Cold, cut-up, and dirty—my first Spartan Sprint is in the books!! 5km and 15 obstacles later…
(The only reason I look remotely un-muddy is because the sky was unleashing monsoon-worthy rain for the last half of the track.)
It was really exhausting but a lot of fun. It also informed me, rather unapologetically, that I need to start training a helluva lot harder for Tough Mudder in August.
GPOY: You can take the girl out of the city, but you can’t take the farmer out of the girl.
Sunday post-brunch food coma. Jays won. I’m a happy girl.
8 km in the books…
And imagine that, I feel so much better! Not sure if it’s the endorphins or the fact that it’s short-shorts weather but either way I’ll take it!
GPOY—look, Crossfit is giving me my muscles back!!! AND I’m almost back to my pre-trip around the world weight. Which also means I’m almost ineligible to donate blood once again. (Sorry folks, I’d rather be skinny.) Hope you like my short shorts.
It’s Opening Day. I literally couldn’t wear anything else today. BASEBALL IS BACK, BABY!!!
Keys to getting over a broken heart:
The state I’m in after sushi, wine, and some serious girl time.
