*blue balls not included.
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You know how I feel after a night of roller derby practice? Like I’ve been steam-rolled. Literally. I need some serious stretching… and probably a massage, but who wants to do that at 11 at night?! My body is especially tight and creaky in the morning (and faintly reminiscent of the smell of Icy Hot), so most mornings, my mini-workouts are so half-assed because,... 
This post brought to you by Astroglide… and probably TMI.
When two people move in together (or start sleeping together), there is a MESS of randomly-sized condoms, lubes and lotions, things that make you tingle weirdly, things that are flavored (yuck)… found in one another’s sex drawers (oh c’mon, you ALL have one). Let me tell you how AWKWARD it is going through items that your... 
We can no longer fight it — winter and its corresponding stream of holidays are upon us. To warm up (both my body temperature and my soul), I typically turn to drinking wines this time of year. There’s something especially cozy about having a red wine when hanging out in front of a fireplace. Having a partner certainly makes the cold nights a little more intimate… and the holidays a bit... 
I'm not big on diets. I work out FAR too much to be eating less (eating more is a happy problem to have, I suppose). But because of my insatiable hunger, I need to remind myself about my decisions as to what I put in my body. Sure, FAR too many Twix bars, but I balance that out with enjoying small, regular and HEALTHY meals throughout the day (typically every 3-4 hours -- seriously, I'm HANGRY!). {open to read more} 
What inspires me: Adventure, spontaneity, creativity, individuality & roller derby
If you know me, you know these selections are obvious. I find inspiration and stimulation often in my surroundings — mostly in the unexpected and unplanned adventures — and regularly by the strong and independent ladies I skate with each week. With the latter, I find motivation, strength, camaraderie and a... 
In Cleveland, the city was on a lot of “worst of” lists — one of which, I distinctly remember referring to the city being a horrible place to be single. At the time, amidst several dating attempts and subsequent disasters, I had to agree. I wonder how Pittsburgh compares…
You’re doing it wrong!
Regardless, I think if you haven’t figured out WHAT it is you hope to glean... 
Aside from my womanly-business appointment, I’m pretty bad at keeping regular medical appointments. I’m terrified of the dentist. I can’t seem to find a regular doctor that isn’t a curmudgeonly old… well, dick. And my glasses? Those babies were at least as old as my 21st birthday.
I vaguely remember going to one of those mall stores for an appointment… maybe, six years... 
This blog is about pursuit: a transplanted Clevelander (me) in a new city (that's you, Pittsburgh!), pursuing the role of a self-employed copywriter, becoming a roller derby badass and somehow merging all my to-do items into one ever-growing Bucket List.
And of MY boyfriend. His blue balls started this mess.
