I am a rhinoceros. I realized that just a few hours ago, and I love it! Let’s settle one thing first. If you read that title and in any way think, “Aww, shame” or have any kind of pity that I would think of myself as a rhino, then you and I are different creatures … More I’m Proud to be a Rhinoceros!
Welcome to Manuscript Monday, dear readers. Making an appearance late in my manuscript is St. Paul’s Cathedral, London. I climbed this cathedral in May, 2011 with a friend. It was a long climb just to the Whispering Gallery (259 steps) and I wasn’t there long before the fire alarm sounded and we were evacuated. … More Climbing St. Paul’s Cathedral in London
“Tell the truth…” Kurt asked me, as we stood atop Table Mountain, looking down over the Atlantic Ocean and toward the Chapman’s Peak drive we would take later, “When did you want to quit?” I just smiled and turned back toward the view. It was a perfectly clear day. “Okay, I’ll go first.” He said, … More Up is Better Than Down
Why hike Table Mountain? Why not? Here is a list of the personal reasons that made me wary of climbing Table Mountain: No cartilage in my right knee and a dwindling supply in my left = pain; bone spurs; knee catches An old, torn miniscus that was never repaired = pain; knee catches I’m obese. … More Stop and Smell the Flowers of Platteklip Gorge
We climbed Table Mountain. We chose the “easiest” route. “Easiest” does not mean “easy.” But it was worth every torturous moment. This was Kurt’s view for most of the climb: Just a preview of this and other Cape Town adventures throughout the coming weeks. Love, Marla
Welcome to RANT FRIDAY! Today’s rant is thanks to Leanne, of Weigh to Health, and her friend Becca, of Between Wander and Wonder, who wrote a beautiful post titled “I Am Guilty of Gymming While Fat.” Their posts spurred my own conversation today, and I think this type of discussion does best when as many … More Complimenting Fat People at the Gym (RANT FRIDAY!)
I had an altercation at the gym this morning. Sort of. It was more like a one-sided lecture and me taking what I consider the “high road.” I wondered how I could combine this with the “Baby Big Five” post today, and realized that the same thing happened in Kruger. Sort of. We unintentionally frightened … More Gym Confrontation (and a Baby Elephant): Baby Big Five Part Two
Okay, so I can’t bench press your Mama, unless she’s a petite woman who weighs 110 pounds or less, in which case, yes. Yes, I can, in fact, bench press your Mama. Yup. My new one-rep max on the bench press is 50kg, or 110 pounds. (See video below. And no, it’s not assisted. He … More I Can Bench Press Your Mama
*Warning: Today’s post contains implied foul language* Uh oh. I’m in love. (No, not with this guy, although I took his photo because I think I recognized him as a super-fan from a promo of Blue Bulls fans.) Not even with these guys… Nope. I’m in love with the sport itself. Don’t get me wrong. … More My First Rugby Match: Be Still My Beating Heart!
Well since Marla is moving and super busy I have been recruited to do a bit of a guest blog and make Marla’s blog mine for a day. Cue maniacal laughter… muahahahaha. No but really. I’ve been following Marla for a while now and we comment back and forth, she is such a source of … More If Marla’s Blog were MINE!
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