I don’t know about you, but watching Shalane Flanagan proclaim “fuck yeah” at the New York marathon finish line was, hands down, my favourite moment of this year. Dude, I’m not even American and it was rad as hell. This woman is amazing and strong, and she OWNED that moment that she worked so hard for. In
Tis the season to spice up our pumpkins and eat them at every meal. Let’s run to the pumpkin patch (or, ya know, the grocery store) so we can gorge on this gourd. I hate coffee (yeah, I know- how do I live, etc, etc.), so for the longest time I just didn’t “get” the
I have been trying really hard to not label my food or eating habits. Good food, bad food, junk food, super food, treat meals, vegetarian, omnivore, plant-based. Eating is eating. I find that by labeling my foods – particularly good and bad – creates a sense of guilt, of negative connotation. I’ve written on here
I am a newbie gardener, along with being a freshman blogger and an okayish runner. My partner and I lived in apartments for years and luckily, some of them even had a balcony. I tested my green thumb with container gardening – sprouting some greens, growing some tomatoes, and even picking a few peppers. But
I have always loved the humble banana. I never really appreciated how good it was for me until I started running. Bananas area stable in my diet- right up there with peanut butter! My food guru, Erika – who happens to be one of my bestest friends AND a registered dietitian (seriously, she’s the bomb.