Return to Pre-Relationship Pants

  In my 20’s and 30’s I was a runner, even a one-time Olympic-distance triathlete.  I was a good runner, hitting a 6:30-minute mile.  And at that age, I took that level of fitness for granted. Blah. Blah. Blah. Yawn…. I ran my first half marathon in 10 years.  I won my age group category. Read More …

Day 13

Day 13 finds me in a better place than Days 1-4.  Detox.  It’s the part that I hate.  But after…energy comes.  I am feeling better.  Gone:  my bloated belly, the nighttime GERD, the pain in my diaphragm, sleeplessness, and 3 lbs of body fat.  My clothes fit better and I have more energy for Em.  Read More …

Bun In The Oven

Heat. Pavement. Stroll. Humid. Sauna. Love, love, love! Pores, muscles: fluid. Yes! Neighbor. Lady. Car. Smile. Courtesies. Question: “Bun? Oven?” Record-scraaaatch!! Grin. Fake. Inside: Laughter…scream (NOOOOOO!!). Smile. Courtesy. Neighbor. Embarrassment. Joke: “Me? Walks. Yes, me.  Ha Ha! Bye Bye!” Grin…no, frown. Step. Step. Step. Step. Home. Diet. Exercise. Sigh.   Copyright © 2015, Ilana Hulsey Rea. All rights reserved.