a reboot five years in the making
The one where I decide to have another year of sweat. (It only took 5 years, people!)
The one where I decide to have another year of sweat. (It only took 5 years, people!)
I could just as easily have titled this post, 2017: annus horribilis. It was. Horribilis, with a dollop of Shitibilis, and a heaping spoonful of Assibilis. Good riddance 2017.
The one where I journey to the other side of the planet, scale glaciers and then get pampered.
The one where I give tips on how not to gain 50 lbs while on vacation.
The one where I make you jealous with pictures from my awesome vacation.
The one where I explain why I’m such a shitty blogger.
The one where we are granted furlough.
The one where nature comes calling.
The one where I pull my head out of my ass and make a decision with my brain, not my ego.
The one where I made my own training schedule.
The one where I climb up and down mountains. Like a mountain goat.
The one where I dive deep into Day 1 of Fat Camp version 2.0.
The one where I complain about how much effort it took JUST TO GET THERE.
A tribute to Seinfeld: The post about nothing.
The one where I announce that I am headed back to Fat Camp.
We all need a little cleansing every now and again. Especially us dirty ones.