Her Story Is Our Story Is History

Today, we have a chance to make history. We are either about to nominate our first female president or an egomaniac with no experience, high delusions, and intense prejudices against anyone who is not a white man. Today, we define our country.

Change is imminent, no matter the victor because we have experienced politics in a manner that is unprecedented. We have demanded more, in some cases (Clinton), and less in others (Trump). We have proven that when using our voices and our votes, we can define progress. Bernie Sanders did not run and lose in vain. He has forced a largely moderate Clinton more towards the left, although I will argue, her moderate tendencies were inspired by the obstacle of being a woman in politics over the past thirty years. She did not have flexibility to be a flaming liberal in a world that already wanted to silence her.

Over those last thirty years, Clinton has made quite a few changes in her beliefs, and so has this country. As we have grown and progressed, so has she. In Bossypants, Tina Fey writes that politics is the only profession in which experience works against the candidate. In order to be a successful politician, one has to abide by his or her party, which is, thankfully ever-changing. This is by no means an endorsement of the two-party system. I am a registered Independent because I don’t believe my politics can be defined by one party, or for that matter, one perfect candidate. Perfection does not exist.

I’ve read that some Trump supporters believe he is an enigma, decimating the two-party system and telling the world exactly who he is. Yes, actually, he has. For one, I do not associate Donald Trump as a true Republican, which is a compliment to that party. Two, his honesty has proven to be his strongest attribute. Such honesty is disheartening, offensive, and dangerous to the progress we have made over the past thirty years.

A victory for Hillary Clinton will not be the birthday of true equality. It will, however, be a start. Our choice in Clinton will be a definitive statement that equality is what this country desires and we will continue to fight for it. Love him or hate him, President Obama has done incredible things for this country in regards to equality. Only Clinton, of the candidates facing off in this election, will continue his legacy. It is a legacy that Hillary Clinton has participated in throughout her career. She is not only the best candidate against Trump, she is the best candidate.

A victory for Donald Trump does not end our journey to true equality, but it will be a huge, discomforting, and disgusting barrier in which we have to climb. Call it, a costly, ugly wall that we ourselves will have agreed to pay for because we either voted for Trump or refused to vote for Clinton. His words and actions are most often sexist, racist, zenophobic, homophobic, and ableist. He does not know what he is doing but because he is a famous face, is unafraid to spout his prejudiced words (because let’s be real, what did he have to lose in doing so?), and is a white man, he has won success. Let him win no more.

Use your vote today to promote progress, seek equality, and stand up to the bullies that have been trying to shut us up. We are America. We are different. We are free. We must be with Hillary Clinton.

Breathe In, Breathe Out, DON’T Hit Send

Da Cubs! (Like Da Bears, but with Cubs. Get it?)

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I’m glad that my Red Sox weren’t part of that game 7 the other night because it was insane. Fun, but crazy and nerve-wracking and I’ve never felt so happy and so sad for the same reason with such intensity.

On another note, this election is tearing me apart. I have to physically and emotionally restrain myself from commenting on other people’s Facebook pages to keep the peace and ensure that I don’t isolate loved ones when this is all over. It will be my birthday. I expect birthday love. I just don’t understand how the choice can be so clear and people so ignorant.

But…instead of obsessing over this, I’m gonna post some long-awaited food pics.

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I really think in another life, I could have been a chef. When I put in time and effort, I’m pretty good at this cooking thing. And it’s mostly healthy- except for the sweet tooth thing. My sweet tooth needs to RELAX.

It’s Friday, friends. Next week is a big one. Momentous. I turn 27.

Oh, and also, we have the biggest election day of all of our lives. I hope my Grandma gets to see the first female president elected. My Grandma is awesome. So is Hillary Clinton.

VOTE!

Nasty November

All you Bad Hombres and Nasty Women, let’s bring it to the polls in November.

That debate last night was…sad. It’s sad that politics have come to this. If I can find a clever way of being “Nasty Hillary” or maybe even “Puppet Hillary” for Halloween, I will. Unfortunately, I’m not creative in such regards. We’re getting close to the election date and I’m scared, excited, and relieved all at once.

Moving on…

Breakfast was a big bowl of oats.

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Lunch was salad and soup (not pictured).

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Dinner was fish tacos with asparagus– not photographed because I was hungry girl and devoured immediately upon sitting. Also, I was distracted by the debate.

No gym time thanks to a late day, the debate, and a tired body. I’ll be able to hit it harder and stronger tonight!

Tis Thursday, which means we can officially start talking about the weekend. Hit it.

Good Sweat, Bad Sweat, What’s the Diff?

As I’m sure you know by now, exercise is my main stress reliever. This past week, I’ve been incorporating more core work into my routine as well as some intervals. I haven’t been as organized when it comes to scheduling, but rather focused on doing what I feel like on that day.

This week I had two runs that felt a bit on the painful side. Today, I was going to run at the track, but I chose the time when school gets out so it would have been a crowded, jammed mess- and that’s just the parking situation. Instead, I ran around my neighborhood, up and down and up and down even more hills. Then I went on a nice long walk with my friend Molly. When I went with my mom to walk the dog around the block, very short, it was growing cooler outside, which is very exciting. I love throwing on a sweatshirt and Yoga pants. Though it is kind of a pain to be cold in the morning when you leave for the day and hot and sweaty when you’re heading home or out and about. All about the layers!

I also started today off by meeting my friend Nouha at the gym to do a quick couple of minutes on the bike, followed by an intensive body strength and core workout that worked up a nice sweat and burn. This included jumping jacks (250 total!), prison squats which we affectionately entitled “Pipers,” alternating lunges, alternating standing kickbacks, push-ups (no more modified for me!), mermaid raises, leg lifts, hip lifts, sit ups, and everyone’s favorite, Russian Twists. We did five sets of ten reps. After, I did a 3.1 run that was hot and sweaty because I didn’t realize how warm it was until I was already on my way.

Yesterday, I worked the polls all day and didn’t have time for a workout. This was the perfect time for me to take my rest day because on Monday, I was feeling a bit off and weaker than usual. On Monday, Nouha and I did a strength workout using dumbbells, four sets of twelve reps. I followed this up with a few minutes on the bike and elliptical because my body wasn’t feeling any high intensity intervals. Finishing off with a strong core workout left me ready to relax and recover.

On Sunday, I pushed myself through four miles on my hilly route. My legs and lungs weren’t feeling as strong as they usually are, but I made it to the end, up a very steep hill that left me clutching my side for breath. My allergies were definitely in effect, but didn’t hurt me until the point I stopped running and started to walk. After a long recovery period, I did some Yoga moves before bed.

I found myself arriving to the gym just in time for the storm to roll in on Saturday. I heard the thunder looming, but the minute I stepped through the doors, the rain started pouring. Lucky me for once! I performed a strength workout using the barbells, nervous about clutching a large metal sticks with thunder and lightning striking outside, but I’m probably just paranoid. Before the gym closed, I finished off my workout with a quick ten minute sprint session on the Elliptical. I believe I mentioned I took a short break from swimming while the pool was being renovated, but I’m looking forward to getting back to it.

My scheduled rest day had been on Friday because it was so hot! That Thursday, I had a nice long run just as the sun was going down for the day, so I wasn’t quite as drippy or gross. I’ve learned that there is a good sweat and a bad sweat. The good comes from hard work, the bad from heat and humidity.

My fitness goals for fall is to extend the length of my runs, despite any hills, and to be able to perform my push-ups all the way touching the ground. TBC!