And Don't Come Back...

...until you can speak Finnish (so probably like 2 years?)

Summer Walk

Miles Smiles

Matisyahu

I love him, awful...

Whaaa?

It pretty much figures that I would post about how excited I was about my long awaited return back to running and then something like this would happen-- that's life I guess:)





ps. for the uninitiated, It's BROKEN!

I've Got Fat but I'm not a Father

I'm gettin' my boo-tay back to its pre-baby seksie shape after an almost 7 month workout hiatus. I did walk a bit when pregnant but I couldn't run like I love to do for obvious reasons. This week marks 6 weeks post partum (wow, that went fast!) and my coming out of retirement as it were. I have run 4 days this week and it feels pretty good albeit a bit "loose". The first day I thought my uterus might fall out( it didn't) and it was also a bit odd squeezing into a sportsbra that magically (!) seems two sizes smaller. But, I am all the happier for it, this has been much anticipated, even fantasized about:)
and just because I love this: