Just the girl next door trying to get through life, both the sweet & the sour moments, one day at a time.
I cried at the gym yesterday. It’s not about my body weight but the weight in my life that it represents. After slowly trying to get moving the last few weeks, I finally jumped right back in with my first real workout in months. It felt good to finally be ready to attack it, yet…
This fall I failed. I failed to take care of my body, my mind and struggled finding happiness many days. Not the ‘on the surface’ kind of happy cause I usually find that but the truest, purest happiness that leaves you feeling content and joyful from your head to your toes. I allowed situations to…
I’m tired. I’m thankful. I’m blessed. Tired does not even begin to describe how I’ve felt the last couple months working long hours to stay caught up on all my sessions. Averaging just a few hours of sleep each night has most definitely caught up with me. Thankful for the reason I’m tired. Sweet Lemonade…