If persevering through failure makes for a successful finish, then my current 5K training cycle offers me the chance to earn an A+.
My husband Jay and I do our best future-casting on road trips. Driving back home on New Year’s day, we discussed our goals for 2017. Vacation, finances, fitness – we left no stone unturned.
I get bursts of creativity and inspiration, and in those moments, I come up with a game plan for more frequent blogging. This may be one of those times, but even I’m not convinced it will last. I do, however, want to write a bit about the Revelation Wellness challenge I’m involved in.
Should I decorate for Christmas?
I love how the lights brighten up my living room in an attempt to chase away the ever darkening evenings. The darkness creeps into my spirit, sucking the life out of me.
This is the story of my dieting life: Start the plan gun-ho for the exciting changes planned for my life, slowly get distracted, then fizzle out.
So here I am. 21 days into my 36th year and I feel no wiser for it. The week following my birthday, Jay and I traveled to Cape Cod for vacation. We stayed with my sister and her family for the week and had an incredible time. Continue reading
As I shared my excitement over a new
diet plan ahem lifestyle change I was reading about, a friend asked if I wanted encouragement or her honest opinion. I chose option B, and she proceeded to remind me of things I already know. Continue reading
SLS3 offered me a pair of their Plantar Fasciitis Compression Sleeves.Do I have PF? Well, no. Not right now. I had twinges of it in the later weeks of marathon training, but never bad enough to need to take a break from running.
In an attempt to live life on purpose, I started 2016 with 5 goals I wanted to work towards this year. Thankfully “check-in every month” didn’t make the final cut. As expected, January received a prompt recap and I’ve trickled out since then.
Though it injures my type A-ness, I’m kinda glad I haven’t been regimented about it. After all, I’d hoped to become a bit more flexible with my goals. Checking in on the first of every month like a good little soldier might have been counter-productive. Continue reading