On the eve of the Boston Marathon, we at Spartan Race, along with the country, pay tribute to all the victims and survivors of last year’s attack.
Pictured are athletes and citizens who lived through the events but won’t let tragedy grind them to a halt. This series shot by Robert X. Fogerty for Dear World captures the resilience of those affected that can’t be dampened. Please visit their site to learn more about these people’s stories.
Boston is as strong as community as the world has. We are proud to be part of it. On Marathon Monday, we will be there. And along with the rest of the world, we will be watching a city recover as one.
Ugh. I’m not surprised. Plus it’s run by like an 80 year old woman. I’m one of two people on a team of 15 under the age of 30 and I’m just so ugh about this entire thing.
- My 24 hours of not caring what I put into my body was pretty much what I expected. I didn’t have any straight up bread so there was no doubled over in pain stuff going on, but I felt gross and awful and I was hungry the entire day. I probably ate well over 2000 calories yesterday because I had so little fat. Lots of junk food because it was easy and didn’t require effort to prepare.
- I started my day off today with coffee, eggs, bacon, and Gouda. I’m bringing a porkchop, bacon, and butter to work. I should probably bring my macadamias too.
- I applied for the Rutgers job and my dream job yesterday. I want to aim for two a day but with two jobs right now I don’t know if I’ll be able to pull that off until Sunday.
- I have my second day of Vera Bradley training today. Directly followed by a 3-close Lush shift. I’m not looking forward to the VB part. I’m going to be reckless and irresponsible with this post and state that I am so annoyed by their dress code. Yeah, I know, lots of employers don’t want their employees to have visible tattoos. But why the fuck does that matter. Why. Why can’t I make my skin more comfortable for me to live in. I have my tattoos out all the time at Lush and our customers don’t have a problem with it. And guess what? On days I work both jobs, the rich ladies I have to cover up for at VB are going to go into Lush afterwards and drop $100 on our stuff after having fun with a girl covered in tattoos.
I put soap in my doritos so I guess you can say that
friendly reminder that you’re allowed to miss one workout or seven if you feel like it, if you don’t have enough time, if you aren’t feeling alright mentally or physically and you don’t owe anyone an apology. exercise is not an obligation, not a punishment, fuck fitblr quotes plastered on lean bodies that conceal an unhealthy obsession with weight control. full rest days are ok and taking a break and coming back when you’re ready is ok. (✿◠‿◠)
Yesterday I applied for jobs at Columbia in New York and LINK Unlimited in Chicago. So far today I have applied at Rutgers and now I’m starting one for an organization that is basically my dream job in Baltimore.
I am laughing so hard at how they photoshopped her ass.