If there was a bright side to hurting my foot and not being able to travel to Seattle this week, it was being able to spend my dad’s birthday with him yesterday. 63 years young with trick candles in his cake. A delicious cake too. More on that in a little bit but first let’s [...]
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This looks like a creamy heart attack on a plate doesn’t it? Oh, but it’s soooo not. Which means you can shovel forkful after forkful of delicious pasta into your mouth without that nagging feeling in the back of your mind about how bad of a decision it is. Alfredo sauce is that restaurant dish [...]
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So….about that last post. Two things happened since that was written. 1. the foot that I fell off of the chair doing weighted step ups with started to hurt like heck out of absolutely nowhere and 2. I never got on that plane to Seattle because of it. An avoided trip to the ER (my [...]
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I’m trying not to be bitter. Really, I am. But I guarantee you it’s not working and that I’m uncomfortably sitting (from falling off a chair yesterday while doing sandbag step-ups) on a fully booked plane wishing I was still in my pajamas enjoying this with my cup of coffee on the couch for a [...]
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I wrote that title thinking the alliteration was catchy but now I’m saying it out loud and thinking it sounds dirty. It’s not, I promise. No hidden meanings, just legitimate sandbags and salads over here. Starting with the sandbag… I’ve been Bodyrocking for almost 3 weeks now and a lot of the newer workouts utilize [...]
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