Sometimes a Bad Word is All You Need
Then I laughed. Because she would have been so disappointed if I had even thought the F word, let alone said the F word, and horrified most especially if I wrote it on a blog… for the first time ever.
3 Ways to Pick Yourself Up When You’ve Fallen Down
“Struggle is the gold.” – image from Ishita Gupta at Tribe Conference. As I had my second large cookies and cream milkshake of the week, which has been followed by a week tons of unhealthy food, I wondered, “Why am I really back here again?” [I can really take something to the next level, by the way.] […]
Why We Can’t Fill Our Cracks
When I made the decision to quit _______, I had reached the “up to here” point. I draw a long line to fill in the blank, because really, I have quit so many things at this point, you can fill in the blank. Binge Eating Legal Work Race Starts Writing a fiction book Writing another […]
Finishing in the Dark, Finding the Light
Adapted from Triathlete Article Our two kiddos were around the wee ages of four and five during the year I tackled my first Ironman in Couer d’Alene. Now, I don’t recommend trying to do the insanity that is Ironman training with a four and five year-old, a full-time job, and all the responsibilities that come […]
In Last Breaths.
One year ago today, I was in the car driving to one of the most heartbreaking days/night of my life. I had been sober two months to the day when I received the call that we were losing my grandmother–Mombow–as we called her. She had fallen, suffered a head trauma, and was said she not survive […]