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Let’s just pretend like I have my shit together | September 28th, 2017

Well, hello. It’s been a while, eh? Typical Brooke fashion, for sure, like for-sursies (there’s my college education going to work right there). My plate is full, my cup is constantly runneth-ing over, and life is good. The bad is never actually that bad and is typically things I can easily brush off or just sweep under the rug and leave them to be dealt with later, if I remember. I mean, between raising a human being, both of us being in school and starting a new job I don’t have time for anything that is not serving my life in a positive way. And guys, I’ve gotten so much better about not giving a shit, it’s amazing. I’m letting go of things and situations and just not allowing them to take up like 80% of my life anymore. I have always been and will most likely continue to put other people’s needs and happiness before my own. It’s one of my charming qualities. I will always look for the best in people and want them to be happy no matter what the situation is. And, honestly when you get to a point where you realize that maybe this person or a situation doesn’t even know what will make them happy or what road to take to be happy (without them saying it outright of course), you just have to back off and let someone else take the steering wheel. So here I am getting my Carrie Underwood on and letting Jesus take the wheel. Let’s be honest, I’m a mom and always have that part of my brain on. I want the people I care about to be happy and to live the best life they possibly can and to see all the potential they have. And for everyone to just be fucking nice to one another. I just have a lot of feelings, okay?

So I am now in my third semester back at school and it is going swimmingly. Like the kind of swimming where you’re good, then get a cramp and have that quick flash of where you think you’re drowning. There have been a lot of long and sleepless nights. But, I love all of my classes and my teachers. I have all female teachers and they are all amazing in their own ways. It sounds terrible, but I have yet to find a male teacher that is not a complete asshole or narcissistic douche and made me want to actually stay in their class. My female teachers have all been so badass and motivating, the keep me going. My psych teacher was the worst last year, so bad that I actually dropped the class. I think going forward my goal will be to have my all of my teachers and professors be female for the rest of my academic career. I mean, unless someone knows a guy, then I will take a friendly suggestion. Little miss is also in school and has started Kindergarten. Which, how crazy is that? I have a child in Kindergarten. I never once imagined that I would be in school at the same time as one of own. Aurora is loving it, of course. If you know my child, she is so the opposite of me and actually loves school and looks forward to it. I am definitely going to keep that train going for as long as I can. But, she is also feeling the repercussions of being in school five days a week, for seven hours a day. I am pretty sure this is the most exhausted I have seen my girl. But, again, she is so happy. My favorite part of my days when I have school is when I’m done for the day and I go pick her up and we go do our homework together. My heart is so content and it motivates me so much more to have her by my side. I mean talk about a constant reminder of why I am doing what I am doing. She’s the best and it’s almost gross how much I love her and am obsessed with her, as a mother should be with her child. Talk about being domesticated, in some form, I’ll be cooking dinner and Aurora is at the table doing homework and asking me questions and I fucking love it. Every stress I have goes away in those moments because we have a great life and we are so blessed that we even get to do that. I love us, our life, everything.

Our time together has just become that much more important because, for one, half of the week she is with her dad and secondly I did start a new job that is time consuming in all of the best ways. My mornings start very early, in regards to waking up and then dropping of Ro at school. I tend to get home 12-13 hours which is what is making things difficult but we are starting to get into a rhythm and have a better sense of our schedule and how things will work out. Which, thank god. I have not worked out or been to Crossfit in two months. My priorities have had to shift and unfortunately that took the brunt of it. A lot of my priorities have had to change due to life and all the changes that have occurred. Some of those changes were to my education and the path I am on. Which, for those of you who don’t know I am making my way towards being a nurse. I had to make the hardest decision when it came to school and what made the most sense for my life and where it is right now. I am still 100% in love with fashion and all things product development and FIDM. But, it is currently going on the back burner until I can fully devote myself to it. It was such a heartbreaking decision to make too. My counselor looked at me and dead in the eye and told me I had to make up my mind, in the nicest of ways of course. And I had to do some deep soul searching, as I having been doing a lot of the last two-three months. What it all came down to was that my passion is helping people and I love children. So, for now, that is my focus and I have a long road ahead. I still question if I am making the right decision, but for now it feels like the right decision for me.

So here I am, slowly getting my life back together.

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May 18th | Adventures in Gardening

Crazy weather aside, Spring is here and Summer is coming. Aurora and I have been working hard in our little garden. Every week we are adding more to it and having so much fun working on it together. Last year I didn’t have my expectations incredibly high which left us both pleasantly surprised by how successful some of our plants were. Our Spaghetti Squash gave us the biggest yield followed by our Butternut Squash and Grape Tomatoes. We had purchased six strawberry plants and got very little fruit, but that was to be expected as the plants were small. From doing my research as well, strawberries will have a higher yield each year as they grow. Our watermelon and eggplant seeds didn’t catch nor did the fruit grow very large. Again, no disappointment on our end because we didn’t expect much. Last year we also completed, with the help of Auntie Jenn, building a fire pit in the backyard. So, it was a good trial run for us as we work on our garden and fixing up the yard in whole.

This year though, we have big, big plans and have been slowly chipping away at them. We both have more confidence and are feeling a little more in tuned with the soil and what we needed to do to improve it and the surrounding area. Our strawberry plants lasted through the winter, which was incredible because I did not pay any attention to them other than pulling old leaves out whenever I noticed. So far, we’ve picked 16 strawberries this week over the course of two days as they become ripe. I let Aurora snack on all of them and she said they were sweet, so I will take her word for it. In our huge planters in the front and back yard we’ve planted

  • Spaghetti Squash
  • Butternut Squash
  • Watermelon
  • Pumpkins
  • Cauliflower
  • Green Bell Peppers
  • Jalapenos
  • Carrots
  • Green Peas
  • Green Beans
  • Eggplant
  • Tomatoes: Grape, Roma, Heirloom Brandywine
  • Basil
  • Mint

Seems like a lot, but we have the space for everything. Some of the smaller plants are in table top planter’s since they require such little space. Most of the items are trial runs to see how they do. The squash group I know does well in our soil and have been growing at a pretty good rate, same with the tomatoes, basil and mint. Which by the way basil, mint and tomatoes are so easy and you can trim stems off the plant, toss it in a cup of water and they will sprout roots and you have a new plant to place in the garden. How cool is that? I’ve done this for my mint and basil and I have so many healthy plants that were free. Thanks to Pinterest I found out you could do the same process with tomatoes and am trying it out with the Roma’s, so fingers crossed that works out. Everything from the Cauliflower down to Eggplant is all new pretty much and it’s exciting to see how well some of them are doing while others are just taking their sweet time and really testing my patience. Thanks to the birds we also have random blackberry bushes all around the property and I personally can’t wait for those to be ripe so I can make so jam. It’s the simple things guys, I’m telling you it doesn’t take much to make me feel content and happy.

At the beginning of spring I added some bags of compost and manure to our soil, mixed it in and let it sit for a couple of weeks before adding any plants. Aurora and I also dry out egg shells and blend them up to toss around our plants to get extra nutrients as well as used coffee grounds. Most of the tricks are a huge part to Pinterest and the rest of the credit goes to my Uncles Joe & Johnny. Which, they learned everything they know from my Grandparents, who had gardens for as long as I could remember. My Uncle Johnny owns a nursery in Fort Bragg and is incredibly talented. His nursery and home garden are both so magical and he is amazing at what he does. Same goes for my Uncle Joey, all my memories of Joey growing up will always include him sitting, drinking a bud light and playing guitar and gardening. He builds all his own arbors and I am so envious. His garden this year is insane and I am very thankfully for his patience while I ask a million questions. He also inspired me to cut down some branches that were beginning to cover Aurora and I’s garden. Joey had purchased this rope chain and he let me borrow it. You’re definitely not supposed to do it alone because you need a good angle on either wide to get a clean cut. Ha, yeah no, I did it alone and took down 6 branches so far. It was AWESOME and we got some firewood out of it. Win-win situation.

Aurora loves going to Friedman’s and I think we spend at least an hour there every Sunday browsing around, as we are looking to plant more flowers to attract some bees to assist with some of our vegetables and fruits. I love hydrangeas and would love to have a huge garden full of them and dahlias and bougainvillea. Oh, and lots of roses! So that’s also why we go so frequently so we can start pricing things out and then mapping it all out at home. And, of course, we always end up with a new little garden toy. They sell these really pretty decorative garden stakes, we have four now I believe. The fourth one came from a trip to Dollar Tree though, it is shaped like a flower, spins and is pink, so how could Aurora not want it? We also purchased a wind chime at Friedman’s which Aurora has become completely obsessed with! I have to keep our bedroom window open when we are home so she can hear it any time the wind blows. And the same should be said about our hummingbird feeder, we haven’t been able to spot one yet but I hope we get to soon. It’s really sweet how involved she wants to be and how much she loves our time spent outside.

I’ve posted links below to the stepping stone kit Aurora and I were given and I also provided a link to the ones I found at Michaels. The one Aurora and I made is very simple, you just need a bucket to mix it in and some water. Again, I did purchase additional glass gems, but you don’t need to if you don’t want.

xoxo

Kid’s Stepping Stone Kit

Michael’s Mosaic Stepping Stone Kit

 

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May 15th, 2017 | Mother’s Day Reflections

One of the reasons I am a momma and get to celebrate and in a sense, be celebrated on Mother’s Day is because of Aurora. I am thankful to my first-born, first of her name, blood of my blood, breaker of chains, mother of…sorry (but not really).

Where do I begin really? I don’t think that it is any surprise how much I love my daughter and how appreciative I am that she is mine. She has brought so much joy and happiness to my life. I am thankful for Aurora, simply for herself and for choosing me as her mom. We were meant to be and it is as clear as day that our souls and hearts are VERY connected. We feel each other’s emotions and feed off of them. She changed my life even before she was in my arms. She changed my life the day that little screen showed two lines. It changed the day that I was told I was carrying a little girl. Without even knowing it she mended a piece of my heart that had been broken for so long. I feel complete when she is near. Aurora makes me laugh, cry, frustrated, laugh, smile, scared, did I mention she makes me laugh? I enjoy our adventures at Crossfit and going to Dutch Brothers and discussing her…admiration…of her boyfriend’s when we get back in the car. I love our time spent in our garden, even when I end up doing all the work because little girl wants to ride her scooter. Her enthusiasm to learn is contagious, whether its cooking, practicing spelling, or attempting to tie her shoes. I adore the fact that she is all about school and will take it upon herself to grab her workbooks and do her “homework”. She will go sit at her table and work at her numbers and alphabets and it makes my heart so happy. I hope she never loses that love, because I certainly did not love homework in any way when I was younger. All the mundane every day nonsense is so much more magical because she makes it that way. Driving in the car would be and is so much more boring without her singing and asking a million questions. I wish I slow down time so she didn’t have to grow up so fast. Now, Aurora is not perfect and I will always be the first to admit that. She definitely has her moments, but even in those moments I love her just the same. I know she’s not always going to listen to me, but as long as the lesson is learned and there’s no blood spilt or trips to the ER, again, we’re all good. I love that girl to infinity and beyond, she’s the Rory to my Loralei, the Moana to my Tefiti and the Tinkerbell to my Peter Pan. Off to Neverland we shall go sweet girl.

Being Aurora’s mom is a gift and she is a gift that I wouldn’t have if it wasn’t for my first love, her father. I wouldn’t be a mother without him. Now, I don’t ever write about Aurora’s dad and this will probably be the only time that I do. It is simply too hard for me and too emotional, and who likes feelings? Just kidding, of course everyone likes having feelings. There have never been the right words or enough words to describe the love I have for that man. Even through our hard times that pushed me to take a step back from us, I loved him with all my heart. He has been there for me and supported me in ways no one else did. No one loved me like he did and no one fought past my wall more than him. That’s my heart and soul right there (too bad it took me three years to have the strength to say that). Yesterday would have been our six-year wedding anniversary. (Oh, the rush of emotions that just came over). If it wasn’t for our love for one another Aurora would not be here. The world we live in would be a little less bright, I can’t even begin to imagine a world where she does exist. She was made from a love and friendship that we shared for one another. Kenny was my rock, my shoulder to cry on, my best friend and husband. I called him practically every day that we were apart, even when it had nothing to do with Aurora. For the past three year’s I would go see him at work and kept him in my life, because I also couldn’t imagine a world where he wasn’t in my life everyday. We would go do family outings and go to Disneyland, the one place I haven’t been able to go to just yet. That was our first trip together and a special place for us that we then shared with Aurora. When I think of Disneyland, I think of him. My heart was ready for us, but there was always that wall in the back of my mind. That stupid fucking wall (hate that wall). The trust wall, I was so afraid of getting hurt again but, there came the turning point where I didn’t care and I knew I’d take the bad days and fight through it, because he was always going to be worth walking on fire and through the storm for and he always will be. Where we are in life doesn’t change those feelings for me. I will always love him, there’s a place in my heart that is his, always. To say any different would be complete lie, and I’ve learned I have embrace that and not shy away frm that truth. He got me out of my dark places and gifted me with his love and with Aurora. There will no bigger mistake or greater lesson learned than to never wait or hold back. We shared so many beautiful years together and made one beautiful little girl. I will forever be grateful to him and admire his strength and love for our daughter. He gave me the greatest gift anyone could give me.

…to infinity and beyond, always.

Also, I wouldn’t even be on this earth if it wasn’t for my own mother, always fighting and being strong. To that I should thank her as well. My mom’s unconditional love is appreciated much more than I tell her. Which, I should probably work on that. She went through so much to have my siblings and I. Her emotional strength is unmatched and her love for is so strong. She is goals in so many ways and I hope to as good as mom to Aurora as she has been to us.

 

xoxo

 

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March 30th | 17.4 & 17.5

It has been one week since the final workout was announced for The Open. The five weeks went by so fast, I can’t believe it. Each week was more and more exciting and terrifying all at the same time. I learned new strengths about myself and to just say fuck it and do whatever is handed to me. At times I definitely hated it, but loved it just as much. Of course, at the end of the day I am proud of myself and what I accomplished. I did two of five workouts rx’d and scaled the remaining. My deficiencies were apparent and I know what I need to work on. But that’s all apart of this journey. I am really looking forward to next year and to seeing how I improve over the year.

17.4 has so far been my favorite workout of The Open. Of the four movements it included three that I love, deadlifts, wall balls & rowing. Yes, I love rowing, no I am not crazy. Yes, I may learn to hate it, but right now I love it and would rather row than run. Straight Up. I don’t even wish that I was lying to you about that. 17.4 was a repeat workout and a lot of people seemed to be pretty excited, which I totally get. It was a second chance for people to try the workout and see how far they have come from last year. The prescribed weight for the women was 155 pounds, ten pounds shy of my PR weight of 165 pounds. Which by the way I maybe did three or times, and not like separate times, I legitimately mean four times in my life, haha. But, I wasn’t going to do the workout scaled, scaled would have been 95 pounds. Which, if I did scaled I probably would have finished the workout. Scaled for 17.4 was the 95 pound deadlifts, 10 pound wall balls and instead of handstand push-ups, push-ups with a hand release. Oh, and that was my subtle way of saying that I did not complete the workout. But, let’s be honest I wasn’t going to. Let’s start with the time cap, 13 minutes. So in 13 minutes I would have had to complete 55 deadlifts, 55 wall balls, 55 calories on the row and 55 HSPU’s. I got through the deadlifts, wall balls and about 75% through the row. Deadlifts I started out okay, I did 7 and then it slowly trickled down to 1 at a time, but I fought through it. During wall balls I could definitely start feeling everything in my knees, they were not happy. By the time I got to the row I had maybe a minute and a half and I jammed through that shit. I was rowing like nobody’s business. At first my pace was 10 calories per thirty seconds, so I knew and accepted that I would not get 55 calories before the 13 minutes was up. But I knew thirty was at least doable. Oh, I forgot to mention a kind of important detail, I was the only one working out in my heat. I like to go last, watch everyone else workout and then get to it. Well, I ended up being alone. So all eyes were on me, and Aurora. Thankfully baby girl worked out and had her own version of 17.4, I posted a video on my Instagram last week because I was so proud of her. She, of course, finished way before I did. So there I was kind of alone, all eyes on me for the next thirteen minutes. Everyone was cheering and keeping me going, which was awesome because it was a battle. My judge/coach, Tommy, helped me get through it too. When I got to the row, holy shit. I just felt the presence of men haha. I think I had four people yelling at me to not quit and to just finish strong. Two of my girls came to support me which was awesome too. It was nice to know they were there to cheer me on and support me along this little journey of mine. When I finished the row I thought I was going to pass out, my legs were shot. I ended up with 145 reps completed out of 220. Like I have said before I just have to keep reminding myself that I am on my fifth month of doing Crossfit.

17.4 – 13 minute AMRAP

  • 55 Deadlifts
    • 155 pounds
  • 55 Wall Balls
    • 14 pound ball
  • 55 Calorie Row
  • 55 Handstand Push-ups

The live announcement for 17.5 was really exciting to watch. They had Katrin Davidsdottir and Sara Sigmundsdottir, two beautiful and badass girls from Iceland go head to head. These girls finished the workout in less than 7 minutes, we were given a 40 minute time cap. Insane. They are so strong and it was incredible to watch. The workout itself was 10 rounds, 9 thrusters and 35 double-unders. I cannot do double unders quite yet. There was one time last month where I was able to link 10, which was miracle in my mind. But 350, I knew would not be able to do just yet so I chose to do the workout scaled, which was just your basic run of the mill single unders,also 35 times. The weight from the thrusters was 45 instead of the rx’d 65 pounds. I finished in 13 minutes and 6 seconds and I am good with that. I don’t really know what else to say. This workout was simple and to the point as far as movements go. As soon as they say “go”, you go and you don’t stop and you just power through.

17.5 – 40 minute time cap

  • 9 Thrusters RX’d: 65 pounds
    • Scaled: 45 pounds
  • 35 Double Unders
    • Scaled: 35 Singles

 

Thank you to everyone who supported me the past five weeks and continues to support me on this journey of mine. It means a lot to know I have all of you behind me and cheering me on. Thank you to my three awesome coaches who push me and motivate me to do my best. Thank you to my judges for all of the Open workouts, for keeping me calm and helping me get through movements I didn’t think I could. Thank you to the CFVOM community, I enjoyed cheering you all on and watching you all kick ass.

 

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March 16th 2017 | 17.2&17.3 Recap

Here we go, another week (or two) have gone by. More workouts, more school, and not enough coffee to keep me awake for it all. School has been fine, math is math. Incase anyone cares, which I’m sure you don’t but I’m telling you anyways, I’m in a lower level math class. I’m in a college skills math and all I have to say is THANK THE LORD. There was so much information that I did not retain from high school, it’s pretty embarrassing. I’m passing my class because thankfully it’s all coming back and I’m picking up on everything. But, damn, adding fractions, positive and negative numbers? None of that suck with me, but also I barely went to class so, haha, that’s also on me. Let’s say high school was not my cup of tea and I did not want to be there more than half of the time. College has been so much more enjoyable, especially at my age I appreciate it that much more. Just gotta get it done with.

Now, onto my FAVORITE thing to talk about here, CrossFit. Ain’t no shame in my game MF’s. I have completed 17.2 and 17.3 and now I get to sit anxiously waiting for 17.4, which is insane to think we are onto our fourth week of The Open. Every week gets harder, for me, mentally and emotionally. I’ve stopped comparing myself to everyone, which has helped me exponentially. That is a huge mountain to overcome for me to shut that part of my brain off. Instead, I’m looking at it in a much more positive light. I look once a week to see where I rank in the Northern California region and in the world and I’m right about in the middle, which to me is fucking awesome. I’m half as good as other people who are ridiculously strong and been doing this for much longer, I’ll take it and run with it. SEEE YAAA HATEEERRSSS ( just kidding, I don’t think I have “haters” just a lot of people who don’t give a shit)

17.2 was really fun for me, though I did it scaled. It included lunges, which I love. We used the dumbbells for the second week in a row and I wasn’t necessarily mad about it either. Dumbbells were something I used a lot at the beginning of my fitness journey so it’s nice to be using them again. We used them for power cleans and had to hold them on our shoulders for the walking lunges. The third movement for the workout was toe to bars and muscle ups. I am almost there with my toes to bars, but nowhere near a muscle up. So for 17.2 I did the scaled version which was knees to chest and a pull-up. I did a kipping swing pull-up and actually got a few, 24 to be exact but who’s counting? :). Each week I keep proving to myself that I CAN do these things and to not be afraid. I tore the crap out of my right hand though. Aurora’s dad was my right hand man for the workout. He was judging me and I am so glad he chose to be my judge and I his. He knows me a lot better than most people and he helped keep me going during those pull-ups. At one point I felt my hand getting sticky, like I would close it in a fist and then I would relax my hand it just stuck a little. Yeah, well I had two HUGE tears on my hand and both had opened up and the skin was just chilling, it’s healed now mostly and it looks pretty cool. I don’t even know how my left hand left the battle unscathed. So, anyways, he saw me look down and he knew immediately that I would want to mess with them and he was just like, no. He told me not to worry about it and to keep going. And if it was anyone else, I probably would have messed with them and then jumped back up on the bar. I hate scabs and blisters and want them gone ASAP. Which, I know you are not supposed to mess with them, but I do (gross, I know).

17.2 | 12 Minute AMRAP Rx’d 35 pounds | Scaled 20 pounds

  • 2 rounds
    • 50-ft Weighted Walking Lunges
    • 16 Toes to Bars | Knees to chest
    • 8 Power Cleans
  • 2 rounds
    • 50-ft Weighted Walking Lunges
    • 16 Muscle Ups | Pull-ups
    • 8 Power Cleans

 

17.3 was a different story. It ended up being a snatch ladder with pull ups in between. I did scaled again, so I couldn’t even tell you the rx’d women’s or the men’s but it was a crazy amount of weight, in my opinion. Just to break it down really quick, a ladder is basically when the weight increases for each set, like you are going up a ladder. The first set was 6 pull-ups and 6 snatches at the first weight, for three rounds. The next set of the ladder was 7 pull-ups and 5 snatches at the next weight for three rounds. And so on and so forth. The scaled weight started at 35 pounds and the next weight was 55 pounds, which is pretty much all I got to. I was not expecting to do well, but I was hoping to do a little bit more. But, it is what is. Well, not really because I thought it would be a really good idea to try it again. Mind you the first time I got a decent amount of reps, which I should have just accepted. But I am me and I’m stubborn and in my mind I thought I could do a little better. More so because I was one second away from hitting my last rep to get to the next round of the ladder. So annoying. I gave myself two days to rest, two days. Looking back, I didn’t even think of that. So dumb, 17.1 wrecked me and I needed almost a week to recover, why I thought two days was chill is so silly. Stubborn AF. I got through less reps the second time around, I believe, I think that’s what I heard Spenser tell me. The only plus side to re-doing my workout was that my mom got to watch me. So cute, I felt like garbage about how I did and she just gives me a hug and says “Oh my god, you did so good. I’m so proud of you.” Love little Diane.

17.3 | Ascending AMRAP

Rx’d weight: 65lbs, 95lbs, 135lbs, 155lbs, 175lbs, 185 lbs

Scaled weight: 35lbs, 55lbs, 65lbs, 75lbs, 95lbs, 105lbs

  • 8 Minutes to complete
    • 3 Rounds
      • 6 Pull Ups
      • 6 Squat Snatches @ First Weight
    • 3 Rounds
      • 7 Pull Ups
      • 5 Squat Snatches @ Second Weight

If you complete before the 8 minutes, you get 4 minutes added to your time, then you must complete..

  • 3 Rounds
    • 8 Pull Ups
    • 4 Squat Snatches @ Third Weight

If you complete that then you add another four minutes and do the fourth round and then if you finish that you get another four minutes and do the fifth round and then another four minutes and the last round.

Today, we’ll find out what 17.4 is. Everyone seems to think we are getting close to thrusters with dumbbells and handstand push-ups so we worked on that yesterday. We did two separate AMRAPS that included both and my shoulders are done. Halfway through hand stands they, as in my shoulders, hit a point where they were like, “eff you Brooke, I hate you” and just gave out. I would honestly love to see a video of myself in a handstand and then falling over because I am sure it is hysterical to watch my legs flailing trying to catch myself.

 

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2016, bye.

Twenty-Sixteen is dunzo, door is closed, chapter is over, fat lady has sung. It was an interesting year to say the least. I went back to school and bounced around between two majors that have nothing to do with another, (yay me). I found my love and passion for the gym again after losing it there for a quick second. Crossfit is my new bae (as the kids say) and a huge chapter of my life for the last nine years has ended, even if I didn’t want it too. Shit happens, yeah? But all is good. I don’t necessarily have resolutions for 2017, none of that new year, new me ish. Instead I like to look at the previous year and see what I can do to grow or improve upon. There were so many aspects about 2016 that I loved but they will stay there. If anything I want this year to just be magical. There are so many things I want for myself and my life that I need to stop letting it all pass by and just go for it. This year, without a doubt, will be another year of growth, but in many different ways.

I am beginning my second semester of college in a few weeks and have a bit more of a clearer vision of my path, kind of. I am going to attempt killing two birds with one huge stone, crazy I know. But I can’t stand being in limbo, so YOLO, heres to chasing two dreams at the same time. Walt Disney ran a huge Animation Studio while building Disneyland, I think I can handle chasing two dreams as well. I am actually pretty excited to see how this all will work out and if I can achieve this. I’m not getting any younger over here so it’s time to hustle.
I intend to also grow within Crossfit and challenging myself more. I have made some baby steps, more so the drunken, very wobbly, like just learning how to walk baby steps, but steps none the less. By the way whipping yourself on the arm from attempting double unders is no effing joke. My first few times I ended up whipping myself in the ass, so I never saw the marks, nor did it hurt that bad. But holy cow, I had about 6 marks from the rope a couple of weeks ago and that shit hurt. I have also started using the bands to help me with pull-ups. I really need to stop being a baby about box jumps though, I am just being ridiculous. I know I can do them, its just always scary the first few times. I always think back to high school and basketball freshman year and we had to do jumps onto the bleachers. I thought I was going to shit myself I was so scared, and then I did it and all was fine. Mentally, I just picture myself missing the box and then rolling over the front, because I would be the one to do that. I would totally laugh though, I mean what else am I going to do cry and be THAT girl? No thanks, I’d rather play off my embarrasment by laughing at myself…..and then go home and be that girl to cry and write about it in my journal. So, yeah, get better at Crossfit. The Open is coming up and I am so nervous. Not like I am trying to get into the games, more so for the fact that I will be see where I stack up in comparison to everyone else in the world. Crazy, but really awesome at the same time.
In 2017 I also want it to improve my relationship with food. Not that I have a bad relationship with food at all, I don’t eat my emotions anymore and I have pretty damn good self control.  It’s more so that I need to listen to my body better about what it doesn’t like which is gluten and dairy…huge eye roll, I know. I do not have Celiac’s and I don’t claim to be lactose intolerant but over the last three years I have cut both dairy and gluten as much as I can. So, when I do consume it I get sick to my stomach, which is the worst. All my favorite foods contain gluten and dairy. The quick fix for the dairy is that I could take pills, but that sucks to be honest. I don’t want to pop a pill EVERY single time I eat dairy. Let’s be honest, I would forget. I can barely remember to take my iron pills and biotin every morning (but those smell and taste horrid, I open the bottle and want throw up).  Taking pills in general sucks. Anyways…I suck at this and pretty much all of the time I Hail Mary it and just consume both because I am human and weak. There are awesome alternatives and I utilize them, but restaurants are my downfall. I don’t like being that person, especially when they ask if it is due to an allergy. I need to not be a baby.

Quick recap: School, Crossfit, Food. All easy tasks to improve on, lets be honest. I just need to stay focused. Along with those three items I will be working more on writing and starting a really cool project with my sister and one of our close friends. I am incredibly excited for this project as it is something I have been wanting to do for the last year and try out. Luckily they both were on board with the idea and are just as excited I am. Hopefully in spring we will be rolling out with that project. We’ve been tossing around ideas and starting to put pieces together and I just am so so excited to eventually share that with everyone.

So let the adventure begin.

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Adventures 2016

Mount Tamalpais | Ca’Momi

Time is flying people! I swear it was just January 20th and I was walking onto campus for my first day of classes. It is now February 17th, I turned 27 and am still loving my classes. But, can I just say how exhausted I am? I am doing so much right now and I love it. The exhaustion is real, but everything I am doing right now I am 100% vested in and it is awesome. We are focusing on Happiness still in my English 1A class and I am still really enjoying that. I find myself looking at myself differently in that regard and everyone around me. It’s pretty crazy.

Last month Kyndra and I hiked our first new trail and tried out a new restaurant. Both were amazing! We hiked Mount Tamalpais, in the rain. Not by choice, but I don’t think I would have changed anything about it. Kyndra is in her final year at Sonoma State and graduates this year (WOOHOO) and works full time and well I am in school and working as well so our schedules are pretty packed. So we try to plan everything at least a couple weeks in advance, so we don’t know what the weather will be like. It just happened that Northern California wanted to squeeze in some more rain. We began our hike at Pan Toll, thanks google maps. It was fine, the ranger told us to take Old Mine Trail to begin our trek to East Peak. It was all fine and dandy until we got a little turned around and went in a circle, literally. Thank god it was within the first 15 minutes of our hike and gave us a really good laugh. Our first goal was to get to West Point Inn. I honestly can’t remember the exact route we took, I know Bootjack was involved and that we ended up at the Mountain Theatre which was definitely a site to see. The rock amphitheater was incredible and the pictures I took do not do it justice, though the fog just made it seem for mysterious and like we stumbled upon some hidden gem. What was also beautiful was all of the waterfalls. The great thing about hiking in the fog, was being able to actually focus on our surroundings and not so much the view in the distance. We were feeling a little defeated at times though because we had no other view then what was in front of us. We couldn’t necessarily gauge where we were on the mountain, so we never knew how close or far away we were East Peak. When we eventually reached West Point Inn, we were so excited. We followed a road, instead of a trail, and found a stunning waterfall. At this point though, our map was starting to fall apart…we know, we should’ve taken a picture….we decided to take pictures and sneak in a snack break. Whilst sitting on the ground I looked over and there it was a trail marker, something we hadn’t seen in a while. We both ran over to it and investigated it to see where we were. Boom! Our first sitting of East Peak on a trail marker, we were so over the moon. We had been hiking for maybe 2 and half hours at this point and didn’t know if we would make it there. Another hour later and we made it to East Peak. We jumped around like two little kids and the best thing I could compare the feeling to, was like walking into Disneyland. Just pure happiness. We hiked up to the Fire Lookout. Not much to see other than the lookout itself, but we were still proud of ourselves. We went back down to the parking area and checked out the old railroad. They used to take people to the top by train where a hotel was once located. Honestly, I wish we still had things like that, how cool would that be to ride a train up and around the mountain. Maybe one day, someone with a lot of money will bring something like that back. We headed back down and were trying to go a much shorter way back to Pan Toll, well we ended up taking a longer route to West Point Inn, and it was so lame. We found our saving graces though, Harriet and Maeve. Two very experienced hikers who took us under their wings and showed us the Matt Davis trail, which they said the Ranger should’ve told us to go in the first place. Thanks Park Ranger Carol. It was great seeing another trail and talking with Maeve and Harriet. They have hiked so many places and had so many great suggestions for us to hike in the future. Despite getting turned around a couple of times, the Mt Tam hike will probably always be one of my favorites and Kyndra and I definitely want to go and hike all the other trails the mountain has to offer, hopefully when it’s sunny though!

For our restaurant to try in January we ended up at Ca’momi in Napa. It was a suggestion from one of my Uncle Joey’s friends, Kevin, who I have known since I was young. I ran into Kevin while on a walk with one of my friends in Sonoma. The conversation came up of food, of course, and he said he was on his way to Napa to pick up Pizza. Now, if you aren’t familiar with Sonoma and Napa County, Napa is about thirty-minutes away from Sonoma. I had to ask him, what pizza was that good to drive that far for? His answer was Ca’Momi. Well, from experience of having chef’s in the family, when they tell you something is good and you should try it, you just do it. No questions asked, you just go. I told Kyndra immediately and we knew that was the first place we had to go, who could say no to pizza? I mean really. Ca’Momi is located inside of Oxbow Market, which is really cool. I had never been there before so this just added to the experience. When we placed our order we took recommendations from one of the hosts. If the employees love it, then again, you listen to what they say. She told us to get the Inferno, which had house-cured spicy salami, gorgonzola, olives and onions on it. We also ordered the Burrata which had prosciutto, house made buratta and basil. Holy shit, both were simply amazing. If I had one tiny remark it would be that the Burrata have more fresh basil on it. Seriously though, best 20 dollars I have spent on a single pizza. It was Napoletana style and the best thin crust. It wasn’t thin and chewy, but instead soft and fluffy. I still dream about it and it was almost a month ago that I consumed it. You all should go try it when you get a chance and you certainly will not regret it.

Kyndra and I have hiked our next location and I can’t wait to tell you about how much I didn’t love it, ha-ha. No really, it was a pain in every sense.

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