Just in time for summer, here is a new playlist on Spotify for you! Not the fastest playlist I’ve ever given you, but this one is at least organized well and easy to listen to. Happy listening and please enjoy it:)
I’ve been gone for a hot minute. I had some stuff to do, like get this wonderful, beautiful woman married! Maybe I’ll post more photos later, once all of them have come from the photographers. For now, this awesome one shot by my fiancé of my father and I walking her down the aisle, which was a huge honour:)
I brought all of my running stuff to try to run while we were there, since the hotel we stayed in had a fitness center. But I had such terrible jet lag, I could barely drag myself out of bed in time to do anything, let alone earlier to try to run. So I’ve been off fitness for like 2 or 3 weeks.
It might sound silly and childish, and I’m 34, for goodness sake, but I really love my running clothes. Especially my t-shirts.
That’s ridiculous, right?
My schedule at work the past month has been HECTIC. It’s all my own doing, of course, and it seems like it’s going far beyond my 2016 goal of ‘less work, more money’. In actuality, I AM working less, hours-wise. I’ve just managed to get myself into a situation between 3 jobs (more on that later) where each job required different days of me.
A lot of people say it, and I want to add that I agree: building muscle and exercise are the things that have most helped me to keep my back pain at bay.
I’ve felt the need to write this for a while now, as it’s been something that has been bothering me lately. I’ve written about Body Dysmorphic Disorder before, but this is not exactly on the same topic.
We all have them: the ‘fat days’. They’re not the days when we are literally larger than normal, but the days when we ‘feel fat’. It doesn’t matter your size or age: if you’re a woman, you probably have them. We have them for so many reasons: we ate too much last night and our stomach hurts today (true story, thanks to Kamay recently sending me a bag of Goldfish that I devoured in 2 days), it’s THAT week in our cycle when we’re retaining water, we went out for a girls’ day and ate 3 cupcakes for breakfast (which were all GD AMAZING, thankyouverymuch), or we haven’t been able to work out in a week or so and are starting to feel it in our midsection, thighs, wherever it is WE feel it.
I knew if I kept looking, I’d eventually stumble upon an easier way to get to a further train station than the one we’ve been using. I found it. And last week, I ran it for the first time. And it was great, because I didn’t need to stop at any traffic lights, or wait for trains to pass before I could cross the road.
We write so much about fitness and taking the time to exercise, but that’s easier said than done.
I don’t have kids, but I can imagine that being a parent, whether you’re the full- or part-time caregiver, means you have just about ZERO free time to do things for yourself, and possibly even less personal space.
My issue is a different one. I live in Japan, where you’re seen as a slacker if you work less than 60 hours per week. I work 50, which is manageable, and I still have enough time off so that I get to brag to all of my students about all of the crazy vacations I take, to places like Australia for 3 weeks or Thailand for 8 days. That might be one of the few perks of this job.
It was effing freezing in my house this morning, as winter is giving its final assault before the spring officially arrives at the end of the month.
I literally JUST packed away most of my winter clothes and switched out the cozy house pants for thinner ones. Everything is for warmer weather now, as that’s what’s coming, starting… tomorrow. Continue reading