I realized how very few times in my life I've actually allowed myself to fail at anything.
I have tried nearly every other form of exercise I can think of. Weight lifting. Boot camp. Running. Hiking. Walking. Yoga. Pilates. Swimming. Even Tai Chi! I like them for a session or two. I think with that bootcamp workout, I actually stuck it out for a solid month, but that was a long time… Continue reading (Not Quite) Everything you need to know about working through the trials of opening up, I learned through crossfit
"...how we internalize [hurt feelings] to send us a message about what our relationship(s) mean to our partner(s) can sometimes be more destructive than [they] need to be. "
I'm going to attempt to synthesize six months of training into one blog post for the purpose of creating a baseline language between myself and my readers and/or clients on what the seven levels of energy are, what they really mean, and why it matters.
I want to do it again. I want to understand why last night my tolerance for pain was so high I couldn't feel any of it; where other nights the sting of a slap on the ass makes the walls turn white.
In which I learn to reframe a particularly rude and infuriating question that gets asked at every family function.
Felicia LOVES to say she'll start things tomorrow and then find an excuse not to.