And now for a Chubby Jones first: I had the pleasure of interviewing health, fitness, and nutrition expert, Yuri Elkaim. The former pro soccer player is also the New York Times best selling author of The All-Day Energy Diet and The All-Day Fat Burning Diet.
I know that, like me, a lot of runners got into the Couch to 5k program as part of an exercise and diet plan – so I wanted to ask Yuri for his expert advice to help aid us in our health goals. He provided some great info, including ways to exercise smarter, things to avoid, and the best news about carbs I’ve heard in a long time (and gives me the perfect excuse to use my Oprah gif again)
It’s my 35th birthday today and to celebrate, I figured I’d pass along my New Chapter Jams mixtape since I can’t pass cake through the internet. To anyone else celebrating a birthday today (and all other days), I wish you a year of great things, amazing music and lots of happiness.
By the time this post goes up, I’ll be back home in Chicago visiting family for the first time since November. I’m not sure if I ever ended up saying this on here, but I definitely remember being on the phone with my stepmom at a time I was feeling overwhelmingly lonely, telling her how weird it was for me to really feel homesick for the first time in my life and missing some people more than you ever thought you would when you finally have the opportunity to.
So this homo is going sweet home-o and leaving you with this mix tape to (hopefully) enjoy this weekend.
I was making dinner last night, watching “Best Ink” (I actually do kind of love that show even if the idea of a tattoo “challenge” scares the shit out of me) and for some reason, it occurred to me how badly I let my ex treat me, how much she wanted me to completely devalue myself and how far down the self-loathing shame spiral she had already gotten me to go.
If this were the early 90’s and she were a dude – she’d be exactly what Lifetime Movies were made of. A less physically-violent, equally soul-crushing Fred Savage to my Candace Cameron in “No One Would Tell“.
The weirdest part is: With my hair dyed blonde the way it is, it would only need to grow into a shag cut for this to kind of look exactly like my ex and I.
What made me the most sad was how long I let this bitch stick around – particularly in my headspace. I thought I was stronger than that – even if I can admit now that the red flags at the beginning were ignored because I loved her dog too much to let go of the relationship. As embarrassing as that is to admit, it’s absolutely true and now you know the way to keep me in a bad relationship is to woo me with your adorable dog. Of course, now that I’ve got my own adorable pooch, I’ll consider Marshall my heart guard dog.
So I guess my final thought is: If your “boo” starts treating you so badly that you are embarrassed to tell your friends about things they have said to you or things they have done, it’s time to get the fuck out of that relationship and I mean run don’t walk and then party like R. Kelly (minus the pee part unless you are into that and have lots of extra sheets).