
Going to the Gym is Like an Atheist Stepping into Church
And guys…I didn’t spontaneously combust. We went to the gym last night. After paying for a membership for several months and going less than once
And guys…I didn’t spontaneously combust. We went to the gym last night. After paying for a membership for several months and going less than once
I don’t make New Year’s Resolutions. But I do make plans. I have BIG fucking plans this year, kids. Big ones. Huge. Rock-my-world-massive freakin’ plans.
Last night I had a major meltdown. Major. Meltdown. I bawled my eyes out for an eternity. I still have some wicked puff surrounding my
Confession Friday: Yes, this happened. As promised, more ridiculously embarrassing photos are provided in this post. When my cousin, Rachel, and I were 7 and
I first befriended the Wii fit 1,117 days ago. It was my then-boyfriend, The Bartender’s Wii Fit. (Funny–I had a Wii, and he had a
A bout of insomnia last weekend made me think of this story. During the second semester of our sophomore year of college, Penny and I
If you’re anything at all like me, you aren’t really big into exercising. I’ve recently come into a really great gym that gives me the
I’ve always been an avid reader. I read my first classic novel (Little Women) in the fourth grade and haven’t stopped since. Having just finished
When I was in the fourth grade I did something unbelievably stupid. One of those things that you sit there for hours looking back on
When I was a socially awkward eleven-year-old misfit, I had two friends. My BFF since kindergarten, was significantly more popular than me, and adjusting well to
Pushing 30 Can you write a memoir before age 30? Hell yes, you can. Especially when it sure as hell beats staring in the mirror