When the body-shaming trolls of the internet spewed their worst at Lady Gaga (despite the performance of a lifetime), it reminded me of another ongoing saga that just won’t seem to die. You know the one... The yoga pants debate. The arguments and snarky comments are plentiful. From never-ending, eye-rolling remarks to the tone-deaf comments of Kellyanne Conway, everyone seems to have an opinion on when and where yoga pants should be “allowed.” The opposition declares... “Leggings ...
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The Things That Go Bump On A Trail
I like that bottom of my trail shoes look like they have extra teeth on them. These extra teeth are just what this novice trail runner needs in case I need to cling for my life. I like that my new trail socks shield my ankles. These shields are just what this clumsy runner needs in case I brush up against three-leafed danger. I like that my hydration backpack has pockets full of fuel. This pack is just what this distracted jogger needs in case no one can find me for days. I love trail ...
Week 2 Photo Challenge: Traditional Landscape
The Bench; Week 2 of the 52 Week Photo Challenge. Whenever I see empty benches, I can't help but to imagine an old man. He’s most likely wearing multiple layers, probably too many for that time of year, but you always need to be prepared. This is also why his collared button-up is covered by a dark, navy jacket, zipped three-quarters of the way, and despite it's 12 years of use, it looks like it's new. His khakis are always pressed because he would never leave the house without pressed ...
Assertive Women Should Not “Drape” Anything — A TSATS Op-Ed
Original art by Manet Welcome to the first-ever Twenty-Six & Then Some Op-Ed. Opinions expressed are my own...obviously. I grew up in a loud household. In fact, it wasn’t just our family, but my mom’s entire side of the family. If you wanted to get a word in, waiting for a pause in conversation so you could speak, or someone asking for your opinion, was about as far fetched as your boss giving you a promotion out of the kindness of their heart. It wasn’t going to happen. Instead, you ...
The .2
My brain likes order. It likes to fit things into perfectly aligned lists; lists that are then listed into categories and completed with the perfect square that I can promptly add an over-zealous checkmark in once complete. And I used to think about life, and more specifically myself, the same way. Bucketing myself into a perfect little definition of being. But then life happened and that order that I worked so hard to maintain became uncontrollably long, overwhelming, confusing, and ...