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I hate goals. I hate the word. I hate the premise. Maybe it comes from reading self-help books when I was younger. Every one of them said the same thing: You NEED goals! They need to be SMART! Anyone without goals is LOST! SET your goals! WRITE them down! LOOK at them every day! If … Read more
I’ve tried them all. Strawberry. Raspberry. Blackberry. Artisan berry blends that cost more than smashed berries have any business costing. And yet, I keep coming back to the same thing: Grape jelly. Not jam. Not preserves. Jelly. Gelatinous. Purple. Perfect. Every once in a while, I convince myself that I should upgrade. Maybe develop a … Read more
For years, I hid behind fitness. I trained constantly. I obsessed over food. I consumed an absurd amount of fitness content—and bought an absurd number of fitness courses. My poor wallet. I even worked as a personal trainer for a while (no, not a job I would recommend). I skipped opportunities because they might interfere … Read more