Loving my body today.
Even if I’m still on the edge of sick.
And my toes cramped up and my shin was killing me.
I still laced up my skates, turned left, and with each stride felt lighter yet still, more grounded.
Getting into my body and getting out of my head.
If only for two hours. Enough.
Act of self-love: Shower your friends with the love and recognition they deserve
My housemate Wyatt got a new job that he’s really excited about. My friend Michelle and I made him a special surprise dinner to celebrate. Here’s some photographic evidence of the feast we had:
oven roasted brussel sprouts
swiss chard with bacon
mashed potatoes with bacon
and not pictured, berry compote with vanilla icecream
It was so fun to cook with Michelle and to collaborate on this surprise for one of my dearest friends. And it was damn good, too.
Also on Saturday I celebrated my body by going to my first Wreckers practice. I loved every minute of it. Looking forward to having my weekends full of skating for the foreseeable future! Some fatshion february evidence of my skating outfit.