What….a weekend. Not only did Friday mark the end of my fourth Whole Life Challenge, but it also marked the start of a three-day celebration that was my high school/college friends bachelorette party down in Ocean City, MD.  I’ve known this girl for exactly half of my life, so being able to hang with all of her closest friends in the sunshine all weekend was pretty wonderful. Not only that, but I was feeling pretty amazeballs coming off of my most successful WLC to date. I can’t remember a time in my life that I’ve felt totally comfortable in a bikini (I know the ladies feel me!). Honestly, I never really thought that would happen. Every year, when I try on my bathing suit for the first time I just kind of think:

“Eh. I’ll just get used to this by the end of summer.”

No more! I put in a lot of work, sweat, and have made some tough choices along the way and am damn pleased with where I find myself these days.  I have more energy.  I’m happier just in general. I sleep SO much better and wake up with relative ease…though it still takes me a solid 20 min and a giant Bulletproof coffee to be a fully functioning human being with limbs that do what they’re told. I don’t think I’ll ever escape that…but at least now it happens before noon. I even agreed to start a garden and upon my return found some little strawberries starting to form. Hooray!


Hello there, little strawbaby!

I’ve had a pretty significant paradigm shift in my thinking, my approach to food, my mindset with WODs, my body image and how I view others opinions, really my entire outlook over the past six months…but that’s for another post (soon, lover…soon).  I even went out and danced without having twenty drinks! Whaaat?! Usually I have to be pretty liquified before I start busting rugs. Alas, I was getting jiggy til the wee hours of the night with nothing but water to fuel my moves. Which were…obviously…amazing. The sun set, and rose again as day 2 began.

Da na na na na…TEQUILA!


I defy you to stand in the water at Seacrets without a solid buzz to make you forget what you’re definitely walking around in that you don’t want to be.

Señor Patron and I got down and dirty in the sunshine.  We had reunited and it felt so good. Until 5pm Sunday when the hangover and (completely delicious) ham/cheese croissant I had for breakfast all hit me like a ton of bricks.  After a two hour nap on the porch floor with my dog, I housed some monk fish liver and sushi and began to feel like a person again.

Enough of that. I have way more on all that stuff to chat with you about, but I have to save that for later. Today is really about my new chicken recipe that happened because after this weekend I was insanely lazy and did not even want to look at a grocery store, let alone go into one. The laziness started early, when I went downstairs to make coffee and saw the dishes piled high that had accumulated in my absence.


Who doesn’t love Monday morning dish duty?  Oh and now we needed something for dinner. Meal plans, lists, shopping. Gross. So…what did I have on hand? Luckily, enough to fashion what ended up being a completely satisfactory meal. I threw a bunch of crap that seemed like it would go together into my crockpot, turned it on, crossed my fingers and waited for my fate. The friggin chicken wasn’t even fully thawed out. Just chucked that bird block right in. I was even too lazy to sear anything first. Another pot to clean? No thank you. Not today, stove. Not today.


8 Chicken Thighs, skinless (i rarely go sans-skin..but it’s what i had for an emergency meal in the freezer)
4 cloves garlic, chopped
14 oz can diced tomatoes
1/3 cup salsa (I went hot)
1 tbsp salt
1 tbsp black pepper
1 1/2 tsp cumin
1 tsp oregano
1 tsp paprika
1 tsp onion powder
1 tsp garlic powder
1 tsp chili powder
1/4 tsp cayenne pepper

1) Mix the spices up and coat the chicken thighs.

2) Put everything into the cr0ckpot. Cook on low for 6 hours. Break the chicken up, mic it around and let it go another hour. That’s really it.


Serve it over some cauliflower rice so some serious comfort food fixins.  Just because the Whole Life Challenge is over, doesn’t mean it’s time to start loading up on pizza and candy.  It’s time to, once again, take some of what I’ve learned and allow it to bleed into my life after WLC…like it does every time.