Adventures · Going Gray

It’s the depth of the squat that matters

So...how did my little magical work your butt with squats and twist and turn to tone your love handle reminders work? Did I exercise my butt off yesterday? Well, let's see.  Kind of.  It hurt to do squats this morning while my coffee heated up. So, I guess, they did work. Surprisingly well, for the… Continue reading It’s the depth of the squat that matters

Adventures · Going Gray

H*ll yeah, I’m falling in love with my bikini

Today is where the bikini hits the skin for the first time this week.  My commitment to the 30-day plan is officially confirmed in writing - you know, for accountability's sake. Remember, per the planned Day 7, which says to: Identify small rewards and solidify the plan (put it in writing, have someone or all of… Continue reading H*ll yeah, I’m falling in love with my bikini

Adventures · Going Gray

Be a bada** – set up your landscape for diet success

One thing that Dry January taught me is that my desires to fulfill my cravings were damn prominent after the first week of the month. Then it got harder. I broke down on Quitter's Friday but started back up again.  I was determined, so I put my bada** mode on, and every day thereafter I… Continue reading Be a bada** – set up your landscape for diet success

Adventures · Inspiration

How reflecting on a beach motivates me

I write every day (almost).  Flushing out a blog post in the morning has become a habit. One I actually love doing. Don't wait.  The time will never be just right. - Napoleon Hill But, not today.  For some reason, I just stood here (yeah, I have a standing desk, duh, so I stand) and froze… Continue reading How reflecting on a beach motivates me

Adventures · Inspiration

How to know the beach is calling you

This morning before rising, I felt a warm breeze blowing across my face.  Ah...the beach is calling me. I love to shut my eyes and relax and listen to the waves crashing in. Wait...nope, it was just Dessy, breathing heavy on my face, wanting me to get up and feed her. Damn. What was that… Continue reading How to know the beach is calling you