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Tag Archives: postpartum running
the week in decisions
Bad decision: Digging out a pair of Asics Gel Landreth 6s that I wore twice two years ago and hated. I’ve been waking up with creaky ankles and achy feet and I thought maybe in my weakened (read: fattened) state, … Continue reading
Posted in beer, Life, Running
Tagged crooked tree IPA, fat, I have hog's nipples, postpartum running, turkey chili
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Peepaws watch out
After a hair cut this morning, and then a lawn mower throwing off Queen Baby’s afternoon napping schedule, it didn’t look like I was going to make it out for a run today. Oh, I did manage to take a … Continue reading
Posted in Running
Tagged peepaws, postpartum running, relax i don't really have a kegel weight, shells and cheese
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come with me and walk the longest mile
Editor’s note: It’s 4:45 a.m. Please forgive this hastily thrown together post and see the bigger picture: you complete me. Anyone catch the Walking Dead last night? If you were watching the Grammys instead, well, I just feel sorry for … Continue reading
Posted in music, Running, Uncategorized
Tagged clutch, postpartum running, retarded, treadmill, walking dead
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running update part deux
So I was starting to feel like a major badass this week after going to the gym and run/walking on the treadmill for two days in a row. (Doctor cleared me to run, just told me not to do anything … Continue reading
every day I’m jigglin’
So how’s that running going? The short answer: It’s still not. I see my doctor again Friday, when he will, with hope, clear me to do ACTIVITIES. (Please visualize the word “activities” in 148-point Myspace-esque animated glitter text.) Until then, … Continue reading
take apart your bones and put ‘em back together
So this c-section thingy marks the first time in my life I’ve ever had any surgery beyond your everyday tonsillectomy or wisdom tooth extraction, and it turns out I don’t have the patience or the common sense to allow my … Continue reading
Posted in Life, music, Running, Uncategorized
Tagged brain mush, c-section, I'd kill you for a beer, postpartum running, white stripes
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