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When I managed to fit in some power yoga before a night out

11 Mar

When I managed to fit in some power yoga before a night out


2012 in My Rearview

14 Jan

At the end of this month I’m marrying my best friend so to say that I’ve been looking forward to 2013 for quite some time is an understatement.

But before I dive into a new year, it would be gaffe of me to not look back at 2012 and all of the amazing experiences that took place:

I ran my first marathon, the Walt Disney World Marathon.


I ran my second marathon, the Flying Pig Marathon.


I tried yoga for the first time.

I completed a 30-day yoga challenge.


I started to volunteer.

My boo and I bought our first home.


My boo asked me to marry him.


I accepted a new position at work.

We planned a wedding in four months.

I ran the Orlando Half Marathon.


And in between all of that, I celebrated the accomplishments of my family and friends. I laughed. I read. I ate good food. I made a lot of To-Do lists. I lived life good.

This is not to say that I didn’t deal with frustrations… stress… injury… But I can say that the good by far outweighed the bad.

The year of 2012 was an amazing, busy, crazy, fun, life-changing year. Here’s to 2013… that I may keep my head on straight, stay focused, enjoy every last detail of marrying my best friend and finally get a chance to live without a to-do list.

I’ll review my goals from last year and set some new goals in February. For right now, I’m just trying to make it to my wedding day at the end of this month in one month. 🙂

A belated happy new year to you all!

Christmas Light Run

24 Dec

The best way to see Christmas lights is by foot.

This gives you a chance to stop and “ooh” and “ah” in front of your favorite homes. It allows you to bask in the warm glow of the twinkle lights. It makes you feel like a kid again. And it makes the miles fly by.

Running at night during the holidays is one of my favorite parts of Christmas. However, this year has been crazy with parties and family in town and wedding things like planning and bridal showers, leaving little time for running at night or any exercise at all. This is a good problem to have and I’m not complaining.

And lucky for me, my running group planned a Christmas light run in advance so I was able to block it off in my calendar.

We chose Baldwin Park for our light run. Well, my group chose… I was pulling for College Park, where I feel people hang their own lights and they’re all a little flawed. That’s okay though… I like perfect lights too.

We set off on our run with no planned mileage. Our only agenda was see as many lights as possible and avoid getting lost (which I manage to do every time I’m in Baldwin Park).

Will run for twinkle lights.

Will run for twinkle lights.

There was a chill in the air and our group was in good cheer. And the lights did not disappoint.



old school <3

old school ❤

happy lights

happy lights

Afterwards we met up with friends that couldn’t make the run at La Bella Luna and spread our good cheer. It was my first time eating there and I was pleasantly surprised. I introduced my friend to the joy that is lasagna pizza (mozzarella, ricotta, sausage and marinara) and their pizza did not disappoint. It was amazing!

Pizza Sausage Lasagna... So. Good.

Pizza Sausage Lasagna… So. Good.

It was a perfect night full of laughter, twinkly lights and lots of carbs.

Why I Didn’t Run the 15k and Other Great Stories

3 Oct

On September 22nd I didn’t run the Miracle Miles 15k like I planned to. Instead I ran 8.7 miles with my running ladies and called it a  day. But please don’t worry… there are really good excuses reasons for this.

The main reason I didn’t run the race as planned is that I never signed up for it. Unless you’re a bandit runner, registering for a race is one of the most important steps in running a race. It’s right there next to showing up for a race, which I also did not do.

You may be wondering what I was doing that would cause me to be to busy to register for a race. Well… I was busy celebrating.

On September 7, 2012 my love asked me to marry him under the first oak tree on the southwest corner of the Great Lawn in Central Park, New York. It was, quite literally (I tend to overuse this statement, but certainly not on this occasion) the best day ever.

We took the pics above in a photo booth hours after we got engaged while waiting for our good friends to meet us for dinner. Can you tell we’re giddy? This photo was quite possibly the best $5 I ever spent.

The days and weeks that followed were crazy busy. We ran around town telling our local family members in person, while trying our best to catch the rest of our family on FaceTime. We called friends and broke the news. We celebrated. We began planning the day when we will stand before God, our families and those we love the most and vow to love each other for the rest of our lives.

And if that wasn’t a life changer… Literally minutes after I said “Yes!!” I received an offer on the job within my company that I had interviewed for. Did I happen to mention that September 7, 2012 was the best day ever?

I’m currently working long days to get up to speed with the new position and when I come home I’m lucky if I have the energy to walk the dogs and eat dinner. Our weekends are spent working on our new house and trying to figure out the whole wedding thing. To say I’m stressed and overwhelmed is a gross understatement.

My little sister sent me a text today that made me stop, smile and remember to breathe:

I watched a two hour testimonial on a holocaust survivor. And the only times she smiled was when she talked about her wedding day and her grandchildren. She wore a white blouse and had ten people at her wedding and they ate soup. Just a reminder that what’s important is you and Donnie and what makes you happy… the rest you will surely forget. 🙂

She’s right. I will forget the race I missed and the yoga classes I couldn’t make it out of work in time for. I will forget that my half marathon training schedule is all out of whack and I can’t seem to find the time to do laundry or dust and sweep. There are a lot of things I will forget, but you know what I won’t? How I felt on September 7th.

Moving Large Furniture Makes for a Great Workout

20 Aug

Last week I started my week eager to get back into the swing of things. And boy did I ever end up getting my sweat on:

  • MON: 30-minute Jillian Michaels Yoga Meltdown DVD sesh (thought I much prefer calling it a Yoga Melt) in the AM
  • TUE: 3-mile run in the evening
  • WED: 1.5-hour walk (no clue how far we went… I was Garmin free) in the AM
  • THU: 3-mile run in the evening followed by furniture strength training

Yes, that’s right. I said ‘furniture strength training.’ It’s the new thing… everyone is doing it. At least Rox, Donnie and I were!

It all started when Rox and I both got held up working late on Thursday and had to miss my favorite yoga class. Instead we decided to go for a run in the new neighborhood (which really isn’t that new to us since it’s the neighborhood we both started to run in together). While we were running I asked Rox if she would mind following Donnie and I to a co-worker’s house after our run just in case we needed any help moving the armoire I had purchased. It was an IKEA piece, so I assumed that it would be made of lightweight particle board (as most IKEA pieces are), but was asking Rox as a precautionary measure. Rox, being the wonderful friend she is, agreed. A friend later declared that this was the classic old “bait and switch” though that wasn’t my intention. I really didn’t think we’d need her!  After our run, we set off for what would become our second workout of the night.

When we got to the house and saw the armoire, Donnie walked right up to it and gave it a little shove to measure it’s weight. The armoire didn’t move… it was solid. Doubting the strength that Rox and I possess, he said, “I don’t think we’ll be able to manage this.”

Insulted by this comment (does Donnie not realize how strong chaturangas have made us??) we immediately jumped in and said we could do it. However, in the back of my mind I was thinking, “Oh crap. How are we going to do this??”

We set up with Donnie on one end and Rox and I on the other and proceeded to move through a series of lifts and turns. We soon started to erase all doubt from Donnie’s mind. With only the occasional help of a 4th person (helping steady us so we didn’t scratch up the walls) we got the piece out to my car.

We encountered a major obstacle when we tipped the armoire to slide it into my car and it wouldn’t fit. Until last Thursday, my Honda Element (nicknamed “Ele”) had never met a piece of furniture that wouldn’t fit. All we needed was one more inch!

We set the armoire down and stared at each other. The reality that we would have to move this back into the house and do this whole thing again another day was starting to set in and sending me into full panic mode when Rox spoke up. She knew who we could call.

I love Rox for many reasons, one being that she’s strong (mentally and physically) and two being that she thinks quick on her feet. While Donnie sat outside guarding our armoire, Rox and I set out to borrow an Expedition from incredibly graceful folks.

We came back with the Expedition and managed to slide the armoire right in. Perfect fit!

Back at the house we slid the armoire out and decided on a game plan: We would carry the piece straight into the house and to it’s new home without resting or stopping.

Donnie: Can you handle it?

Rox: Yes.

Me: Um. Yeah… I think so. Maybe. I mean, I don’t know. How far is it again? Do you think maybe that’s too far…

Before I could finish my verbal self-doubt, Rox and Donnie started lifting. I had no choice. And in no time at all, the armoire was in it’s new place:

Our new armoire, which is not made of thin particle board.

Rox high-tailed it out of there before we could ask her to mow our yard. Ha! If you’re reading this, thanks lady! You’re the strongest woman I know. Well, behind Killer T, of course. But who can compete with her? 🙂

After Thursday night’s excursion, I decided I would take it easy the next few days. My back was in full agreement.

Have you tried furniture strength training lately?

The Last Three Weeks of My Life

12 Aug

In short, I’ve been packing, moving, cleaning, unpacking, and working my way through the last three weeks. Oh… and I’ve been watching the Olympics.

Rather than yoga and running, I’ve been lifting boxes, cleaning and carrying large objects that I had no business carrying. Rather than hanging out with my friends, I’ve spent a lot of time talking to myself and cardboard boxes. And rather than eating healthy, I’ve been surviving on caffeine, wine and bad dinner decisions caused by hunger and desperation.

Sure, I’ve gotten a run in here and a couple 30-minute Jillian Michaels yoga melt sessions in there, but for the most part I’ve been missing my regularly scheduled exercising. I gave myself a pass and told myself to enjoy the moment. I gave myself through this weekend to do some more unpacking.  Everything’s still not unpacked, but we got the essentials. And starting tomorrow I’m back to life as I knew it… sweatin’ pretty!

Until next time, here are my last three weeks via Instagram photos.

Time to finally donate some race shirts. The tees might be gone, but I will always fondly remember these races!

Celebrated two years at the job. On that day, Hemarie ran on Dunkin.

Too tired for will power

We did it!

D, me and fellow training partner, friend and real estate extraordinaire Beth celebrating our final walk through. Check Beth out at

My friends got all Pinterest on us and gave us this great gift. I love it!

Had to get in one last lunch at the old 4Rivers. Ate 1/10 of this Six Shooter and took the rest home for dinner for two of us.

A new weekend tradition. So. Good.

BurgerFi 1/2 and 1/2 burger topped with an onion ring. Life changing.

Up early to help man the cycling portion of the Mini-Maniacs Triathlon.

First girl Mini-Maniac killing it.

Gettin’ my hair did comes with perks.

Rex (on the left) captivated by the men’s Olympic Marathon race. Tank (on the right) totally unimpressed.

So inspired by Meb.

I’ve gone to bed every night exhausted, but feeling so blessed. A big thanks to my friends and family for helping us move. Our moms get special credit for all of their hard work. We are forever grateful. 🙂

Week in Review

16 Jul

Last weeks was one of those crazy weeks that ends up with you screaming in your car. If you’ve never screamed in your car, you should really try it. It’s a nice stress reliever.

The month of July is notoriously busy at my job and last week was my second week of going full force. Perhaps it wasn’t smart of me to make plans for every day after work, but after the yoga challenge, I was excited to rejoin the social world.


I started my week off with Hatha. I was still feeling optimistic about my week. 🙂


My friend Rachelle invited me over to her place for a virtual wine tasting. You never have to ask me twice if it involves wine and food and lady time!

On my way over, I stopped at Whole Foods to pick up some “hard cheese.” I’m no wine aficionado, so I asked the Cheese Lady for some help. After I told her what type of wines we would be tasting, she suggested a gouda. I asked what I should pair the cheese with (thinking she would respond with a cracker), she suggested a peach or a pear. I opted with pears, since they are crispy and I wanted that texture.

When I got to Rachelle’s I was super excited to see the food spread, and my friends of course!

This chardonnay paired perfectly with sparkling grapes (grapes flavored with JELL-O crystals)

The gouda went perfectly with the pears and the reds

My new favorite pinot noir

Also at the table:

  • A flat bread pizza that Rachelle made and was AMAZING
  • Brownie bites
  • Bagel chips and soft cheese spread

It was such a fun night! However, I found myself dragging Wednesday…


My day was super busy, so I had to force myself to ignore that headache I woke up with. After work I took off towards College Park, to join the Central Florida Lady Bloggers at Taste for the July meet-up. It was a large group of us, and I got there late. I was pleasantly surprised to find myself sitting next to Victoria from Running Peanut. She’s about 19 weeks pregnant, but is tiny and you can barely tell. I spent the early part of our meet-up asking her fun pregnancy questions.

The second half of the meet-up we were led in a discussion of how to fit in blogging in the midst of our busy schedules. There were a lot of great ideas shared, but I was too busy figuring out how I was going to fit in my exercise last week to think about blogging. Ha!


Another busy day at work followed by an hour and a half of Ashtanga. Somewhere in between work and yoga I did some car screaming.

After yoga I found out there was a small hiccup in the home buying process. This was just what I needed to go home and cry. Honestly, if I hadn’t been so worn out from my day I think I would’ve taken the news in stride (as I’ve taken the whole home-buying process). However, I was too tired to be strong.


Most people dream of going out Friday night. I spend the day dreaming of sitting on the couch Friday night. Finally, my work day ended and my couch-sitting started. Aaaahhhhh …


I hit my snooze for an hour straight and then at the very last possible minute decided that I was going to wake up after all and go to my 8:30 AM Ashtanga class.  I’m super thankful for my new yoga friend that knows I have the habit of walking in at the last minute Saturday mornings and now saves me a spot next to her so I don’t have to practice at the front of the class.

I spent the rest of my day running preliminary moving errands (donating books, buying storage bins, taking all of my CDs out of their plastic and into a organizer, drinking a Venti frapp, etc.). I was pooped, but when the boyfriend suggested we go to dinner I figured I could pull myself together for an evening out.

We were both so hungry it was hard for us to decide on a place to eat. And since it was a Saturday night we knew we would be facing long waits everywhere.

After doing a little calling around, we found out that the Dexter’s in Thornton Park has zero wait. We were there in 5 minutes.

I was craving red meat, so I opted for the bacon-wrapped meatloaf. I’ve seen this on the menu before and always opted against it, but after recently watching The United States of Bacon on TV, I was in the mood for something like this.

D went for the Fish of the Day, which would’ve been my pick if I wasn’t pining for red meat:

Fish of the Day at Dexter’s

We were starving so we also ordered a side of their truffle fries as an appetizer. They were so good that we ate the whole thing before our dinners came.

Both of our dinners were amazing! The meatloaf wrapped in bacon had the perfect flavor and the boyfriend’s fish came with a fried spinach that melted in our mouths. And the polenta that came with his meal was delicious too! So. Good.

Bacon-wrapped meatloaf … Doesn’t look as good as it tastes. 🙂

Fish of the Day: Snapper, served with fried spinach, shrimp, polenta and asparagus.

While my meatloaf was definitely the star of the plate, the snapper had a very strong supporting cast. We were happy with both of our choices, and enjoyed our leftovers yesterday for lunch!


I spent my morning drinking coffee and deciding whether I would hit up Hatha at 11:30 AM. When I got a text from a friend saying that she was at a Starbucks nearby, I decided to throw on my yoga clothes, visit her for a bit and head over to yoga.

My Hatha class rocked my face off. I definitely had to remind myself to breathe often. 🙂

By the time I got home from yoga, I was hungry. Good thing I had some amazing leftovers!

Sunday night we headed to the grocery store to stock up for the week. But first, we stopped at a friend’s house who had tons and tons of boxes that we could have for moving. She posted on Facebook that she had boxes to give away and you better believe I responded immediately. A big thanks to Lauren for the boxes!

And staying true to the old rule “Never go to the grocery store hungry” we decided to stop at Gringos Locos for a quick bite. I got the sloppy taco and the double D. Both were yummy, but afterwards I was stuffed. I would’ve been fine with just one taco.

Sloppy Taco and the Double D

This week I’ve got plans to start packing and sorting through my clothes and yoga in between. It’s time to finally donate those expensive work pants that I can no longer fit in. Besides, if I ever do get back down to a size 8, I’m sure I’ll want to buy new pants to celebrate. 🙂

How do you manage a busy schedule?