When Streaking Becomes Stressful

As I have talked about ad nauseam around this blog, I love streaking. Streaking is a huge motivation for me, and it’s many times one of the biggest motivating factors for me. Sometimes, though, the stress of a streak can grow too much. Well, not the stress of the streak itself, but the stress of “oh my gawd, I have …

Never Miss Twice

It happened (or didn’t happen, I should say) yesterday: I missed writing a post for the first time in 82 days. I realized it this morning when I awoke and was still laying in bed. “Maybe I can just get up real quickly and write a quick post and call it good.” Sure, I could have done that, but I’d …

Never Thought I’d Do This

This whole second kid thing is just about killing me. Sleep deprivation is real, and I’m scrambling to fulfill my duties at home, get my actual job work done, and maintain some kind of fitness. My dad fitness is in full effect, and today was a prime example of that. It was a long day and my dad/husband duties trumped …

Knowing when to say when

As I’ve shared several times before, I’m a streaker. But sometimes you need to know when to say when, and let a streak go. Sometimes keeping the streak alive just for sake of it isn’t worth it. I haven’t hit that point yet, but I’ve come close several times with some of my longer streaks. The good thing to know, …

I’m a Streaker

I’ll cut right to the chase: I love a good streak. I *may* have run a naked mile in college once, and I have most definitely ridden in the past four World Naked Bike Rides in Portland, but I’m not talking about getting naked. I’m talking about doing something – writing a blog post, going for a run, or reading …