We stopped as a gust of fresh wind ripped over our bodies, like a moving shadow.Noon on Saturdays.After a while, I could see it was bigger than him.
I’m not doing it without carbs
Stress belly, sugar belly, dairy belly, Aunt Flow belly, sad belly, gluten free belly. I listen to her churn after I overeat. I pat her after a workout as if she isn't the same as yesterday. I give her carbs to satisfy the 1st trimester lookalike growing from my mid-section. She shrinks in the morning,… Continue reading I’m not doing it without carbs
I’m not doing it without coffee
I would liken my coffee ritual to an ancient tea ceremony, minus the guests. It begins with my thermos. The thermos allows me to sip without reheating. I’m so accustomed to having a rushed, frantic schedule that part of the ritual has been savoring each moment of lessened brain fog; to relish in having the… Continue reading I’m not doing it without coffee
I still don’t get it 