My tan lines from the 4 grueling hours of finishing the Spartan (Super) Race are absolutely ridiculous! As you can see from these snaps of my bare shoulders, these sun deposited lines just won't budge! More about my experience as a Spartan in a post soon to come.
I've been wearing a lot of red lately. No gentleman or valentine this season but ironically, very much feeling the love. I've always been blessed with phenomenal family and friends who fortunately, see that I never experience life without it. But the type of love I'm referencing feels different. It isn't expressed in the same capacity I'm used to, it is found in things that are both great and small, it isn't reserved for a particular person or thing: this love has a different depth and a greater intensity. It's freakin bold!
Life is good. The goals I've set out for January, I've achieved and then some. The highlights: I've enrolled in my first class of grad school, completed the Spartan Super Race, I started a book club, increased my hours as an ABA therapist and I've ditched makeup....mkay, just powders/foundation but my skin is undoubtedly grateful for it. I'm doing ok. Most days, optimistic for the months to come but... <--- the three letter word that carries the sole function of eradicating all of the lovely reflections preceding.