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12 utterly useless facts about me Friday.

This is a blatant rip-off of Ali’s post today – it made me laugh so hard, I just had to write one myself 😉 Some random and utterly useless facts about me on this fine FEF!

I seriously KEEP watching this video and laugh hysterically EVERY time. I first saw it at the gym yesterday and laughed like a fool while on the ‘mill (speed walking, mind you, not running, even though I wanted to!!), then again with M, as I showed him after the gym, then re-laughed at it IMing portions of it back and forth with Jess, and then AGAIN laughed at it with M as we were drifting off to sleep.

On that note, ever start laughing at something completely ridiculous and not even that funny, yet you find it utterly hilarious and can’t even stop laughing to explain why you are laughing? Happens to me far too often. Bonus points if it happens with my sisters, and we each know what we are laughing at by our facial gestures and guffaw and arm motions, but can’t spit the words out. Sister intuition 😉

I HATE when the sheets aren’t tucked in on the bed. Don’t even get me started if the bottom of the sheets and comforter slide off the bed in any form or fashion. I will get up at 2 am and retuck the sheets. (before M and I moved in together, his bed was always a shitshow and I literally had to make his bed before I could sleep in it. LOL)

I hate when people whistle. M whistles and it is one thing that irritates me. Yet he’s actually a really good whistler. Nice and strong. LOL. But I still hate it.

I hate when I can’t type for sh*t. Like, every third word is mispelled because I am typing too fast, or the words are typed with random spaces, lik ethis. OMG it drives me batty, yet I can’t stop myself from typing slowe rso it doesn’t happe nagain. Gah! 😉

I LOVE using QTips. It feels so good. Yes, I’m weird. And yes I know I’m not supposed to clean my ears with them. But, pray tell, what ARE you supposed to use them for, then??

I also love rubbing my eyes. But can only do that when my contacts are out, and then, game on, I can rub my eyes for a solid 5 minutes and it feels *almost* as good as using QTips.

I can’t swim. But we kinda knew this already.

I have a cleaning ritual. I clean our apartment top to bottom once a week (with mini cleanings throughout the week, of course). I ALWAYS start and end the same way. I can’t start in the middle, and I can’t skip a step, except juuuust one. Wrapping the chord around the vacuum when I am done (I know I have mentioned this before!). I abhor it. Almost always time it so M is still home and he can do it for me, or else I do it begrudgingly. Because Lord knows I couldn’t LEAVE the vacuum out all day.

I hate when my work email has a scroll bar. I file my emails as soon as I am done with whatever task is in said email. When I have a scrollbar, I have FAR too many things to do, and my goal each week is to shut down my computer with *no* scrollbar in my email. Yes, this is extremely type A.

I HATE lingering food smells. As in, the failed attempt at crab bisque M made last night that stunk up our apartment and lingered all night and this morning until aforementioned cleaning ritual commenced. Drives me absolutely bonkers. Who wants to wake up in the middle of the night and smell…crab? Gag. I legit tell M not to make fish when I am not home because he never turns the fan on to ventilate if I am not home 😉 #obsessmuch

I love house hunting…and it reminds me of the game the Sims. Just me? No? LOL. But truly, I do love looking at houses and dreaming up how it would look if I lived there. And – nice segue – M and I are looking at houses this weekend! I am sooooooo excited. We truly can’t move till at least June, with our lease, but it never hurts to start a smidge early, right?! 😉

So what about you…anything random you feel like sharing? I’m looking forward to a fantastic weekend, filled with house hunting, a night out with a hot man (it’s M, just so we’re clear – LOL), Sunday Funday AND teaching my very first barre n9ne intensive (1 hr 15 mins of pure sweatastic awesomeness!!!). Happy weekend friends!!

Summer…quite simply.

Summer…quite simply…

is not over. (because I will hold on for dear life until I absolutely cannot hold on much longer.

is a time where I now sit and reflect on the past few months of absolute joy, happiness and fun, and think back to this time last year, and the year before that, and the year before that.

truly the best times of my life. 

and it’s just the beginning (that’s the best part).

so now, I plan to take a step back – waaayyy back – and breathe it all in, all three glorious weekend days long.

(and live the shit out of it)

back next week with some epiphanies and a retrospective.

Summer…quite simply, is meant for bare feet. This picture really does say it all, doesn’t it?


Cheers to a long weekend, enjoy the shit out of it too, will ya? 

FEF: what I’m loving.


Or – finally effing Friday.

Yes, folks, I am crawling into Friday today. And the sentiment seems to be overwhelmingly similar, whereever I look. Longest.Week.Ever.

Perhaps it is the #lakation that is taunting me (Wednesday night- Sunday!!).

Or the humidity that is effing up my running mojo.

Or the fact that as of tomorrow, I will have taught 7 b9 classes and my legs are on fi-ya. #hurtssogood!


I personally love the quickie ‘Friday Five’ ‘Things I’m loving’ ‘Friday Fun” type posts that I’ve been reading today so I’m throwing another one of these together cuz it’s what’s swirling. Go with it, shall we?

I’m loving all things subbed-with-Chobani lately. (of course, we must include a foodie ‘love’ in this post!)

Like this amazingly delish egg salad. Rather than mayo, I used plain Chobani greek yogurt. Oh Em. Gee.

Egg Salad Extraordinaire! (not even being dramatic…THAT GOOD).

I also ate Chobani as a snack this week and added a tsp of nutella in it and Oh. Em. Gee. X1000. Di-Vine. (but THESE concoctions look even better! MUST visit Christine and go to Chobani SoHo!).

I’m loving seeing what I refer to as ‘running angels’ on this week’s runs.

Given humidity is in high effect right now, several of my runs were downright brutal. Completely mental. But every time I run past these two elderly women on a certain stretch of road (they always end up about half mile from each other, they must do their morning walks at the same time or something), they always smile, wave, and say hello. And that truly makes my run improve immensely. So I have started calling them my running angels because when I see them, I stand a little taller, run a little faster and smile and wave right back. And then I’m perked up enough to finish out my run strong. #itsthelittlethings

I’m loving my sisters and my niece. As always. More than ever. 

First of all, just LOOK at that face. I just want to kiss it and snuggle! She looks so much like Jen right now, it’s ridiculous. And warms my heart every single time.

I die of cuteness overload. ❤

My sisters, well, what can I say? I had such a fun sister/niece night about a week ago with Jen and Isabel and the little moments are just the best. Her SECOND birthday is coming up (!) and I’ve already snagged the cutest outfits from Rue La La, not to mention other toys I am conniving 😉 She will be spoiled and there’s nothing more to say than that. As for Jess? Well, the more we learn about our own capabilities as barre n9ne instructors, runners, and working on that elusive thing called balance, the more we – for lack of a better term – balance each other out. More than ever, we are helping smack each other into reality when we OATT too much, fret over something that really doesn’t even need fretting over (yes, I am using the word fret, what of it?), and just trust and believe in ourselves and each other. I’m looking forward to a sister ‘date’ tonight with her and I think it will be fabulous (there will be wine involved, I mean, how could it *not?*).

M’s ability to ‘stand me.’

Given aforementioned longest.week.ever, I’ve been, shall we say, a tad bit grouchy. Yet it never ceases to amaze me how M just rolls with the (proverbial!) punches. If I bitch about socks in the corner, he shakes his head (and then puts them away), if I complain that he made a mess in the kitchen, he laughs it off (and then offers to clean, which I decline, because he just made dinner and I’m just being a brat). And when I tell him that I don’t know how he ‘stands me’ sometimes, he tells me ‘I stand you because I love you. More than anything.’

Swoon. (and I broke my rule about talking about M here, but sometimes, I just can’t help it <3).

Last, but not least, I am loving that this week is just about over. 

I know, I know, stop can’t waiting. But sometimes you just gotta give in to it and work for the weekend. And that, my friends, is exactly what I am doing. Finishing out the day and then amped for a jam packed but fabulous weekend ahead. Teaching 3 barre n9ne classes, another wedding with M (yay, I love dressing up!) and #sundayfunday of course.

Happy weekend, friends, and I hope you embrace every second just like I plan to 😉 Finally Effing Friday!!

Things I’m loving Friday…simply.

I had this whole draft post started on unexpected occurrences that happened this week and why I’m loving them.

But then.

Do you ever re-read something and think it just sounds too boring/rambly/too surfaced and scratch that? Well, that’s what I did today. Because while the things I’m loving today haven’t changed from the post I started, how I want to portray them, did.

So…things I’m loving Friday…simply.

#Fitdate with besties that care, ‘get’ me and vice versa. Fit in several of these this week – unexpectedly – with Steph and my sis, and it made each class, each run that much more fun, sweaty, and memorable.


Funday Monday fancy schmancy dinner for two…grilled salmon and the best scallops M has ever made – it was one of those Mondays we just NEEDED. Unexpected, perfect, just us, talking, enjoying.


Not unexpected at all, I realize. But. Oatmeal. I just can’t quit you. Especially with fresh berries? #drool


Teaching a butt-load of classes. Between yesterday and Monday, I will have taught 8 classes (hadn’t realized how many extras I tacked on, subbing for other instructors). It. Never. Gets. Old. #lovinglife


This man. It was kind of a strange week, I feel like we were almost ships in the night on several occasions, but then I realized how many perfect moments we had this week and I felt even more lucky to have such a man in my life, and so many opportunities to share so much of our lives together. From running, to friends, to vacations, to family, to living together. It’s a blessing and sometimes I unexpectedly realize that in simple moments like last night, over a snuggle in silence.


This week, I had SO much to look forward to. I celebrated #littlethings each day and even with that? I unexpectedly realized even more things that make me happy, that make me realize how incredibly blessed I am, and that make me want to keep doing what I’m doing, in life, in fitness, and in work. Life, my friends, is quite simply…unexpectedly good. In so many ways. Take time to count those little blessings, you’ll be amazed at what pops up sometimes.

Cheers friends, to a beautiful weekend ahead, and the perfect mix of planned/unplanned. Needed. 

On any given run (with M).

On any given run (with M) inspired by one of my best runs in quite a long time (fitting given yesterday’s post, huh?). One of those could-run-forever runs. One of those, wow-my-legs-feel-awesome runs. One of those BUNNY SIGHTING runs! (given we live in ‘squirrel-ville <–M’s technical term for it – this was a rare, beautiful, fluffy, wanna-pat-it sighting!)

On any given run (with M)…

…he’ll probably hop like a gazelle over a branch or a curb and I’ll give him the ‘show-off’ evil-eye-glare (when really, I love that he runs so happy. I need to take a page from his book!)

…he’ll stop if I need to catch my breathe, but he’ll keep me going and push me when I want him to (and sometimes, even when I don’t).

…he may blame a fart on a duck quack (note: we don’t live near any ducks…#justsayin).

…he’ll sing songs, or make up a song, like ‘running with a backpack on….oooh oooh, running with a backpack on…’ <-backpack is code for ‘gotta go to the bathroom ifyaknowwhatimean (TMI alert!)

…he’ll make me laugh when I might struggle, recite the pledge of allegiance (complete with hand over heart), or just about anything to make me laugh and focus less.

…he’ll slow down to my pace when he starts creeping past me too far (even if I have to remind him sometimes)…and sometimes, I’ll attempt to race HIM at the end of our run (he loves that. Not.)

…he’ll ‘people watch’ and start looking to the left or the right at a house or a yard or whatever it may be and get so distracted that he almost twists his ankle. True story. Happens far too frequently, and he’s definitely rolled his ankle before this way! (I swear, he’s an 8 year-old boy at heart sometimes! So curious!)

…he’ll point out the houses he wants to buy, and we’ll daydream about our yard, and our porch, and having a drink on the patio (mind you, these houses are million dollar+ homes…as if *that’s* affordable…but that’s what daydreaming is for, right?!)

…he’ll run next to me and slide his hand over my butt and pretend he’s not copping a feel, just ‘pushing me along’ (smooth move, Paco).

…he’ll always run with me. Even if he was planning to go to the gym. My ever-loyal running partner that he is.

And no matter what? He runs happy. He runs with me. He runs for me more often than not (before we met, he wasn’t a runner, more of a walk/runner). He’s bloomed into a strong, speedy, happy runner before my eyes and I truly think he’s a natural. And I’m lucky enough to have him as my running partner, and my partner in life. What could be better than that? 

Happy weekend friends, make it a good one. Cheers!