I only recently began to think of myself as a runner again. I'm trying to get out at least three times a week. On Mondays I can run by myself. There's something magical about pushing yourself, getting past the point of quitting and literally going the extra mile. Feeling your body accept the task and re-energize. Thing is, you don't have to run hundreds of miles a week to be a runner. You just have to run.
I've fallen in love. With writing, with working from home, with helping others. The whole bit. I've always found it difficult to define what I love to do- I like to do all sorts of things, but over the last year of blogging and working as an educator with Beautycounter I've really discovered that I love this work.
Raising a little human is hard work. So many needs, so little time. Don't forget your needs either- you can't do anything if you're not taking care of yourself. Now that summer is here (almost) and we're getting into new... Continue Reading →
Every day, I'm amazed at my daughter's resilience. She falls down, gets back up, tries again over and over and over again. She's undaunted. It's an inspiration. She's the reason I dove head first into being my own boss and... Continue Reading →
Now that the final weekend of operations at Pico is behind us, it's time to take a little break and refocus on the summer. One of the hard parts of working seasonally is there is a constant what now. For... Continue Reading →
I have never been an overly social person. I've tended towards one or two close friends and a lot of time engrossed in books. Recently that's been changing. It's one of the amazing things about life- it's constantly challenging and... Continue Reading →
I'll admit- I was hesitant to jump in and make the switch to safer. I was even more hesitant to join the mission as a consultant. Now that I've done it though, I kick myself for not doing it sooner.... Continue Reading →
One of the most notable aspects of becoming a mother is the amazing tribe of women that surround you. There's something about being a mom that I didn't understand before the birth of my daughter and to be honest struggle... Continue Reading →
Two times in a row I've cried at my daughter's wellness appointment. Not big tears, and maybe it doesn't count as actually crying, but there's certainly extra blinking to battle back the extra moisture. Why on earth? Because I get... Continue Reading →
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