This site was named after me. It is a nickname I was given many, many years ago and it seemed only fitting that it become the namesake of my ranting in a digital world.
I am the quintessential 40-something-is-definitely-the-new-20-something fitness fanatic weaving through the fog of a broken heart looking for my happy ending.
Here is where I write about my thoughts, life, hopes, dreams, aspirations, shit that pisses me off, injustices on which I must speak out and even (occasionally) totally stupid stuff. These are the pieces of me that I want to share; interesting observations, encouragement to live your healthiest and best life, reflective moments, random thoughts, and soul searching. Sometimes you may laugh your ass off.
If you are afraid of what you might read here, leave immediately and never speak of this blog again.
I have imposed a rating on this site of R to pre-empt the use of curse words, the potential to shock the hell out of you, and other unmentionables that I won’t totally get into here. You will figure it out for yourself.
It is still a mystery where my roots will be planted for the long haul, but if you’re gonna spend any time trying to figure it out, it may as well be here.
Time to stop looking in the rear view mirror and focus forward.
It is entirely possible that you may actually read something here that will provoke thought, so beware.
