Nervous to Break

One November, when I was 16 years old, I got my drivers license. My dad bought me a car from his buddy and I started to drive myself to school every day, begrudgingly. 11 days after I got the car, I was driving to school on a cold morning. I merged on to the freeway … More Nervous to Break

Boy Oh Boy

Part 8: The next bump in the road of my fitness journey happened to be a boy. I had not had any boyfriends or time consuming distractions quite like this before. At the time I was 25 and he was a few years younger than me. If you’ve ever dated before, you’ll know that early … More Boy Oh Boy