March 13, 2013
iamboogers:

gayblowjob:

“In 1921, early suffragettes often donned a bathing suit and ate pizza in large groups to annoy men…it was a custom at the time”

Oh my god can we please bring this back. Seriously. Everybody its a put on your bathing suit and eat pizza party.

iamboogers:

gayblowjob:

“In 1921, early suffragettes often donned a bathing suit and ate pizza in large groups to annoy men…it was a custom at the time”

Oh my god can we please bring this back. Seriously. Everybody its a put on your bathing suit and eat pizza party.

(Source: fat-grrrl-activism, via healthybohemian)

March 13, 2013
Why is my soul bitch so intent on ruining my life by sending my photos like this? Doesn’t she know a gal on a < 20 g. carbohydrate diet is HANGRY and IRRATIONAL all the time? Thank you for making me instantaneously hungry and congratulations for making immediately hate you.
P.S. If you’re willing to scoop out all of the insides and quick-ship it to me, I might forgive you.

Why is my soul bitch so intent on ruining my life by sending my photos like this? Doesn’t she know a gal on a < 20 g. carbohydrate diet is HANGRY and IRRATIONAL all the time? Thank you for making me instantaneously hungry and congratulations for making immediately hate you.

P.S. If you’re willing to scoop out all of the insides and quick-ship it to me, I might forgive you.

March 6, 2013

(via katieinrunderland)

March 6, 2013
"No one is born a perfect runner. And none of us will become one. But through incremental steps, we can become better runners. And that’s the beauty of our sport: There are no shortcuts, nothing is given to us; we earn every mile, and we earn every result."

Peter Magill (via bulk-me-up)

March 6, 2013
Insanity day 3. Cardio power. May I suggest it be called &#8220;squat and tricep hell.&#8221; Way more insane than yesterday. In more disgusting news, I can taste the salt dripping out of my face. Time to hydrate.

Insanity day 3. Cardio power. May I suggest it be called “squat and tricep hell.” Way more insane than yesterday. In more disgusting news, I can taste the salt dripping out of my face. Time to hydrate.

March 5, 2013
Oh hey, remember me?

Don’t worry, I won’t be offended if you won’t. For a relatively quick re-acquaintance: I’m the girl who blogged about her journey to the marathon, successfully ran the marathon and then never worked out again.

Until today, that is. In all honestly, it was until two weeks ago. But since those were both half baked attempts at getting my ass back on track, literally and figuratively, I’m noting today as the day I get myself back. I take myself back. And I get my backside back.

And since I’m compulsive and obsessive and must throw myself into something wholly and completely, I’m starting the Insanity program today. I’m going for 30 days, following the program to a T. To a Shaun T, that is.

image

Photographic, but not photogenic, proof of day 2 complete. Let’s go after it, kids. After all, I have a wedding to get in shape for.*

*And just in case you missed that news, a month after the marathon, I GOT ENGAGED!!!

imagePhotographic, and photogenic, proof of my engagement to CL and proof that I need to get my ass in shape, stat.

October 9, 2012
CHICAGO MARATHONER!

CHICAGO MARATHONER!

October 9, 2012
Water and family hugs at 13.1

Water and family hugs at 13.1

October 9, 2012
CL at mile 13.1

CL at mile 13.1

October 9, 2012
Pre-race posing.

Pre-race posing.

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