I always liked the phrase, “in the buff” but I’ve come to the realization that I rather prefer the beau “buff” instead of myself. I don’t see myself being a buff woman. I do, however, want to be a strong woman. I’ve got the strong mind, strong spirit down – but I really need to work on the strong abs and impressive biceps. [You know, if I ever need to knock someone the hell out.]

My main problem? I look like this when I see chocolate cake:



Imagine my surprise when these biceps decided not to morph into awesome chop blocks overnight. Who’d have thought?

Spring Break is next week and instead of having a beach body, I’m still working on reversing the winter couch potato. Seriously. I’ve gained 3 pounds since December and, quite frankly, I’m not upset about it. I could tell you it’s water weight, or muscle weight or some other stupid thing, but all it would be is just an excuse.

I’ve used Graduate School and teaching as a crutch to avoid the gym. [and asthma too, but that’s a real problem when Texas is experiencing freakish weather]



So you’re thinking, what am I going to do about it?
Cut back on brownies? (as if!)
Replace butter with Chobani? (Ok – maybe, yes, a bit)

Honestly, I’m going to run more and eat whatever the heck I want!
These glutes need to bust loose and I need to stop making excuses.

My goal for this year – Looking Good Nude. Starting now.
Why not?


It’s really fine. Trust me.
Get out there and run, sweetheart. Let’s look good nude! Not necessarily together, but apart – in the awesomest of ways.

Much love,