Um…come again? Someone asked me what I did yesterday  morning. I relayed to them my typical Sunday rituals: Long run followed by feeding my couch some ass and a side of shopping. I also told them that I  had wanted to run 14km but didn’t make it...

It has been a crazy month here. I was thrown right into the fire, which I love, but I wasn’t so keen on all of the unexpected. Having event after event definitely takes its toll on you. So last week, I had to dig into my closet to find something...

…but apparently all I’ve lost is my sense of humour. I never truly realized just how popular Weight Watchers was until I was successful at it (and then a bit of a failure…). Now, every office I seem to land in has coworkers that are following...

But apparently I can’t change the name of awards that people create. Bah – you all know how I feel about rules. But Sunshine and Sadie received them and passed it along to me. I think it’s awesome that people do that but am always befuddled...

No, this isn’t an admission of fake scale pictures (despite my Photoshop prowess, I don’t think I could *actually* do that…), I’m talking about the ways in which I’ve tried to hide the extra weight that I’ve put on. Only I see the sad...