#fitness~~~

This might count as a bad yogi confession. Or it might make me seem like a better yogi – more spiritual and less “of the physical world”, perhaps? (LOL how’s that for woo-woo-hippie bullshit?) I’m really not sure where this puts me on the spectrum running from Bad Yogi to Good, but it is what……

the journey, one year in

Ah, the Facebook “On This Day” feature. Most days, it’s a reminder of what an embarrassing human I can be – poorly-edited selfies, links to terribly angsty music videos, ridiculous status updates about god knows what. (I always know it’s gonna be cringe-worthy, why do I feel the need to look?!) But this week I……

not perfect, but good enough.

I’ll admit: I am a Type A, competitive, control freak. What I’m not, however, is a perfectionist. Way too often I’ll take the “meh, no, that’s good enough” approach. I’m awful at detail-oriented tasks, and I’m often more anxious to just get something DONE than to make sure it’s one-hundred percent right. But somehow, even……