5 Things You Can Get Me For Valentines Day

Valentines day is just around the corner, and sometimes a thoughtful gift can be hard to muster up in such short notice. Fear not! I have cultivated a fail-proof gift guide a la you to me…or for another special pizza lover in your life.

If you want to give me something homemade:heartpizza

If you want me to think about you when I wear it:
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If you want to set the mood:
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If you prefer a more subtle, sentimental approach: pizza2

If you’re on a budget:
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If you decide to go with one of my flawless suggestions I can assure you that your SO (or me) will say that they never sau-sage a special gift.  You’ll have earned a spot in the upper crust of their (my) heart and lives; a spot coveted by many but held by few. With a little time and minimal effort, you too can make sure that this February 14 will be a memorable Valentines day that will be heart to top….(pings).

Sorry to have been so absent for the last month! Things have gotten crazy and priorities had to shift. I’m excited to get back to posting regularly again!

Happy Valentines day!

Death by Ab Day | Fitness Friday

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Today was a day defined by self-loathing, pain and hatred. It was a day when I thought “it really can’t get worse than this.” A day when I truly wondered if the hurt I was feeling was worth it or if I had made a grave mistake. Today…was ab day.

Ab day some of you may be thinking. What’s so terrible about a few rousing rounds of crunches? 

Let me set the scene:

Prior to a couple of months ago, the core workouts that I was frequently taking part in were the ones that I like to categorize into a group titled “everyday abdominals.” One ultra-popular move from this workout regimen was sit-ups–you know, where I’d be snacking on my couch and when I wanted another Dorito I’d use all my will power (and no hands) to sit up in order to get my arm into the depths of the not-so-distant chip bag. I’ve never felt accomplishment so sincere as I did in moments when I’d be retrieving the remnants of flavor dust from the corners of my newly oranged mouth.

Another move? The “I’m too lazy to get off the couch to reach the remote, so I’ll just stretch and contort my body until I can reach it” maneuver. You’ve heard of it? This yoga-like stretch really takes dedication, as the amount of effort it takes to test your limits in order to grab that clicker is most-likely more difficult than swinging your legs off of the couch and retrieving it the old fashioned way. Bonus fitness points if it’s under opposite side of the coffee table. Keep that core tight.

With all that being said, I’m sure you’ve gathered that my six pack was well underway.

Core days with Andrew are a little bit different than core days with me and my low tolerance for pain. This morning we did bicycle crunches, planks, downward dog hybrid crunches (i.e. Satan’s work), and this violent leg lift that essentially feels as if you’re air-skipping into your final moments. I left feeling 10% nauseous and 90% like I didn’t know if I could ever do it again…but I will.

So, maybe it does feel a little bit like you’re being branded with the hot stamp of a six-pack on your midsection; maybe the next day it feels like you’ve been repeatedly punched in the stomach and now laughing feels like a torture device; But maybe just maybe your results are closer than you think. Do those side planks and push through those godforsaken flutter kicks. If you keep at it, it’s gonna pay off in the end.*

*aaaaaaand If it doesn’t then I hear youtube has some pretty sick DIYs on faking abs with bronzer. You’re welcome.

I’m two weeks deep in personal training and there’s no looking back. Muscles I never knew I had are starting to gain tone and, dare I say, I feel stronger than I ever have (both physically and mentally).

So excited to keep you posted on how this is going.

Speak to you soon!

x

Happy Thanksgiving from RLTC

thanksgivingIt’s here. My favorite holiday is tomorrow; the day we celebrate the things that create our happiness; the one instance out of the year when competitive eating feels much closer to arms reach than it ever does. THANKSGIVING.

Thanks to my cross-country move, this is my first time not celebrating with my family. Although I am a little heart broken, I’m so grateful to be able to spend it with one of my most favorite people on the earth + their family.

Seattle has been great to me–and for that I am overwhelmingly thankful. Stay tuned for more of my thoughts on this marvelous day…

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If you’re reading this THANK YOU SO MUCH for this year of clicking on my weird blog/just looking at this post in itself. This site is a place for me to create and hopefully give people a little ray of sunshine as often as possible.

Have the GREATEST thanksgiving.

 

Speak to you soon,

 

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(turkey photo by Williams-Sonoma)

Whole 30 & Flirty | Lifestyle Post

Beef-Pumpkin-Stew-WMI’ve found that, generally, people in Seattle tend feel guilty about two things:

1. not being able to find the recycling bin (I’ve been the receiver of these confessions more times than I can count) and 2. their diet. The words “whole 30”, “paleo”, and “gluten free” have been sung into my ears so many times, in fact, that I’ve actually decided to give them a shot.

Why?

It all started a few weeks ago when I noticed that, if I was reclined a certain way, I could use my stomach as a table to hold my microwaved burrito while I watched Game of Thrones.

Now, it would be unfair to neglect to mention that ever since the Beyonce concert in Paris I have been on a mission to reshape my body to the proportions of the queen…but we all know that booty doesn’t come from half-ass squats done on a yoga mat in a studio apartment on Capitol Hill. So as I was half-sitting up on the couch, audibly pleading for Jon Snow to love me I then thought, “what if I change up my diet and add in some lunges to the apartment workout circuit? THEN I’ll be on the yellow brick road to booty-ville.”

So now here we are–knee deep in protein, leafy greens, and a vicious craving for those pillsbury halloween sugar cookies with the little ghosts on ’em. My favorite paleo-friendly recipe I’ve made so far is very “fall” apprope: Pumpkin+Beef stew (via meatified).  It’s super hearty and flavorful and it makes a lot (which is great because this meal prep thing is a strenuous activity for us modern microwave-burrito-eating women).

Super excited to see how I start to feel with the introduction of a healthier food pyramid into my life. I’ll keep ya’ll updated on how it’s going with the recipes and use you as a support group for when I start to miss bread so much that I’m writing it sonnets.

Hopefully the combination of the lack of pizza and additional, vigorous lunging means that my transformation into the queen will happen sooner rather than later. This once basic booty is about to get bey-utiful.

 

Speak to you soon!

 

x

[Up]Beat the Heat | Monday Playlist

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Things I learned this weekend that might be helpful to everyone else in the world:

-Running outside is great; running outside when it’s 95 degrees is a great way to feel like you’re living your last moments.
-If you like Pina Coladas, then you’ll love the way you smell for 48 hours after using coconut oil to moisturizer your beach-ready legs.
-According to Instagram, Paddle-boarding is the new black.
-If you’re still anxious to learn how to twerk, pay attention to what your body does next time there’s suddenly wasp flying near you.
-Surprisingly enough, the “World Cup” isn’t a souvenir pint glass that you receive if you successfully visit all of the villages in Epcot.

And the final thing I know after this weekend:
-Listening to this playlist will get you amped
 

 
Hope you guys got a little bit of a laugh on this Monday morning!

Speak to you soon!

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