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Glimpses of Sara

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My dad walked me down the aisle and gave me away, despite my bird's nest hairdo.
My dad walked me down the aisle and gave me away, despite my bird’s nest hairdo.
Me and my poison ivy--not thrilled with each other even a week after it appeared.
Me and my poison ivy–not thrilled with each other even a week after it appeared.
Proud mama and her baby boy
Proud mama and her baby boy
So it poured rain the day of commencement, which meant it was a bad hair day. But it was a great day with my new, old friends anyway!
So it poured rain the day of commencement, which meant it was a bad hair day. But it was a great day with my new, old friends anyway!
That would be me.... and, yes, I am smiling behind the mask.
That would be me…. and, yes, I am smiling behind the mask.
A selfie of my mother and I on my last visit.
A selfie of my mother and I on my last visit.
Stainless steel frames with progressive, no-line bifocal lenses that are photochromatic and have a premium oleophobic anti-reflective coating for a mere $136.26 shipped to my mailbox in two weeks or less. Zenni, you should hire me to advertise for you.)
Stainless steel frames with progressive, no-line bifocal lenses that are photochromatic and have a premium oleophobic anti-reflective coating for a mere $136.26 shipped to my mailbox in two weeks or less. Zenni, you should hire me to advertise for you.)
(When you're not great at shooting selfies while driving, transform them into sketches.... ) While I did ask my son how I looked before I left for my first day on the job, I didn't think about shooting a photo -- until I reached my first STOP sign. I look more happy than anxious. :)
(When you’re not great at shooting selfies while driving, transform them into sketches…. ) While I did ask my son how I looked before I left for my first day on the job, I didn’t think about shooting a photo — until I reached my first STOP sign. I look more happy than anxious. :)
Adam and I a mere six years ago...
Adam and I a mere six years ago…
Stars upon thar driver licenses...
Stars upon thar driver licenses…
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My mom with my son Adam and me on Mother's Day 2012.
My mom with my son Adam and me on Mother’s Day 2012.
My son after his final performance in "Beauty and the Beast." He played both a beast and a prince perfectly... just like in real life. :)
My son after his final performance in “Beauty and the Beast.” He played both a beast and a prince perfectly… just like in real life. :)
Me, this morning, with the trusty float destined to save me from all the denizens of the deep -- and the shallows.
Me, this morning, with the trusty float destined to save me from all the denizens of the deep — and the shallows.
My mom and I when we visited the butterfly museum last summer.
My mom and I when we visited the butterfly museum last summer.
Actually, I was holding the pitchfork, and I wasn't smiling...
Actually, I was holding the pitchfork, and I wasn’t smiling…
Temporarily pouting, but permanently enlightened!
Temporarily pouting, but permanently enlightened!
Spontaneous selifes by way of illustration: The two on the left were done with modern technology, me looking at what would be the mirror image WYWIWYG. The right one, quasi modern, digital smartphone camera but holding it as I would a traditional camera.
Spontaneous selifes by way of illustration: The two on the left were done with modern technology, me looking at what would be the mirror image WYWIWYG. The right one, quasi modern, digital smartphone camera but holding it as I would a traditional camera.
Loving being with my husband
Loving being with my husband
My friend Robena and I took a selfie prior to embarking on the Dash for Diabetes 5K Saturday morning.
My friend Robena and I took a selfie prior to embarking on the Dash for Diabetes 5K Saturday morning.
Daughter-in-love and mother-in-love. :)
Daughter-in-love and mother-in-love. :)
The fun before the storm... Little Orange Riding Hood and her sister Trish with unruly, not overly photogenic or cooperative football fans in the background. Did these people not feel the raindrops splashing around us? This was the weekend before the Nightmare with Coughin' began...
The fun before the storm… Little Orange Riding Hood and her sister Trish with unruly, not overly photogenic or cooperative football fans in the background. Did these people not feel the raindrops splashing around us? This was the weekend before the Nightmare with Coughin’ began…
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Category: gym life

This is more disturbing than stepping in gum
gym life, humor, life

This is more disturbing than stepping in gum

I’ll give you a clue. It involves bare skin. You can call me “Sweet Cheeks.” Or “Sticky Buns.” But don’t … Continue reading This is more disturbing than stepping in gum

Make them want what you have
aging, gym life, humor

Make them want what you have

Whether I intend to or not, I am marketing by the way I live — positively or negatively. You are too. We are marketers. Continue reading Make them want what you have

‘Chill’ doesn’t come close to describing the experience
gym life, humor, life

‘Chill’ doesn’t come close to describing the experience

My health club opened the “Chill” room during frozen January. It wasn’t a big seller — but should have been. Continue reading ‘Chill’ doesn’t come close to describing the experience

Hellos are far superior to goodbyes
Christian life, friends, gym life

Hellos are far superior to goodbyes

I was snuggled with my husband for a couple minutes before saying goodbye for the day. “Tori can’t say goodbye … Continue reading Hellos are far superior to goodbyes

My 5 tips for success at the gym in 2018
exercise, gym life, New Year's

My 5 tips for success at the gym in 2018

… and I want workout partners, if you’re available. It’s the time of year when our health club is overrun … Continue reading My 5 tips for success at the gym in 2018

Connie’s got this — but pray anyway, please!
Christian life, friends, gym life

Connie’s got this — but pray anyway, please!

Prayers, please! As I type, my friend Connie is at the hospital undergoing surgery to remove a lobe of her lung that encases a nodule. Continue reading Connie’s got this — but pray anyway, please!

It’s Pinterest not Pimpterest — and other random thoughts
gym life, humor, life

It’s Pinterest not Pimpterest — and other random thoughts

Dear Pinterest, Please stop sending me messages along the lines of “It’s a match: Sara and Kevin.” Just. Stop. I … Continue reading It’s Pinterest not Pimpterest — and other random thoughts

And the verdict is: It’s NOT cancer!
friends, gym life, inspiration

And the verdict is: It’s NOT cancer!

“Good morning,” I said as I greeted Connie in the locker room before swim class Wednesday. “How are you?” “Just … Continue reading And the verdict is: It’s NOT cancer!

When your friend battles breast cancer…
character, friends, gym life

When your friend battles breast cancer…

What I appreciated most about Connie throughout her battle with breast cancer was her transparency. Continue reading When your friend battles breast cancer…

Fight breast cancer and carry a big stick…
friends, gym life

Fight breast cancer and carry a big stick…

I don’t care if this blog post goes viral, but I sure wish your prayers, good thoughts, fingers crossed or whatever on Connie’s behalf do. Pray for Connie. Spread the word, please. Continue reading Fight breast cancer and carry a big stick…

An argument for communication…
character, gym life, humor

An argument for communication…

How I was forced to communicate my frustration with someone’s lack of communication. Continue reading An argument for communication…

Keep the girls covered…
gym life, humor, life

Keep the girls covered…

It might be American culture or simply our locker room’s culture, but our unwritten rules clearly indicate that nakedness is a transitory state. Continue reading Keep the girls covered…

“Sara’s birthday’s in the house”
friends, gym life, humor

“Sara’s birthday’s in the house”

Sara’s birthday’s in the house. Or gym. Or office. Wherever. Today. Continue reading “Sara’s birthday’s in the house”

Today’s workout goal? No sweat!
gym life, humor, life

Today’s workout goal? No sweat!

The reason was this: I had walked into the nearly empty locker room before 6 this morning in time to hear a woman in a wet swimsuit say, “The showers are closed?” Continue reading Today’s workout goal? No sweat!

When you get to tell your story…
Christian life, gym life, inspiration

When you get to tell your story…

Stories never cease to remind me that God can make something incredible from a perfect mess. Continue reading When you get to tell your story…

How’s your masterpiece?
Christian life, gym life, humor

How’s your masterpiece?

Thinking of my body as a masterpiece — as Rosie does — makes me appreciate how and why God made me uniquely me. Continue reading How’s your masterpiece?

Was this an unredeemable moment?
gym life, humor, memories

Was this an unredeemable moment?

What kind of person can leave behind a tampon in a shower? Did it fall out, unnoticed? (Not bloody likely.) Continue reading Was this an unredeemable moment?

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