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March 2017 Recap!

My 2017 Goals Revisited:
Do 10 Burpees a day: Pretty consistent with these. I was at 895 burpees YTD as of Friday.

Read 17 books for 2017: oh geez. Way behind on this. Still sitting at 2/17 read.

Do Crossfit 3x a week: ✅✅✅ Made it to 12 WODs, 2 yoga, and 1 mobility class.

Maintain my weight under 200 lb: my scale broke and I’ve yet to buy a new one. I’m going to assume I am still under 200.

After stating the month in Walt Disney World, the rest of my time was spent at home. The lack of travel gave me a chance to focus on consistency with my workouts and meal planning. So excited to meet that workout goal. Hoping to keep on track and knock out another 12 classes for April. I need to focus on better meal prep. I still have too many cheat days and hangry moments.

5 Things

I was tagged by @thenightmarebeforebucky do a thing. Thanks Bella <3


  1. Wallet
  2. Phone
  3. Pen
  4. Sunglasses
  5. Water bottle


  1. All. The. Books.
  2. Candles
  3. Tea mugs ft. cold tea oops
  4. Stuffed animals cos I’m secretly 3
  5. Perfume


  1. Be a biomedical engineer and help improve the quality of peoples lives
  2. Travel
  3. Pursue hobbies that make me happy
  4. Speak at least three languages
  5. Stay curious and passionate


  1. Crossfit
  2. Writing
  3. Learning languages
  4. Reading
  5. Music


  1. Keep applying to jobs
  2. Reply to emails
  3. Study French + Chinese
  4. Grocery store
  5. Sleep omg Eliza get your act together girl!


  1. I can clap with one hand
  2. I’ve lived in the US, Scotland, France, and Austria
  3. I taught myself how to cook
  4. I change my hair colour frequently - my favourite so far is pink
  5. I’ve never been in a relationship

I tag: @rosekgold @lowkeybuckytrash @imhereforbvcky @cassiopeiassky @iwillbeinmynest @avengerofyourheart (of course, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to)

Today is my 32nd birthday.

Or, more precisely, a few hours ago marked the end of my 32nd birthday.  

Huh.  I haven’t been dreading this day, per se, but I haven’t been looking forward to it either.  And I’m not sure the reason why I’m happy or sad or neutral about it.  Part of it stems from simply disliking my own birthday in general; the whole celebrating me thing is just really awkward and not my thing.  And then, because lol honesty is the best policy, I think I dislike this day so much because I’m single. How easy is it to just go for a nice dinner with your person and then home to bed? Bada bing bada boom, what a wonderful evening. 

And nope, I haven’t been dating or looking or caring about men that much either. I am putting zero effort into the whole thing, and yet here I am, typing all this out, so obviously I do care about it. 

And I know I need to feel ok with turning 31 32 and being single.  And I am ok, I swear. I embrace (actually most times even love) being single. I appreciate being on my own and deciding my every move.  When the Detroit opportunity came up I consulted nobody but myself.  I love my career and work place. I’ve lived in five (soon to be six!) countries around the world. I’ve run away from police in Bangkok, sat in a guy’s arms in Nepal as the clouds parted to reveal Mt. Everest, run four full marathons (howww?!), I’ve gone skinny dipping in Malaysia, seen (in my personal opinion) the most beautiful spot in the world in New Zealand, laughed and cried a million times with friends and family, and pursued things that are interesting and wonderful and meaningful in this world. I love my life and who I am, and yet here I write, at 2:22am on my 32nd birthday. 

I don’t even know where I’m going with this, or why I’m typing this all out. Perhaps I’m just feeling lonely and nervous and keep having flash forwards to being 43 and in this exact, same, spot. Because that’s my fear, I suppose. That I’m the girl who slips through the cracks. The girl that just never meets someone on an app or through work or through friends or that-evening-I-wasn’t-thinking-of-going-out-but-did! night.  

Time will tell, I guess. 

In other news, way more exciting news than birthdays and singleness… my visa was approved!!  And this Tuesday I am heading to Detroit for the first time ever. Ohmygosh. Crazy, eh? I’ll work there for two weeks before heading home for Christmas, and then return the first week In January for good(ish). It’s exciting and scary and I am looking forward to something new.  I will know approximately nobody, and am sort of nervous of the whole isn’t-Detroit-dangerous thing, but I’m also ready to live a quiet life and work hard and do crossfit and read and eat healthy and sleep eight hours (hallelujah) a night. I’m actually going to try to blog a lot more when I move. Use you, dear blog, as my friend. Lord knows I’ll need it. So yup, that’s my news. It’s my bday and hi-I’m-still-single and heading to Detroit! Woot! 

Hello 32nd year, let’s see what you have in store for me. 

Today marks my one year anniversary at CrossFit Brunswick and I have so much to say yet it’s so hard to put it all into words. I said a little bit on my Facebook but here it’s different. You guys have literally witnessed every experience I’ve had with CrossFit since day 1. That’s a big deal.

All the negative talk about CrossFit you have heard and seen, please forget about because that doesn’t apply to the CrossFit community I’m a part of.

The guy who originally founded CFB is a long time family friend. I watched him build it up from like 5 people into a giant community right in my home town. My sister was a big part of that group and even my mom. Yet I was so terrified of it I constantly told myself it wasn’t for me.I lied to myself and said: I was too heavy, I wasn’t athletic enough, I could never do those things. To be honest I had no desire to ever lift weights (mostly because it intimidated me)

I’m not sure exactly where the transition to give CrossFit a try happened but I told myself summer of last year once I completed my 5k training I would be ready. I started off with once a week WODS with Kim, Russ and Lydia to get a feel for it and immediately fell in love with it. Although I talked myself out of CF for so long I also think I joined at the right time in my life. I was in a transition period of my life with a new relationship and new home situation. Post 5K accomplishment I was running off of a new self confidence which helped me in the beginning in my gym.

And what an amazing journey it’s been since then. I remember being so anxious I could barely breathe before the workouts. I will never forget the people I met from the start who I bonded with instantly. The trainers pushed me in a way I couldn’t do on my own. I’ve discovered how strong I am and how much potential I have to continue to get stronger. I’ve faced my weaknesses. I’ve failed a lot. I’ve laughed, cried and given everything I’ve got in workouts in that gym.

CrossFit Brunswick is a new home. Not only is it where I work out but a place I go to visit and hang out with my new family. Where I’m inspired by the hard work and strength of others around me. It’s where I’m encouraged to push myself and be great. These people see me daily at my best and worst moments and it means so much.

The middle picture shows my physical progress over the first year and I’m determined to get stronger and keep pushing. In year 2 I’ve got my eyes on mastering pull ups, double unders, and that 200lb deadlift.

Thank you guys for always believing in me and encouraging me through this journey. You all let me talk about crossfit and WODS incessantly and cheer me on along the way.

I don’t think CrossFit is for everyone but I do hope that everyone finds their own something that they love as much as I currently love CrossFit.

I’m just getting started, y’all. Bring on all the muscles.