Fitbit: My Shamespiration

Oh, Fitbit. You may be small, but your ability to make me feel inadequate knows no bounds.   Let's examine how an object that weighs an ounce can impact my day. 5:30AM: Get up. 5:31AM: Coffee Repeat. Repeat. Feed cats and dogs. Coffee. 6:22AM: Glance at Fitbit, smugly judging me…

The misery of dieting.

I began the Spring Pre-Running Diet. I will fist fight for: pizza, cheese, spicy tuna sushi rolls, cheeseburgers, fried anything, milkshakes, ice cream, pie, waffles, or cake. I will also, at the minimum, wrestle for pancakes, steak, eggs with actual cheese, a bucket of ketchup, mayo on a shoe, bread,…

Send Egg Recipes.

I'm on a super complicated diet this Spring. It's mostly eggs, hot sauce, and eggs. Regardless, I'm asking the internet and my bookfriends if you have any recipes pertaining to the following food items: Eggs. Veggies, preferably a huge amount. I'm also doing a LOT of pushups, so anything that…