Maybe seven years ago, I wrote a blog post about failing for a crossfit gym. Here is the cliffs notes version: one of the best things I think powerlifting teaches is how to fail: How to safely fail – bailing out of a squat or lift How to rally from a fail – just because…
Y’all. First off, friends that are your champions are the best. This week, in no particular order: Bromance. Part of his championing is definitely not reading this blog so he will never know the nice things I’m about to say but I am just so unbelievably grateful that no matter what, there is a person…
The west Texas elopment was perfect. Every breakfast at Aster Marfa was perfect. Meeting Rice alum Roberto leading us to Garza Marfa for his Mimi y Roberto pottery was perfect. The family Sunday celebration brunch-into-hangout was also perfect. Sunday night cheese-and-wine catchup was perfect. My workouts this week were perfect. I hit 4 lifting days,…
It snowed. And stuck. In Austin, Texas. I have more to say, but today, I’m grateful for community. Family, friends, neighbors, strangers, COMMUNITY. Ices, dinners, randos, stranded motorists. Austin has never felt more like home. Also, Nali remembers CO.
Like I wrote last week, it’s been incredible to share my friends’ joys. A couple I love—and set up :::pats self on back:::—got married! And it was storybook perfect, and I’m only happy jealous I didn’t get to be there for it. My trip to the mountains was, indeed, good for my soul. But of…
To try to put into words what it feels like to be welcomed into a whole other family, as part of it, as if I was never not, is impossible. My brother, his fiancee, and I are a bit of a family unit already, and going to Rio and being welcomed into her family as…
2020 was hard for me in ways completely unrelated to the global pandemic we all faced. In fact, if anything the pandemic helped me—gave me space and time to process the traumas in my life that came with the first two months of 2020. The first trauma was a dramatic shift in my career; an…
Laboring is hard. Labor Day weekend is not hard. Especially not when you have a Permanent Adult Kiddie Cowgirl Pool with a rosé floatie and temps in the 100s. AND you get a last-minute invite on a boat, so that’s a fabulous Saturday. AND THEN your childhood bestie comes into town for adult kiddie pool…
I can’t keep up with ANYTHING this week. How is a four-day work week not actually a break, just cramming the work of five days into four? (Also this supports my proven theory—as I worked them for three years—that four-day work weeks are just as productive if not more so than five-day works weeks, but…
All of the people I love, loved on me on Tuesday, and before and after. It was awesome. If you’re reading this, you probably loved on me, so thank you thank you thank you. >>> there was a pool, a P6, a Better Half, there were so many laughs and flowers and A BARBELL and…