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Step Challenge, 5 Mile Run, Awesome T-shirts, and Toenail Trouble

Hello everybody!! I feel like I’ve been really bad at keeping in touch with all of the other bloggers that I follow here on WordPress. Sometimes I just get into really weird moods where getting onto any kind of social media and trying to interact with people just seems super exhausting. I swear I’m going to catch up with all of you guys at some point though!

Anyways, on Monday I started a step challenge on Garmin Connect with my sisters Sarah and Jessica, our dad, and Jessica’s boyfriend, and things got kinda heated! Haha I swear these step challenges make people super duper competitive! So as I type this at 11:45 am I’m in the lead with 38,132 steps. But by the time I post this (which should be around 5 pm, but who knows haha) that may change. Hopefully that change will involve me still being in the lead, but who knows. Sarah and Jessica have been doing lots of hiking in Colorado and I don’t know if that’s something they plan on doing today. My dad will probably regain his lead tonight though. I swear he beats me at these damn step challenges every single time!


So that kinda brings me to my 5 mile run that I did this morning. I actually was planning to do a little cross training instead of running, but knowing that I was in 4th place in the step challenge made me want to go get some steps in, and obviously the best way to accomplish that is by running!

I didn’t really plan on going for 5 miles though, but I was actually feeling pretty good which was surprising since I hadn’t done much running while I was sick and I kinda thought it was going to take me a while to get back into it. Luckily for me that doesn’t seem to be the case, so I figured why not go for 5 miles today! I ended up battling through some heat, humidity, and a heat advisory, but I got it done! And I hit my step goal of 10,000 steps and took the lead of the step challenge by the time I was done. So I felt very much accomplished. πŸ™‚


Totally unrelated, but my lilies are starting to bloom and they are super pretty!

By the time I got back home from my run, the mail had come and it included a package from an old grade school friend of mine! We still talk on Facebook every once in a while, and at one point I mentioned that I was running low on t-shirts. So he sent me bunch of his that he doesn’t wear anymore. They’re all going to be kinda big on me, I mean, I wear a women’s small and these are men’s larges, but I plan on getting crafty with them and doing some neat t-shirt cutting things. So that’s pretty exciting! I didn’t take pictures of all of them because there are nine and that would have taken forever, but this one is definitely my favorite! πŸ™‚


On a slightly unrelated note, does anyone remember last September when I had a toe incidentΒ which resulted in my big toenail falling off? Well it healed, my toenail grew back and every things been fine. Well, the toenail looked a little weird, but other than that it wasn’t giving me any trouble or anything. But while I was clipping my toenails this afternoon, I noticed that the nail really hasn’t grown at all since it first grew back. Like, it covered the nail bed, but then it just stopped growing. It’s also looking a little purple again and it feels a little loose. I think I’m going to lose it again. Sad face…I was so excited when it grew back.

I asked my sister who is officially a nurse now, and she said as long as it doesn’t hurt and isn’t infected it’s probably fine, but that it is probably going to come off again. She was actually surprised that it even grew back in the first place. Apparently it’s pretty common for toenails to just not grow back after they’ve been through some serious trauma like mine was in September. Luckily it doesn’t hurt or anything, so it’s not interfering with running, but I guess it’s something I’m going to have to keep an eye on it again. And I thought I had finally put the toe indecent behind me haha. Oh well.

That’s all I’ve got for today, but I’ll definitely keep you up to date on my step challenge and toe!

Happy Hump Day!



Baby Pictures

Yesterday my mom was looking through some of her old photo albums, and she sent me a bunch of my baby pictures. Since I didn’t really have anything else to talk about today, I thought I might as well share them with you guys. πŸ˜‰


Me at 8 weeks, in the womb.


My dad and I.


Me and my Nanny (which is what I call my grandma) in 1992.


Me and my first dog, Brandy. She was part beagle, part dachshund, and lived until we were both 14 years old.


Brandy and I when we were both a little bit older.


My Grandpa and I. Funny story, so I got that stuffed mouse for Christmas, but one of my sisters ended up with it and it became one of her favorite stuffed animals.


Me, my dad, and my mom, petting a tiger at a fair. Note the Simba shirt. The Lion King was my absolute favorite movie as a small child, so even though I don’t look it, I’m sure I was super excited to be petting an animal that was somewhat similar to Simba.

I know some people find old photos to be kind of boring, but I love looking at old pictures. Even if I’m not in them or they aren’t my family’s. That was actually one of my favorite parts of working in a Walgreen’s photo lab. I got to look at pictures almost all day! Haha that’s right, the people who develop your photos definitely end up see some of them. So maybe some people might want to think before they get certain photos printed. I’ve seen some really interesting/weird/gross photos while I worked there.

Friday Fives: Things I Hate

I guess maybe “hate” isn’t exactly the right word. These are really more pet peeves and things I just don’t really like or understand, but that’s just not an exciting title. Any maybe this is just isn’t an exciting topic, but I’ve been thinking about this kinda stuff lately and I’m trying to bring back the “Friday Fives” thing, so it seemed like a good idea to me! πŸ˜‰

1. Stretchy dog leashes.

I’m pretty sure the devil himself invented stretchy dog leashes. You know what I’m talking about, right? Those leashes with the weird handles with a button that releases or locks a thin fabric cable in place? I swear those things can cut a limb off if you end up tangled in one of them, which seems to happen every single time I encounter a person who has their dog hooked to one. Plus it seems to me that they just defeat the whole purpose of having your dog on a leash. You can’t really control your dog from 30 feet away.


So I guess they’re actually called retractable dog leashes haha. My google search for “stretchy dog leash” didn’t get me the results I wanted but that did. Either way, I loathe these things.

2. When people leave their GU/other fuel wrappers on the trail or stick it in the chain link fence instead of throwing it away.Β 

IF YOU HAD A PLACE TO KEEP IT WHILE IT WAS FULL YOU HAVE A PLACE TO KEEP IT WHILE IT’S EMPTY!!!!! Plus I always find them a few feet away from trash cans. Seriously, just throw them into the trash or stash it back where you had it before you ate it. Littering isn’t cool people.

3. When cyclists hog the trail.

I cannot tell you how many times I’ve had to bail off the trail because some dickhead cyclist is riding side by side with their friend and they don’t want to pause their conversation for two seconds to ride one behind the other while they pass me going the opposite direction. Or when they take a curve too fast and end up too far to their left and therefore in the very small section of the trail that I need to run on. 1. There is a speed limit on this particular trail that I’m talking about for a reason! 2. I’m a fucking pedestrian I’m going a lot slower and taking less space on the trail than you are. That’s why you’re suppose to be watching out for and trying to avoid hitting me, not the other way around. 3. There are huge ass signs with rules basically stating all of this and more posted all over the trail for a reason!

4. People who are rude to cashiers/waiters/any other person working in customer service.

Oh man, I don’t even know where to start with this one. Just, why? What’s even the point? They’re people too, just trying to do their job and you bitching at them doesn’t make it any easier. I worked at a Walgreen’s for two years so I’ve go some experience with this kind of thing. Whenever you’re kind/friendly/understanding to the person trying to help you, you get much better service and the person actually tries to help solve whatever issue you’re having. Whenever you’re rude, 90% of the time that person is doing whatever it takes to get you out of their hair. Dealing with rude customers is no fun and no body wants to do it. Don’t be a rude customer.

5. Pants that don’t have pockets. Or worse, fake pockets!

Seriously!!! Why do a good majority of my pants lack pockets?!? I need a place to store stuff but I don’t want to have to carry a purse with me everywhere I go…At this point I’d almost be happy with those tiny pockets that you can only fit a few dollars and a tube of chap stick in. At least that’s better than nothing.

Maybe it’s just because I don’t wear jeans though, but I’ve yet to fine a pair of jeans that fit properly around my waist/thighs/butt, so jeans aren’t typically an option for me. But that’s a whole other thing that I hate and I’m not about to get into that right now.


Blogger Recognition Award

How exciting is this?! Yesterday I was nominated for this “award” by  Elizabeth Fredrickson!! Thank you Elizabeth, I really appreciate it! πŸ™‚ You should definitely go check out her blog if you’re at all interested in some hardcore looking workouts or a health coach. Her coaching packages look pretty awesome!


  • Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide a link to their blog.
  • Write a post to show your award.
  • Give a brief story of how your blog started.
  • Give two pieces of advice to new bloggers.
  • Select 15 other bloggers you want to give this award to.
  • Comment on each blog and let them know you have nominated
    them and provide the link to the post you created.

How My Blog Started:

I just wanted a place where I could talk about running, fitness, food, and other various and random aspects of my life, and a blog seemed like a good place to do it! I did a bit of research and decided that WordPress would be a good place for me to start. And now here I am a little more than a year later, with my own domain name which I think is just so super duper neat, and still sharing all of my fun stories and random ramblings.

One thing I didn’t expect when I started this blog but am so super grateful for, is all of the connections and great conversations I’ve had with some really awesome people. To be honest, I thought most of my blogging adventures would just be me talking to myself,and while that does happen sometimes, it’s definitely not always the case. All of the wonderful people I’ve met and befriended through this blog, WordPress, and even Instagram has definitely made this whole blogging totally worthwhile. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

My Advice For New Blogger

1). Don’t only share the “good stuff”

In my experience, a lot of bloggers, Instagramers, Twitterers, etc, only share the “good stuff”. Good workouts, great races, fun adventures, perfect food, stuff like that. Honestly I think that’s kinda boring and it feels sorta fake to me. No one has amazing workouts all of the time, or has time everyday to make their breakfast perfectly presentable for an Instagram photo or a pintrest post, or can go on amazing adventures everyday, ya know? Life happens and it’s messy. Sometimes I have terrible running days, weeks, even months. Sometimes I want to quite this sport for good and never lace up another pair of running shoes again. 90% of the time my food isn’t “Instagram worthy” and most of my blog posts are about my sometimes boring everyday life. Does that make me any less of of running/fitness blogger? No! If anything I think it makes me more relatable! And personally, I’m much more likely to read/comment/follow a blog that shares everyday life stuff and talks about when things get tough, versus a blog who pretends that everything is sunshine and rainbows all of the time.

2). Write like you’re having a conversation with the person reading your post

Because when you get right down to it, that’s exactly what you’re doing! If you’ve been following me for a while, you many have notice that I tend to say that I’m “talking” about stuff instead if “writing”. That’s because I honestly feel like I’m talking to people on here and not writing an essay or book report or something like that. That’s just boring. I don’t know about you, but I’d much rather read a post with real human emotion than a post that sounds almost like it was written by a robot.

So I guess summed up my advice is be real and talk to people. πŸ™‚

I Nominate: 
















I just thought this was a fun little thing to do, no pressure to do it if you don’t want to participate! πŸ™‚








31 Day Blog Challenge: Where I Want To Be In 10 Years

I could go on and on and on about how I want a little farm house, land, animals, etc. But honestly at the end of the day, all I want to be is happy and healthy, still running, and with good relationships with Luke and both of our families. I do however, hope that in 10 years my brother in law will no longer be living with us, but at this rate who knows.

Jeez I feel like these past few days of this blog challenge have been super boring. Or maybe I’m just not all that inspired by these topics. Haha oh well.

31 Day Blog Challenge: What Am I Afraid Of?

Hmmm I feel like this post could go a few different ways. I could post a list of the random little things that I’m afraid of (and honestly, that wouldn’t be a long list, I don’t exactly scare easily), or I could talk about my “biggest” fears. But every time I thing about it, my “biggest” fear doesn’t really seem that big. I mean, some people are afraid of dying (while I don’t want to die, I’m not afraid to do it), some are afraid of losing their loved ones (I’ve had enough people close to me die to know that it sucks big time, but I’ve gotten through it every time), some people are afraid of being lost either literally or figuratively (I’m pretty confident in my ability to find my way to where ever I’m going if I were to literally get lost. Plus that’s just a fun adventure. Figuratively, I’ve never really known where I’m going in life, and I’m pretty much ok with that).

Those are just some things that actually seem “big” and “important”, ya know? My biggest fear just seems silly in comparison. I’m afraid of small spaces and “not being able to get away”. They kinda go hand in hand I suppose. Because if I was ever stuck in a small space, I probably wouldn’t be able to get away. So being trapped in a pile of rubble or something like that would literally be the worst thing in the world for me. I’ve legit been on the verge of a panic attach when being playfully held down and tickled. I can’t even wear hoodies to bed because they are too confining. IΒ always have to feel like I can get away and that I’m not trapped.

One year when I was a kid, I went to spelunking camp with some of my friends. So we spent a whole week exploring in caves. Holy cow that was one of the most stressful weeks of my life haha. I mean, I did have fun, but being underground, not being able to see the sky, crawling through tiny spaces. *shudder* I’m never doing that again!

31 Day Blog Challenge: Favorite Childhood Book

I’ve actually still got my favorite childhood books! And I’ve also considered re-reading them for the billionth time. It’s been a few years (more like 14-15 years haha). I don’t know, I just think it would be fun to dive back into the Little House world!

Anyway, I’ve always been a series girl, even when I was a kid. I just like sticking with characters and story lines for the long haul. So the Little House series was perfect for my little 3rd grade self! I did countless book reports and reading projects on these books. In 5th grade we even did a project where we had to make a doll of our favorite book project, so of course I chose Laura Ingalls. πŸ™‚

So there you have it, my favorite childhood books. I really wish I had a more exciting story for them, but whatevs.

What’s your favorite childhood book?