Love the Life you Live, Live the Life you Love

Thus far my room situation has been suprapar. Okay I just made that word up using my recently memorized medical prefixes and suffixes. Supra means beyond and par means average so therefore: Suprapar is beyond average. Hopefully I'm not saying like...SUPER AVERAGE! As in just about as average as you can get, but more of a better than average. Basically I'm saying it's great. I was a little apprehensive living with Colin, to say the least. Not that his conservative Catholic, ROTC, training-obsessed little self isn't entertaining as all hell or anything...but him and I are very different in many ways. Plus we are over competitive with each other, to say that least. And he eats weird food. But other than those little quirks, he's clean, he takes out the trash, he's quiet, and he comes with a bike rack and trainer. He also keeps me motivated to train because lets face it, I can't stand to see him train and feel like a lazy piece. My other roomie Cait was also a c...

I officially have a new appreciation for all moms in the world, or dads for that matter. I find it hard enough to clean up after myself...much less after a kid or dog or spouse or what have you. When you're on you're own, simply LIVING is exhausting. I DO find myself eating the ODDEST things though, especially when I come home and I'm too exhausted to make something. Dinners the past two weeks have included, but was certainly not limited to: -Tortilla dipped in jelly - not even jelly spread on it, literally just taking the jelly jar, standing in front of the fridge and dipping a tortilla in it -Runny eggs eaten directly out of the frying pan because I didn't want to wash a plate -Veggie burger without a bun - because I didn't feel like bending over to get the bread off the bottom shelf -A mixed drink (Dole juice and vodka) with mixed fruit in it - a personal all time low, not proud of this one. -GU Recovery Brew...because who DOESN'T want pure protein Flavored a...