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Conspiratorial Universe
I choose to believe in magic. Call it naiveté, earnest, cringe, immature…or any other adjective. I know what I know. This past weekend I met friends in real life who I only know from an online sobriety group. Being a part of this group has provided a fitness, sober, and generous community that buoyed us… Continue reading
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The Run That Wasn’t
I really REALLY do not like the treadmill. I often refer to it as the dreadmill. It’s great for speed training and blah, blah, rains a lot, blah, blah, blah. I don’t care. I like to feel the road (or dirt, or gravel, or grass) beneath my feet. Perhaps it’s because I fell in love… Continue reading
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Excuses
I love The Biggest Loser, and while not a fan of this particular cast, I do love the theme of “No Excuses”. It really is mind over matter. You make a choice and you follow through. And each day is made up of a million little choices – workout or not? Eat crap or eat… Continue reading