She who goes to the physical trainer first thing in the morning should be rewarded with great sums of cash.
[I know, I know, it's good for me, I agreed, it's my fault, I get it. Still. Cash. I'll take 50s.]
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Health, stealth, and the exploration of the wide-open-but-sometimes-craggy-and-hard-to-navigate landscape of having a body, a mind, and something else none of us can put a finger on but oh do we try. (And, also, sometimes, frogs, punk rock, and unsolicited advice.)
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Some of my work
- Article on getting healthy
- Essay on transformation
- Interview with doctor on "food as medicine"
- Interview with SARK
- On being a single gal
- On being taught how to play basketball in the parking lot of a Baltimore apartment complex
- On disappointment
- On how doing the dishes saved my life
- On learning to salsa dance
- On living the illuminated life
- On living well
- On navigating turbulence
- On the art of worry
- Poem: "At Sea"
- Poem: "The Great Fire" (published in The Sun magazine)
2 comments:
I so wish I had it in me to do the same. Is it possible that I can get fit just by living vicariously through you?
I still can't do it either! But now I have a gym actually in my apartment building so no excuses for me! :)
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