Tonsillitis is (mostly) gone; Time to pick up my licorice stick and (gulp) relearn to play…

I hate how I get in the determined mood to do something, or re-do something, and suddenly I'm sick. But I've said that one before, so I won't re-hash it. My throat is finally doing better. I haven't been sneezing or coughing nearly as much (and if I do, it's first thing in the morning … Continue reading Tonsillitis is (mostly) gone; Time to pick up my licorice stick and (gulp) relearn to play…

I Can Be Afraid and Angry, Even When I Don’t Know Where to Set It.

I probably could've jumped on the #metoo bandwagon while it was still rolling strong, but I wanted to listen more than anything. I wanted to understand, because when it comes to social skills, I have few. Then the texts came this morning. Maybe it's some twisted coincidence, but 10 has become a cursed number for … Continue reading I Can Be Afraid and Angry, Even When I Don’t Know Where to Set It.

Getting that strength training in (even that naughty core, because you’re screwed if you don’t).

I had a ton of fun getting back into what I really wanted to do this week: kickboxing. I also said "what the hell" and went into Jiu-Jitsu right after. After two weeks away from my fave punching bags and snarky partners in crime, I found myself amazed that I didn't miss much as far … Continue reading Getting that strength training in (even that naughty core, because you’re screwed if you don’t).

Keeping the peace or burning bridges

A few days ago I got to thinking about this concept after reading and responding to a few other bloggers in our crazy fun world. What got me thinking hard was where I am now and where I've always been. And how the hell I'm gonna get away from it. That might require some gasoline and kindling to burn some bridges that might need burning...