I turned 27 last week! Though I have now been a person for, like, a bunch of years, I’m still figuring a lot of things out. Here are 27 of them: I don’t really know how to celebrate my birthday. I often find big parties a little bit stressful, but I also feel like I should do something. […]
Category Archives: too real
I ran a 5k.
You guys. I don’t know what’s happening, either. Nobody is more surprised than me, but last month, I ran a little race that happens in my hometown, purely voluntarily. If you had told teenaged me that I would specifically wake up early and run around some suburban streets for a few miles with other crazies doing […]
Excuse me, did you know it’s 90 degrees in here?
Or, that time I tried heated yoga. Doing yoga is one of those things I aspire to do regularly and occasionally end up caught overestimating the frequency of my “practice,” along with reading the news, going on dates, and washing my bedding and/or hair. I’ve been slightly better about the yoga recently, though I can’t […]
found my SOUL and lost my PRIDE
You guys, for a long time I was too embarrassed to post about it, but whatever, no shame. (Except I am a little ashamed.) I tried Soulcycle, and, spoiler, I really liked it. I’ve gone back more than once. It is eating its way through my wallet and also my dignity. The thing about it […]
In which I might not lift or tone, but definitely burn
aka That Time I Tried Pure Barre. I went to a Pure Barre class with a friend because, I don’t know, I’m a lady who both aspires to be lean and be able to wear a lot of Lululemon. Also, they have a first-class-for-$5 thing going on, and I love a deal. Also, I’m weirdly […]