Dear Crabby Ass Self

Dear Crabby Ass Self, I'm writing to you from the future; at a time when you have your mojo. Right now you have no mojo whatsoever. You wouldn't want to run even if the police were chasing you. The thought of your favorite spin class sounds more like torture than a good workout. The only... Continue Reading →


Food Hangover

Anyone else have a food hangover or is it just me? Yep, I indulged. Yep, my pants are beyond tight. In fact, I'm pretty sure my weight is up the highest it's been in several years due to my recent rut and waaaay too many cookies. And puppy chow! (No, not the dog food.) Have... Continue Reading →

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