Fallen of the cafe wagon (again.)

Well, I’ve relapsed. Again. Calm down. I mean on coffee. It’s actually not that big of a deal. But lemme backtrack a few steps for those of you who’ve not been updated and know me as a life-long caf-fiend who always swore a life of death before decaf. A few months ago, during my #30daysofnewthings challenge, I opted to nix the gargantuan pot of coffee I might as well have.. Read More

#30daysofnewthings: the heartest challenge yet?

“I’ve got something you can do for your 30 Days…” my physical therapist told me. Despite my 100% reverence for him, I admittedly wanted to eyeroll. Or smirk. Or both, I’m not sure which. We were both in one’a those “mid-week” kinda moods. But for him, I imagine, it was even more frustrating. After all, I hadn’t been in in two weeks, my spine and hips were all misaligned, and.. Read More

Starbucks’s imminently selling coconut milk; my body is ready.

“You know what would make this green tea soy latte better?” “What?” “Nothing. Nothing at all.” This is an actual conversation I’ve had before, while orally worshipping the frothy forest colored beverage before me. The world morphs into a Monet of the senses during those first few sips. Speaking to me’s useless as I seek to satisfy the fiend within. However, it didn’t take long for me to move onto.. Read More

Cafe Ve-run-a: drinking joe pre-gym.

Two things are for sure in my life. Coffee. And coffee. Okay, three: and… cardio. Both the liquid A.M. pick me up and my kicks kickin’ up dirt and sweat have proven equally addictive pastimes for me. In fact, the coffeemaker on my counter hasn’t taken a holiday since the day we met. Even that one when I said I was going to quit cold turkey. (“I just… need to.. Read More