Last weekend I did what my high school self would have thought impossible . . . I ran a 5K. To someone whose attention on the soccer field as a young girl was more focused on the puppies on the sidelines and whose nickname all throughout middle school was “Goalie” (because she once accidentally … [Read more...] about Dear high school self . . .
What day of the week never comes?
Show of hands, how many of us have already broken our New Year’s resolutions two and a half weeks into the New Year? That’s because New Year’s resolutions are dumb. Seriously. They’re almost made to be broken. Just look at the gym—it starts out full every January, and by February or March it’s … [Read more...] about What day of the week never comes?
