Bend it like Beckham
We haven’t done many classes with Eli. Besides baby sign language and African dancing. I mean, it is Boulder, after all. But all that changed today with soccer class! It started off well with Eli crying & screaming when I…
How my perky girls scored me some caramels
My friend Jen needed a model without, in her words, “big saggy boobs”. I needed new headshots. We traded services and it was a win-win for all involved. Especially because Jen takes amazing photos and the client of hers that…
And it was all yellow
One of my worst fears came true the other day. I was heading out on my bike to pick up Eli and decided to take a different route to shave off a couple of minutes. As I started out into…
Handstands, you shall be mine
We’ve been doing a lot of handstand push-up work at the shop lately and I had a minor breakthrough the other day. After kicking up to the wall into a handstand, I was able to lower my head and then…
Kick Start my heart (and my running)
I decided it was finally time to (wo)man up and give back. So I applied to be a Personal Motivator with the Skirt Sports Kick Start Colorado program and was accepted. Kick Start is an amazing program that provides beginning…
Planting seeds in April snow
March may be the snowiest month in Colorado but April features the sneakiest snow. Probably because it goes from 73 degrees one day to 23 degrees the next. Everyone is ready for spring and yet Mother Nature has to be…
Project 365: Q1 Update
Out of the 97 days so far this year, there are two that I missed in my quest to take a photo a day. Not bad. And actually better than I thought I’d be doing at this point. (This is…
Worms and mindfulness
I’m writing this to remind myself that even when I think I’m being a bad parent, there are lessons & adventures aplenty. Yesterday was an interesting one on the bike path. After a day of rain, the precipitation had stopped…
Two years ago I was on a morphine drip.
Drifting in & out of brief sleep, recovering from a major surgery and wondering if I was ever going to figure out breastfeeding. This year, I’m hanging out with him. It was worth it. Happy day of birth buddy. Let’s…
I smell a tradition. Or maybe that’s just the sulfur.
You might remember a little hot springs trip we took last year over St. Patrick’s Day weekend. It was basically awesome. Well, by the luck of the Irish (but really just our super-organized & forward-thinking friend Lesley), we were able…