ready to run: how not to panic when everything seems crazy

this is me. in my happy place. with my sweet vintage Beemer, a jaunty Kate Spade (i think i actually do have that one) and the freedom of some amazing journey sans any set schedule or responsibility ahead of me. i’ve been going here in my head a lot lately in light of a kind of…

my first crush

oh, how did you guess this is one of The Daily Post’s prompts? the first real-person crush i remember must have been in maybe 5th grade? i remember hanging out with my friend Jodie a lot that summer, because she lived across the street from Ricky Whats-His-Name (5th grade was a long time ago, y’all)….

a plot of earth (and one badass cat)

(photo: metro.us) You’re given a plot of land and have the financial resources to do what you please. What’s the plan? well, nobody ever said it would be a vast or gorgeous piece of land. but i do hope the cat comes with it. that dude don’t play. and he will definitely cut a bitch…

words of encouragement: proud

it was last Saturday morning. the temperature was hovering around 30° and with Spy leaving for his Europe trip that afternoon, i was in a time crunch. i had to work out before my 10:30 hair appointment. it was the last chance i would have for 2 weeks to go for my morning run on…

bone of contention: pants or no pants?

okay, busted. after a 5-day streak of complete athletic awesomeness, i totally admit that i have now not worked out in 4 days. four. so while the consistency of my physical self-improvement kick swirls around in the toilet (oh yeah, the cleanse is kaput, too), i figure the least i can do is not let…