I like foods, Marathon Training, Running, Uncategorized

So you want to train for a marathon…

A very, very, VERY novice runners guide to training and running your first marathon. First, GO YOU. Seriously, I know you're terrified that you've accepted the challenge, registered, verbally committed, etc. If you're like me, the decision was made a year in advance so I had a WHOLE YEAR to worry and panic :). Second,… Continue reading So you want to train for a marathon…

I like foods, Multiple Sclerosis, Not Today MS, Running

Pre, post, and while running foods!

I like food. I don't like being hungry. And i hate being out and about and not having access to good food. So, last night I wandered the isles of Kroger debating our post half-marathon snacks. Is it enough snacks for the 45 min car ride home? What if I'm wishing for more fruit? Will… Continue reading Pre, post, and while running foods!

Faith, Multiple Sclerosis, Not Today MS, Running, Uncategorized, Weight Loss

Dear 33-year-old me

Dear 33-year-old me, Hi there, friend. I see you standing there, forcing a smile with that precious 8 year old girl of yours and all I want to do is sit down with you and have a chat. You're carrying a huge burden. Or rather, lots of huge burdens. You're still struggling to forgive your… Continue reading Dear 33-year-old me

Faith, Multiple Sclerosis, Not Today MS, Running, Uncategorized, Weight Loss

Thrive

I sat at the decorated table, adorned with colorful table cloth, themed centerpiece, cute paper plates with finger foods in various stages of nibbles, and MOPs (Mothers Of Preschoolers) literature for that month's meeting listening to the conversations of the other moms. I did not fit in. We were going to a church that was… Continue reading Thrive

Uncategorized, Weight Loss

Weeknight dinner confessions

People often ask me how I manage to eat paleo/clean/whole30ish during the week when I don’t have time to cook. Well, let me tell you what my dinner consisted of tonight! Leftover pineapple in the car on the way to take my daughter to Dance. An unwashed grape as I was unloading my grocery cart… Continue reading Weeknight dinner confessions