Tag perimenopause
Have you ever had a day when the thought of working out is unbearable and nothing seems to go right? Thankfully, those days have been few and far between lately – until yesterday. It was one of those days… Continue Reading →
Despite an ongoing battle with lupus, a year ago I said screw it and signed up for a half marathon. My episodes of pericarditis (inflammation of the lining of my heart causing chest pain and fluid buildup) were under control… Continue Reading →
It blows my mind that I haven’t consistently lifted weights since my senior year in college. Despite understanding and experiencing the benefits firsthand, I spent decades neglecting this essential form of training. Sure, I dabbled on and off throughout the… Continue Reading →
Why is my body rebelling against me? This frustrating thought frequents my mind – especially throughout these past two years as if somehow, my lupus symptoms were my body’s way of saying “screw you“ while purposely spiting me with illness…. Continue Reading →
A big misconception is that you need to be motivated to get rolling. You don’t. Research shows that motivation follows action, not the other way around. You don’t need to feel good to get going, you need to get going… Continue Reading →
I’m not going to lie, this new endeavor of following a strict nutritional protocol to heal my lupus can be downright frustrating at times. My goal is always to be transparent and real, so I will start by saying last… Continue Reading →
I’ve heard it said a million times that perspective is everything. Although we may not always be able to control our circumstances, we can learn to control how we react to them. I love the way that sounds, but to… Continue Reading →
Do you ever look closely at yourself in the mirror or scrutinize a photo and find yourself being hyper critical of every inch of your face and body? Has your inner dialogue ever sounded something like this — “I hate… Continue Reading →
A post from two years ago recently popped up in my feed and in it I spoke about how it had been two weeks since my very first diagnosis with Covid. I mentioned how it kicked my ass with exhaustion,… Continue Reading →
Last week was a terrible week for running. Every morning my entire body hurt, so it took me forever to get going. My muscles and joints ached. It seemed as if every inch of my body was stiff and sore…. Continue Reading →