This past weekend, we had plans to go camping to celebrate our 5th anniversary. The day before we were going to leave, we double checked the weather, and found out temps were going to dip well into the ’30s at … Continue reading
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101 recipes. 101 miles. 101 appears to be my number for the summer.
Two weeks ago, my little sister and I woke up, glued our rears to our bike seats, and biked 101 miles on the White Pine Trail– a former railroad that runs from Cadillac to Comstock Park (just north of Grand Rapids).Our first stop–12 miles in. Awake yet?!
At 9 am, we were 30 miles into our ride–Reed City.
When we reached Big Rapids, we had to get off the trail and bike the road to avoid unpaved trail. 35 miles later, we made it to Howard City. LUNCH. 72 miles down. Many thanks to Bob for meeting us along the way to cheer and deliver food. Cedar Springs. So close. Here, our dear aunt and uncle joined us to bike the last 15 miles of our day. Having them there made the miles fly by much faster.
This adventure is one I wouldn’t trade. I got to conquer something pretty big with my little sister. I’m so proud of her for the ways she challenged herself to make it to the end of the ride. Thanks for the adventure, Abby! Looking forward to many, many more.
I’m in town for a weekend. Not traveling. Staying put. What joy! Instead of spending Friday evening in the car, as I have the last 3 weeks, I stayed home, baked bread, enjoyed my back porch, and did some yoga.
I’ve been intrigued by yoga for a year and a bit now. I’m not particularly dedicated. I’m not particularly amazing. But that’s not the point. I like it. How it feels. I like the juxtaposition of effort and peacefulness. And the way my body sighs after a good stretch. How strong I feel in certain poses. That’s what yoga is about. Not judging yourself or anyone else. Relaxing into the process. Observing. And dismissing. Not dwelling or obsessing.
I have discovered Dave Farmar podcasts. This could get dangerous. I did this one. It’s only 20 minutes long. Perfect for a quick evening strength session, with relaxation at the end. You can download other (longer) podcasts for free from itunes.
I discovered that my mat needs a bath. In the worst way. Here’s how!
These no-bake energy bites look pretty awesome. I want to try them.
There is power in doing. Just start. Whatever your goal is, just start. A wise roommate once said, “Don’t think, just do.” Lindsey Lewis shares how to maintain a home yoga practice.
Try this for breakfast: banana bread batter instant steel cut oats. I love any kind of quick bread batter. And can’t wait to try this recipe. Just have to procure some steel cut oats. Maybe I’ll try it with regular oats. Think it would work? Stay tuned!
I wanna know: Do you ever do yoga? Or do you avoid it like the plague?