Can I blame the lack of a post update on “more doing, less talking?” Sort of. This is a blog about my writing life, of which healing my body is only a part of, and there’s been a whole lot of writing going on. It’s time to update the site for a new book coming out. ...
And it’s hard to write about being happy ‘Cause all that I get I find that happiness is an extremely uneventful subject – Florence + The Machine, No Choir My days have settled into a new kind of clockwork, a healthy rhythm that feels calm. In fact, what follows may be ...
It’s nice that restaurants, when one orders sparkling water, bring a bottle of Perrier and lime in a wine glass. The presentation is as sensory as the splurge on a nice vintage for the table. It helps. But man, I miss drinking. I’m far from the first writer who likes a good bourbon. ...
One week into Optavia, I’m forced to realize this weight isn’t going to actually slide off. I used to imagine that gelatinous cellulite could be metabolically heated into a biosilky oil that progressively liquified into sweaty salt secreted through the glands in all the sweaty ...
At the moment, I’m noticing how the melted vegan butter spread swirls with warm strawberry jam in the crusty holes of my toasted baguette breakfast. I don’t usually eat in the morning other than coffee with almond milk but later today my first box of Optavia food comes in and ...
Starting off with a Runner’s Log: Day 3 of #100runningdays and today was a tough one. Maybe they all will be. My body is feeling the soreness from having run; getting out bed was achy from the first movement. My routine was wonky. And then, after dropping off my son at work, I felt that ...
