The Impossible: We got out the door without one. single. fight between mom and dad. It was as if the universe aligned and threw us the most perfect curve ball. We are usually all grenades and HIIT combat kicks over here when we are trying to leave for a trip. By the time we are in
It’s 2013, and I’m three months pregnant with my first baby. One of our wedding “Give the couple advice!” (from two years earlier) postcards spontaneously shows up in our mailbox. I curiously turn the picture of us dressed up in our wedding clothes around to see who had decided to write a message all these months later.
Working out made me miserable. “Running makes me feel so happy.” I called bullcrap to that and everyone who said it. Running, or any other exercise (besides tennis…tennis is good) makes me feel annoyed at my lungs in the moment and mad at my legs the next day. I tried everything. Lifting, zumba, running, classes, outside routines, gymnastics