whitney dziurawiec

Whitney, you shouldn't run today. But dad! Whitney, it's icy and uneven and you'll fall. It's a bad idea. Unfortunately, I fall in love with bad ideas. And choosing to run outside anyways (with the mindset of, if I can't run a few miles in the snow, there is no way I'll be able to run 26.2 miles in not snow) was one of the BEST worst ideas I've ever given into. is it just me, or are you hearing that Rocky background music too? hey thanks everyone for shoveling your sidewalks I usually prefer the bone-breaking risk of hurdles in the ice anyways it was at this point that I decided if the ground was going to be this terrible, I might as well run where it's pretty and no one will see me fall (looking back, probably a bad idea) so I went off course and was astounded who needs to feel their toes anyways? I've always said, "You can turn anything into a workout!" photographers, as proven in my photoshoot ...

It is an interesting time. Though I think life always has that opportunity, to be interesting. Granted, I completely understand mundane schedules, endless nanny days, and pointless work shifts. However, one of the most beautiful things about life is that it always carries the opportunity to be interesting, and it is the interested who take hold of that, who appreciate moments, and find themselves with a story at the end of the day. It is the bored who are boring, the uninterested who are uninteresting. Those who see their lives, or jobs, or schools, as pointless who end up having pointless days. And though the abnormalities that come with this season—the Christmas parties, the family nights, the snow-chilled mornings—carry a bit of newness in them, we can all agree that because of the tradition that Christmas carries, it has the potential to feel like a rerun every year. PANTS. normal and yet oh-so-wonderful yearly anniversaries [redundant] (I made them) t...