This gif reminds me of my Dad and one of our last silly memories about a Halloween card in CVS. Must reblog.
Tag: MLvulnerability
6 years
Today is 6 years since I lost my Dad due to complications of gastric bypass surgery.
6 years is 1/5 of my life thus far.
There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t reach for my phone to call him. SO much has changed in my life and my world these past 6 years. I wish I could share my happiness, success and accomplishments with him. He was always my biggest cheerleader, now he’s my guardian angel.
I just went back to look over posts from this day since I’ve been on tumblr
And here are some posts from my throwback blogspot
RDJ 4.25.49 – 11.18.07
Awesome shirt I got this weekend that combines 3 things I love: Long Island, Dunkin Donuts, and orange. Plus the proceeds go to Sandy Relief
WIW
182.4
Down about 2 pounds from last week. In part to stepping up my running/working out, in part to the Shakeology 7 day challenge, but mostly in part to still being floored that a new awesome guy I recently met/ have gone out with lost his dad at the Navy Yard shooting.
It’s with a heavy heart I share that my friend Chris’s dad, Michael Arnold, was among the victims of the Navy Yard shooting yesterday. Please keep him and the Arnold family in your thoughts and prayers. http://bigstory.ap.org/article/navy-yard-shooting-victims-had-long-careers-there
Chris was just showing me pictures and telling me about the plane him and his dad were working on. This is unimaginable…
After a terrible day, I went for a run last night even though it was dark out. And while I’m not a fan of running around Battery Park when the sun goes down, (note: never go alone after hours!) I knew a quick run was the only thing that was ease my mind. I felt somewhat better after a 30 minute run and I chatted with one of my best friends on the phone on my walk back to my apartment – laughter is the best cure after a bad day! On my walk back, I noticed tons of people were taking pictures. That’s not unusual for FiDi – a popular tourist area – but at 8pm it was odd.
I looked up and was stunned by the beauty. Something that stands for so much yet it’s so simple and calm. And just like that, there was a simple reminder that my bad day wasn’t so bad after all. My mood changed from stress to peaceful as I stood taking pictures in silence with the rest of FiDi. I say this all the time but in order to really appreciate this life, especially in New York, you have to look up. Never take it – or a single day – for granted.
Refocusing
Weight Today: 187.0
I have fallen off the wagon since early July. Thankfully I’ve only put on about 4 pounds in that time period, but I feel soft and weak. I’m also 12 lbs heavier than my lowest weight (LA Marathon, March 2012) which really frustrates me.
I need to get back to where I was and remember where I still want to go.
Despite it being a holiday weekend I have a pretty quiet schedule so I hope to use this weekend to start getting back on track.
- I miss being the girl who can run 5 miles without thinking about it.
- I miss being the girl had amazing will power against sweets and junk.
- I miss being the girl who didn’t care about her clothes because she felt confident in everything she wore
- I miss being the girl who could comfortably fit in all the clothes in her closet
- I miss being the girl that motivated others to be fit and healthy
- I miss being the girl who was in control on her life
Best. Date. Ever.
I went on the best date of my life last night with a friend’s friend who just moved to DC. We clicked instantly, he told me repeatedly that I was beautiful, we had so much in common, shared personal stories, and already made plans to hangout again.
Oh I should mention my date was with gay guy (which I knew), but I’m excited to be best friends with him.
I’ve actually been dating up a storm storm lately – 4 different guys this month, but none of them have made the cut. So it was nice to really connect with someone on so many levels last night, even in a non-romantic sense.
I forget how tall I really am compared to other women. I know I’m tall, but I don’t realize what a freakazoid I really look like, as seen in his candid shot.
Back at square one
I got back to insanity last night. I almost jumped back into a day 59 of month 2 workout, but I thought after 2 weeks off that could be bad. So instead I did the fit test and it was ROUGH. SO Instead of picking back up at day 50, I’m back at day 1, well today will be day 2.
To quote Chumbawamba: I get knocked down, but I get up again. You’re never gonna keep me down.



