I am a 23 year old female living in the Puget Sound area. I am in love with all things fitness, especially lifting heavy things and putting them back down. I also enjoy running, cats, Drake, the viola, and everything Spanish / Italian.
Don’t get so caught up in trying to live the “healthiest” and longest life possible that you forget to LIVE.
Staying in good health isn’t an end in and of itself. The PURPOSE of living in a healthier body is the ability to DO more with it. Love more. Play more. Use it for good (or mischief, you little buggers). Getting a fitter body is about more than just HAVING one. You gotta put it to good use.
It’s super easy to fall in love with healthy living: it’s addictive, it’s fun and the benefits are wicked. But if you’re spending more time in the gym than with the people you love or have become so restrictive with your eating that there is no room for spontaneity or JOY, you may want to re-prioritize.
Healthy living = healthier bodies. Healthier bodies = the ability to DO more for longer. Doing more, for longer = the MAIN purpose of healthy living. Don’t forget it.
This weekend was good. Mike got to meet Kelsey and Will and I got drunk and he drove my car and me back to his place and we had awesome sex and stayed in bed until 12:30 and he made me eggs and bacon and toast with apples and tomatoes and just yes. Then went to ikea with Lehua and got a new bookshelf, storage thing. And we got bomb Chinese food and ended up going up to Everett to see Kyle with mike and Lehua and it was pretty just lame and weird. Lehua and mike and I went shooting today and got Burger King and now mike is driving us back and we are gonna make more food at my place and put my furniture together. And then sleep at his place. Mmmmm relationshipppp.
- send her good morning texts
- grab the booty next
- feed her pizza before sex
This was my night last night ;)
Nothing will fuck up your twenties more than thinking you’re supposed to have your shit together.
Past 24 hours have been crazy. I barely slept. Got up at 4 my time to head back to Seattle and L picked me up and I checked my apartment and car and got my cat and took a nap and then L and I ate burgers and did grocery shopping and decided to go hang with work boy at our friend’s place in Cap Hill. It was great. We got vodka and work boy and I just talked things out about how he thinks I’m so gorgeous and beautiful and that he has pushed me away because he had sex with his ex and got a blowjob when he was in California. Which is fine. And he was all if I wanted a relationship right now it would be you. Which is flattering to hear. And then he kissed me when I was sitting on the couch playing on my phone after he peed. Like just straight up passionate kiss where he grabbed my chin and just fucking kissed me. And we laid in bed and talked and it was rad. Then somehow convinced him to come back down with me so we could fuck and he did buttttt we just passed out haha.
Then got up and took him back to our buddy’s and we chilled for a bit then I went up to my old place of work and got lunch and it was great to chat with joe and will and Jeff and such. Then I went to meet new boy on his boat and it was awesome. I got a tour and then we went back to his place and made out and watched Kiki’s delivery service and then we fucked and it was so good that I just want to fuck him forever and ever. And we are already talking dirty to each other and I feel this super connection to him and it is amazing. And we are now together. Which I want. He is my boyfriend. I am glad I didn’t fuck work boy. I am so still in love with him. But it will never work and coast guard boy is so great. So here’s to that. We ate at this rad Irish pub and then I went home. He is coming over tomorrow with flowers to make dinner and have lots of sex. I’m so ready.
Audrey Hepburn (via realizes)