One To Nothin'

Stay Golden




I just had the best weekend, guys.

I may not be able to stand up without groaning today and I might not have sleep nearly as much as one should on a weekend, but waking up at 4am to run 13.1 miles in San Francisco yesterday was totally worth it. My beautiful and inspirational BFF, Eva, drove down from Oregon so we could enjoy some Type 2 Fun--a concept coined by Eva that perfectly describes the agony and pure joy that is completing a super challenging task, in this case running for over two hours straight. Type 2 Fun is the sense of pride and warm fuzzies you feel AFTER the fact even though you're miserable and asking yourself why you'd ever pay money to torture yourself while you're doing it.
Type 1 Fun is great too, don't get me wrong. It's impulsively eating a donut, drinking rose or golden beer on a sunny afternoon, or hugging your best friend when you haven't seen her in too long. Our weekend was full of Type 1 as well. We explored adorable shops on Piedmont Ave, drank Michelob ULTRA Pure Gold, ate all the things we couldn't eat during the Whole30 last month (including boba tea, of course #runningonboba), and caught up on every last detail we've missed out on by not being able to physically train together.
But Type 2 you gotta work for, and that makes it that much more satisfying. It's the reason hiking Mt. Whitney was the best thing I've ever done even though I wanted to chop my legs off on the way down. It's the reason I ran a full marathon down in Southern California two Novembers ago even though I'd see the full-ers run past as I finished my 13.1s and thought to myself, "god, I'm so glad I'm finished and not doing another one of these," every single time. It's the reason I didn't eat sugar or bread for all of March, and how I started reading so many books a month.
It's why I signed up for a Spartan Race in June (AGHHH) and it's why I always have things like "go sky-diving" and "hike half dome" on my bucket list. I love challenges, and the harder it is, the happier I am after the fact. The San Francisco Rock 'n Roll half marathon was my seventh half I've completed, and still at 6:15am, shivering in the dark waiting for our turn to start, my stomach quivered with nerves and I wondered for the bajillionth time, WHY DID I DO THIS?!
Then we started running, the sun came out as we ran over the Golden Gate Bridge, and I only went over my personal best time by about two minutes--and there was my answer. 
Thank you to Michelob ULTRA for sponsoring this post. Check out their new golden brew made with organic grains here

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Mood & Wine Pairings

Friends, Grocery Outlet is having a massive sale on all the wine right now, and they challenged me to come up with some pairings found throughout the store. I found all kinds of good stuff, but instead of just pairing the wine with food, I thought I'd pair it with the moods or phases, if you will, that I tend to cycle through. Go ahead and press play... you know it's gonna get weird.


First up is my fancy, indulgent side. She's usually celebrating something and drinking bubbles, like this sparkling rosé. She's pretty into fancy goat or sheep cheeses, cured meats, and keeping her pinky up when drinking. 

Next up is my hyper, nostalgic side. Every once in a while my inner sorority girl just wants to make everyone do shots, but since we're grown ups now, it usually presents itself as the occasional mini beer pong game and the not-so-occasional Solo cup drinking device for Chardonnay. At the end of the night no one is more grateful for microwave burritos than I am.
Then comes my health nut phase. The one who subjects herself to 30 days of sugar, gluten, grain-free diets and 6am Mon-Fri workouts. She doesn't always drink, but when she does it's usually something light, low in sugar, and with plenty of veggies on the side. 

Finally, there's the high anxiety, low motivation version of myself who wants to wallow in chocolate, binge watch Netflix and drink all the red wine. It's a somewhat unfortunate but fully necessary state in which I am simultaneously recharging and being completely useless.

Which wines do YOU pair with your different moods?

Thanks so much to Grocery Outlet for sponsoring this post. Be sure to stop by one of their stores to get 20% their entire wine selection until Tuesday, April 3. Plus, click here to get $3 off any purchase

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House Tour

MMG Cribs is back, y'all! 
This time we're coming through with the common areas, which I can mostly thank my roommates for making pretty. I did get to contribute this baller Bowie print thanks to Photowall though, before we get into all that, I want you to take a moment to reminisce with me. I showed you my old apartment in Livermore in this post, I showed you my room makeover in this post, but I want you to take a trip back to my first year in this place. Just four short years ago, right after moving out of Livermore (on my birthday, I might add), temporarily into the grandparents-of-my-nanny-kids's house, I found this apartment on Craigslist with my roommate (who I hadn't met IRL yet).
This was a v stressful time, y'all. Right after paying the first month's rent and deposit, I realized I needed to register my car in California in order to get a street parking pass in my neighborhood--cut past several DMV visits and LOTS of fees to me calling my sister hysterical because I was about to overdraft on my account. My sister leant me $50, I calmed down, and I went on to get two job offers within a week of moving in (THANK THE LAWD). All this to say I sure as hell didn't have extra funds lying around to buy a nice couch or a TV (things my Livermore apartment was already stocked with). Just look at it! I got used to it though and chose to spend the small change I had that year on essentials like hiking boots for Mt. Whitney and a snow jacket/pants (from the kids section) for my first snowboarding experience (traumatic), so here I am in my bare bones apartment, rockin' my ski resort wear. That TV stand (if you can call it that) was found on the side of the road, just like our mirror and quite a few other essential household items. 
Now that we have that background story, please feast your eyes on our still-a-work-in-progress home. We've come a long way, from that time my boyfriend-at-the-time moved in and brought a bunch of furniture with him (and didn't take it when he moved out--bless him) to the time a not-boyfriend-dude moved in for a month and installed this here shelf/mug storage system (presumably because he was too nervous to ask us to make room for his shit). My two current roomies brought with them shelves, national park prints, book-styling skills, and a balcony space makeover. Isn't it cozy? Ziggy loves sunbathing out here with the succulents. 
Most recently I hung this abstract print of David Bowie, a gift from Photowall--it was delivered with a DIY frame and the print all scrolled up. I was nervous I was going to mess it up, but it was actually super intuitive and it turned out awesome. I love how the red brightens up the room, and since Ziggy is named after Bowie, I thought it was only appropriate to pay tribute to him after looking through all the available prints. They will print your own photo on the canvas as well, which I will definitely consider in the future.
If you're interested in ordering a print from Photowall, you can get 20% off with this code: 
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Now, pleeeease tell me your first-real-adult/broke-af apartment stories. All a part of the adulting process, y'all. 
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Link Roundup


I do this thing where I email links to myself. I've been doing it forever, but every once in a while I realize that those links aren't going to share themselves, so I write a little link roundup. I really enjoy when other people curate good reads for me, so I'm just returning the favor. Here are some articles, clothing items, Instagrams I've enjoyed over the past few months.

Lee from America is definitely a gal to know if you're into healthy, holistic living. I love these 15 ways to self-love and her honesty about bingeing was really interesting and eye-opening.

If you don't already follow Mari Andrew on Instagram, you're really missing out. I preordered her book and it will be delivered tomorrow. I cannot wait to devour it. 

This mixtape to get your neighbors to stop boning made me LOL may too many times.

I find trend forecasts fascinating, but especially when it comes to snacks. I personally cannot wait for the healthy mocktails, and I'm fully intrigued by pickled watermelon rinds. 

I just bought this oversized denim jacket (I sized up to a medium) so I can cover it with pins and patches. I love the deep pockets and how easy it is to layer sweaters underneath--go figure it's on sale a week after I bought it. 

Never have I ever related more to a personal essay about relationships. In my torrid dating past, I've both been the person who felt too unsettled in my career to move forward with someone who had his shit together, and vice versa. TIMING IS EVERYTHING, and it's frankly a pain in my ass. 

I'm really loving the main writers at Man Repeller lately (besides Leandra, who I've always loved), and this love language quiz for dating made me chuckle. What's YOUR dating love language? 

I thought this blog post about wanting to be seen, but being afraid to admit it, was beautiful. Everyone needs validation, guys. 

One of the weirder hippie dippy trends I've read about lately: tapping. Have you tried it? Would you? What about dry brushing?

I'm so inspired by the brilliant teens leading this movement. I can't wait until they're in office. I didn't get to march this past Saturday, but I was there in spirit and I tear up every time I see them making moves to end gun violence. #NeverAgain 

I definitely hit a wall as far as Does This Have Dairy? goes.. but in the spirit of just freaking starting, I went ahead and made that bad boy public. There is so much I don't know about building a functioning website, and it's not really a thing I have time to learn right now, but I really do believe in this project, so I'm putting it out there. Check out my lactose intolerance story here. 

I've said it before and I'll say it again, I refuse to let perfectionism stop me from starting. I'll figure it out as I go. Y'all with me? What have you been putting off because the stars haven't aligned? For me, inspiration comes from doing and dedication, so sometimes I need to just do a few jumping jacks, or take a walk, get started and press publish.

Let me know in the comments what you've been putting off. I'm giving you permission, right here, right now, to do it, whether you think you're ready or not. Leggoooo.
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Freeform Friday


You guys, I have a lot to say and no patience for figuring out how to make it all cohesive, so here's a string-of-consciousness type post because it's Friday and why not? 
  • Old Dog, New Tricks - I just learned after 8 years of being a dog mom that Ziggy loves *raw* broccoli and cauliflower. How weird is that? I've known for quite a while that she had an affinity for carrots, but I thought it was just because they're sweet. This is a whole new world as far as cheap treats go. I wish she could teach me how to appreciate raw veggies as much as she does...
  • Real Food, Fewer Farts - On the subject of Ziggy, let's talk about dog food. I used to buy the cheapest shit that still looked decent at the grocery store (Beneful Weight Control) because a) I made the decision back when I was super broke and b) it's a huge bag that I would only have to haul up to my apartment every once in a while. Surprise! Neither of those are good reasons for buying a crap dog food. She constantly had gas--it was lethal, y'all. So after consulting with a lady at the pet food store, I decided to give this bougie dog food a try. I can't even explain the immediately different I saw. Even though her old food was "weight control" and this one is not, she immediately trimmed down because she gets fuller faster eating real food (again, I shouldn't have been surprised...). Her fur was SO much silkier, honestly after a week, and her energy levels are higher than ever. That little old lady ran six miles with me the other day. This is not sponsored, but KASIKS, if you want to send me dog food, I will GLADLY accept. 
  • Whole30 Round V - Perhaps watching that powerful transformation made me take a second look at what I was fueling my own body with--I'm on day 23 of my fifth Whole30 rn. For as much as I talk trash about my will power, I kiiind of feel like Wonderwoman. Up until 23 days ago, I was feeling very out of control when it came to sweets and unnecessary carbs. No matter how many times I promised myself I was going to clean up my eating, I would go on autopilot and grab an extra cookie, donut, glass of champagne, you-name-it whenever it presented itself. Turns out my distracted brain doesn't know how to pass up a sugar high, especially at the office (I'm oddly less likely to indulge at home...). I felt like trash, both because my stomach was constantly in pain and because when I looked in the mirror I didn't like what I was seeing. I want to talk about how the past four weeks of going out to bars and happy hours without drinking has affected me, but that's a post all on its own. Just know that I haven't had processed sugar in over three weeks and I feel like a saint because of it. Bless up.
  • Sh-Sh-Shaking I'm Shaking - Guys, this Florida-native was not prepared for her first "big" earthquake. A couple months ago around 3am Ziggy pawed at me to let her under the covers and within seconds my entire apartment started vibrating. I panicked and while nothing fell and it really wasn't all that dramatic, my heart rate didn't go back down for an hour. Zig promptly crawled back out once the shaking stopped and sat at attention on the side of the bed with her own little body shaking until I fell back asleep. Then a few weeks ago ANOTHER one woke me up. This one was much less intense and didn't last as long, but damn. Time to stock up on my emergency readiness kits. 
  • 101 in 1001 - I've seen these numbers strung together on the internet for years, but I never actually looked into it until a few weeks ago. Turns out it's a realistic bucket list type deal with 101 actionable items to complete in 1001 days--about two and a half years so you have a couple seasons to get all your PTO in, etc. Obviously, I immediately started making my list. It's not officially official yet, but I did get it written down and I am planning to share *most of* it with you very soon. Y'all know I love lists, adventures, and challenging myself, so this is right up my alley. 
  • Social Media BS  - WHAT IS HAPPENING. Snapchat making light of domestic violence, Facebook giving all our information over to the world's most terrifying trolls, Instagram letting horrible racist gifs slip past the radar?! All this in addition to my already skeptical attitude about logging in simply because of all the fakeness, inescapable, mind-numbing, self-sabotaging comparison, the divisive political status updates (no joke, my friend count goes down every day as I delete people who make me want to rip my hair out of my head)--I'm almost tempted to go analog. I used to enjoy looking at photos and posting my own, but now it's such a process. I want to edit them first, then find the right hashtags, then write a cute, quippy caption, by the time I actually post a damn photo, I'm exhausted. It's definitely made me post less (the algorithm making me feel like no one cares doesn't help), but I will say that I've really enjoyed story-telling through IG stories. I've been trying to be a little less filtered on there--letting y'all hear me singing karaoke at the top of my lungs or hollering at my homies while they bowl. I really enjoy editing videos too, so it's time to conquer my fears. Next goal is to get comfortable talking straight to the camera, so watch out for this vlogger in the making (ha!).  
  • 1 Second Every Day -- Speaking of videos, I downloaded this app that strings together 1-second video clips for you. My plan is to get a clip every day for a year. If nothing else, it'll remind me to find something good or at least something to reflect on every day. Count me in for anything to encourage mindfulness and find something positive about even the most dreary days (and let me tell you, it's been raining constantly for the past few weeks and it is NOT helping my moodiness). Plus, the interface is fire. Highly recommend. 
  • Paddington Bear - I did find one positive (besides the obvious: avoiding wildfires, curing our never-ending drought, not doing my hair) about this miserable weather: THIS COAT. How flippin' cute is it? I've worn it basically every single day, including in the snow here. The pockets are hand-warmers and there's a waterproof media pocket inside. *mind blown* The last time I was this excited about a coat was probably back in this post
  • Books Are Sexy - I've been a reading machine lately. If you guys don't already have library cards, get on it. You don't even have to go to the library to check out ebooks and audiobooks on your phone (or Kindle--I use Kindle for my phone because I have a ginormous iPhone Plus). Follow me on Goodreads to see everything I've been reading, but I just finished "Hillbilly Elegy," and I absolutely loved it. Not because J.D. Vance is a brilliant writer, but because his insight into "hillbilly" culture is eye opening. It was honestly a little painful to read at times because a lot of it just felt so true, applicable, upsetting, therapeutic? I think it sheds light on some of the behaviors that Californians in my little bubble have no idea where to begin to understand (sometimes I feel like an outsider around these parts, tbh). I love that the author knows both sides of the spectrum and eloquently explains it. Anyway, if you read it, let's talk about it. On the other hand, I recently read "The Sea of Tranquility" and hated it. It had awesome reviews, which is why I picked it to begin with, but after finishing it and having SO many questions/objections/WTFs, I found this glorious, scathing review and felt more validated than I have in a VERY long time. 
  • Museum of Ice Cream - I finally got my hands on MOIC tickets and I took gazillions of photos (that's where that photo up there is from). I'm not really sure what to do with them all, so I expect I'll be writing a post about it soon. But if you get a chance, GO! It is a museum entirely dedicated to ice cream + lots of other treats that I can't eat right (see Whole30 bullet), but the photo ops were worth the temptation. I learned tons of tid-bits about the history of ice cream while I was there too. 
That's what I've been up to lately. So many thoughts, so little time. I imagine my lack of posting on this here blog has much to do with the same qualms I have about posting to the 'gram of late, so I'm going to try to get over it. Time to just do it, even if it is just a jumble of bullet points, because I spend enough time overthinking my words in my day job, and hey, this here blog started out as a stream of consciousness anyway. Remember back when I used to write entire posts about my drunk alter ego? Ah, the good old days. 

PS: Need new music? Here's my 2018 playlist so far. Follow along as I update all year. 

HAPPY FRIDAY! 
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