Pantry Bootie

As this part of the country battens down their hatches, I’m mostly watching wind knock stuff around on my porch and gaping at pictures of empty NYC subways. And eating a hodge podge soup I made last night in 20 minutes that is, well, fantastic. Like, I would eat more, but the tummy only holds … Continue reading

Political Bootie

Dear Mr. President, The big bird thing is cute. But we don’t need cute. If you can’t make the connection between big bird, public education and an educated population, then stop talking about him. Three year olds can’t vote. Also, early voting has begun. Not sure if that massive debate fail was a strategy, but … Continue reading

Bum bootie

Oh, y’all. It has been a helluva month. You know the whole story of looking for work, juggling multiple offers, a surprise “no thanks, you can go now” when I gave my notice at my contract position, throw in some blast-from-the-past internet bullying, out of control eating and then this: two Saturdays ago: I’ll try … Continue reading

Boo boo bootie

My body thinks I’m 75. Because now my LEFT SI joint, which isn’t the one that bothers me normally, is throbbing. Know what you shouldn’t do when your SI joint is inflamed? run swing kettlebells deadlift squat with any weight situps burpees walk for long distances sit for long periods of time (i.e. my job) … Continue reading

Filthy bootie

This week was my first on the new job. It was a whirlwind of training and getting lost in the massive hospital. I have a 20 minute walk from my car to my office. I don’t mind it, actually. I love walking. It’s just insane that I went from commuting over 20 miles to commuting … Continue reading

Bootie Break

    The last few weeks have changed my life significantly. My day to day, anyway. I didn’t convert to Rastafarianism like Snoop Lion or break any world records, but my routine has been disrupted. Here’s what happened.     I went on a lot of job interviews. One for a FT teaching position at … Continue reading

Friday Favorites

1. My little brother turned 19 on Tuesday. He’s coming to Durham tonight for a birthday dinner and an early morning IMAX 3D showing of The Dark Knight Rises. I remember vividly the day he was born. He now takes Vector Calculus and drives and shit. I’m old. 2. This article from my genius friend … Continue reading

Derailed bootie

On Friday, I PRed my floor press (it’s a bench press, but from the floor. Less range of motion, less weight) by 18#s! I am awesome! Yay me! On Saturday, I went to a 2-hour beginners gymnastics workshop taught by an M.D./Ph.D. and collegiate gymnast who’s also a coach at our gym (dear life: how … Continue reading