My parents were in the same kindergarten class. Can you imagine? They started dating when they were 14, and they were married by 20. You don’t see that happen too often anymore. Or ever. So when they were 24, I entered the picture. When I was a freshman in college, my parents were 41. The
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Now that it’s March, I should probably buy a 2013 calendar.
Monday night I had one of the worst night’s sleep I’ve had in a long time. I started off the day exhausted and demoralized. Because, you know, I did about 5 million minutes of cardio the week before and lost exactly 0 pounds. And it was the first Daylight Savings Monday, which is always fun.
One step at a time
I’ve never really been a girls’ girl. I don’t love to talk on the phone. Or shop. Or do any other “girlie” stuff. Put me in a room full of dudes, and I feel totally comfortable. And confident. Guys aren’t catty. They’re laid back. And funny. Unlike girls. Put me in a room full of
You can throw in the towel, or you can use it to wipe the sweat off your face.
I put in more time working out this week than any other week. Over 1200 minutes of cardio. That doesn’t include the 4 strength training classes. And you know what? I didn’t lose one single pound. I’m exhausted. I am 3/4 of the way through Lose to Win. 8 weeks down, 4 to go. Clearly
The people who mind don’t matter. And the people who matter don’t mind.
“How many kids do you have?” What exactly do you mean when you ask this question? How many kids do you have… to take care of? How many kids do you have… living in your home? How many kids do you have… to worry about? How many kids do you have…to give your love and attention to?
Test #2 Kim
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