I have a love-hate relationship with goals. On one hand, goals give you something to work towards and strive for. On the other, they can sometimes be arbitrary and confining. Here’s an example so you know what I mean by the latter. I decided to run my very first half marathon in 2014. It was a daunting goal for me, since the longest race I had run before that was a 10K (6.2 miles). I wasn’t doing it alone, which made it better; some coworkers had signed up to run it as well and we started to plan how we… View Post

Ok guys — here’s the scoop. I went to a foot & ankle doctor yesterday to have them look at my foot. It’s been injured since the beginning of August and what I suspected was a stress fracture is, in fact, a stress fracture. It’s not something that caught me off guard or out of the blue; I just didn’t want to deal with it until now. I knew what it was and I knew what I would have to do and I wasn’t prepared to slow down yet. I wanted to pretend that my foot was fine in the… View Post

*This post is sponsored by Chesapeake Bay Candle. Last month I hosted my second wellness workshop. I’ve mentioned holding these workshops before — usually in a Life Lately post — but haven’t gone into too much detail. I have a running list of post topics, goals, and other random tidbits relating to this blog that I don’t want to forget. Last year I included a sentence about having get-togethers, but didn’t take much action on it. All of a sudden as the summer approached, I felt the need to put my goal into action. I wanted it to be more… View Post

Bad news — I’m dealing with another injury. Good news — it’s not as severe as when I hurt my back and I was out of commission for a month. I can’t pinpoint exactly what happened to my foot, but I can pinpoint when I noticed that it was hurting. I was walking back from training a client and noticed that the top of my foot felt different — almost crampy and like it needed to crack. I’d felt a similar pain before when my shoelaces were too tight, so I figured that Donut’s exploits and the number of times… View Post

I’ve spoken publicly about my problems with addiction many times. I do it because I enjoy it and because I know that there’s a stigma to break around it. I know that I don’t look like an “addict,” whatever the connotation of that term is. I know that the more I talk about what I’ve gone through, there’s a likelihood that I’ll change one person’s mind about hopefully how they treat and feel about people with substance abuse issues, even if it’s only one person. I’ve experienced my fair share of prejudice around it, which I came to expect because… View Post