Running. Vegetables. Yoga. Health. Lunacy.

I’m just going to start reblogging my “I hate treadmills” post every time I travel. So pretty much every week. 

But seriously,

I hate treadmills.

“If it feels like something that might make other people nervous, you’re running.”

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This looks awesome. But I never think enough/have the time to make pretty water drinks, I just refill my nalgene and truck it out the door.

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girllookitthatbody-ahh:

Nike Shorts & Abs

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Train for a triathlon, they said. 

It’ll be fun, they said. 

You can’t just run all the time, they said. 

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So I had a crappy day, on top of an exhausting week (was in California, delayed flights, got back super late, got yelled at for a few things that were in no way my fault, am overwhelmed by the amount of work I’m supposed to be doing, etc). I was out doing basic errands after work and was texting Vaughn and out of nowhere he asked when the last time I’d gone running was. And I thought about it and realized that I hadn’t gone running—or done any sort of exercise at all—since Tuesday morning. At which point he said, “Okay, I’m not talking to you again until you’ve gone running. Text me in a few hours.” And I went home, put away my groceries, put on my running shoes, knocked out a solid six miles, and suddenly all is right with the world. 

Love that kid.

Especially treadmills in dinky little hotel exercise rooms.

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Chickpeas are my new favorite thing. Next to edamame.

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