hey! two days in a row

Currently, I’m sitting an an 85 degree hotel room, as my partner sits in a scalding hot salt bath to sweat out that last kilo for an 8am weigh-in. Words <–well, lookit that. a title> she certainly wasn’t a writer and so definitely not a poet         not a talker either         not one to use words…

cajun daquiris, other

So, in Shreveport they have this joint called Cajun Daquiris. It is a small cinder block drive-thru building with a garish alligator (or crocodile?) mascot. You pull up to the window and order basically an alcoholic slurpee. And they come in ridiculous sizes. The middle size is 32 oz (which I stupidly ordered and am…

I’m already a day behind

By virtue of my traveling this week to Shreveport for the 2014 National Master’s Weightlifing Championships — in which my participation is to provide the real lifters with an easy adversary — I am already behind. But I persevere. [No Title Yet] I brush my teeth thrice: once in the shower, the scald filling my…

April is National Poetry Month

And so it begins, as it does on every April 1, where I intend to post a daily, rough-hewn verse-or-so. And then it ends, typically on April 2. I’ll try harder this year, folks. [No Title Yet] March, I believe I’m quitting you. Not leaving, as I’m not the one who moved in. No, that…

hyphens

The summer has been careless, the sun appearing every few days, as though hungover and half-hearted in its shining. Peaches are sour and water-logged from the rain, which falls reluctantly as though called upon too often. Seems only the weeds are happy — clover and dandy and crab — they shiver with the joy of…

break

This week is winter break. I have a week free from teaching; a week of daytime flexibility (save for a few days I have to go onto campus for meetings). Additionally, I’ve somehow made it so that I am all caught up on reading/grading. So, what will I do with myself? I wonder. I need…

the open

Every year, CrossFit HQ organizes the CrossFit Open, where individual affiliates can participate in a worldwide competition for entrance into the CrossFit Games. Any CrossFit athlete can register and log their scores to see how they stack up — and potentially win a spot in the regional competitions. And I have no chance, not one…

nothing to see here

Alright. Gird yourselves; this is a non-crossfit post. This here blog started a few years ago when my youngest, who is now 9 years old, was but a wee babe. I wrote several times a week about the intersections (collisions) between being a mother and being an academic. In fact, this blog used to be…

through hardships to the stars

Per aspera ad astra. walking we are caught, by tiny hooks that hold our hope our skin may be scratched, but nothing holds us back i will be brave, my body may change but my spirit will stay, i will be brave Today, I went to the gym. Today, the programmed workout was 5 rounds…

banana chocolate chip muffins

When I chew, it sounds like there’s someone squishing a soapy wet sponge in my left ear, and my right-side jaw feels like I’ve been punched. Therefore, for about 10 days now, I’ve been “eating” a lot of soup and smoothies. But when the storm came earlier this week, I decided I had to bake…