If you had told me a year ago that going for a run outside would become my go-to stress relief, I probably would have laughed. I kept flashing back to junior high PE class — remember having to run the mile then? All I saw in my head when I thought about running was junior …
It has been 42 days since I last stepped on the scale. 42 days of summer. 42 days of summer eating and drinking. It’s not dread that’s keeping me off the scale this summer. On the contrary: I’m very tempted to step on tomorrow morning (first thing in the morning, naked, naturally) and see where …
I wore shorts out in public this weekend for the first time since high school. Before I left the house, I stared in the mirror. I agonized. I changed into jeans and then back into shorts. And then before I could agonize another minute, I left. Wearing those shorts and vowing not to give it …
