I'm being good in that I have been on my trusty Gazelle, yes, the Tony Little Gazelle, JUST ABOUT every day for JUST ABOUT a month. I mean, we all have the occasional day off. I ain't gonna lie.

If it wasn't enough to be in the midst of Doula Certification, I am going to meet with an admission counselor at a massage school this weekend. I would love to see me juggle a school schedule AND expectant mothers! I'm so adventageous! (stay tuned for my nervous breakdown).

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Winter in Michigan is bringing me to my knees. Never in my life have I despised a season as much as the one I am currently in. As a result, I have had a very foul attitude and my attitude has been preventing me from seeing the light at the end of the tunnel. I think it could be the ungodly amounts of snow that is prohibiting me from seeing the light.
Winter in Michigan has made me so desperate that I have been visiting a TANNING SALON! Me!!! TANNING! To give you a clue on how pathetic my need for warmth is, and not my desire for a tan: I slather on a SPF 30, wear a tanktop and shorts, and lie on a towel. God give me WARMTH! (ok, confession: the fake rays have made me look "less dead".) And... YES, it really makes me feel better.
Exercise, goals, fake sun, mixed with the world's best sitcom has pulled me through.
What's been giving you the up & at 'em's?