We are the ones that don’t need to fake it.
We are the ones that have more honor and respect among our peers.
We are the ones that despite the little voice in our head telling us we can’t, we lead and others follow.
the ever-loving impostor syndrome. Read More »
The Manitou Incline has been on my Colorado bucket list for several years, after a few of my friends tackled it as part of a cross fit workout they were doing. I remember the first time I heard about it—a trail, less than a mile long, but with a 2,000 foot elevation gain—my response was,
Last year, I started participating in the Whole Life Challenge, mostly to support a friend build a team, but also thinking it would help up my fitness game. I ended up getting so much more out of it—I learned a lot about food (and sugar addiction, which I’ll write about another day), exercise and simple
basil-arugula pesto. Read More »
I have a major problem with insomnia. When it comes time to catch some ZZZ’s, no matter how heavy my eyelids are, once my head hits the pillow, I seem to feel wide awake. And then I start playing the battle with the clock: “if I fall asleep now, I’ll get 5 hours of sleep.
go the eff to sleep. Read More »
I haven’t always loved oats. There was a time when I was a kid that my mom made homemade oatmeal, but we didn’t have all the fixin’s to dress it up the way I liked. And they were overcooked and soggy. So I refused to eat them. And she refused to let me waste food,
I think we know each other well enough by now for me to confess something: I’m totally addicted to being connected. I am that person who wakes up in the morning and the first thing I do is reach for my phone and check to see what I missed while I was nocturnal. I run