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God, Guns, Gravy, Grits and Country Music–What a 14-Year-Old-Teen Learned on a Road Trip Heading South

When we decided to journey South for Spring Break, Brooke had no idea what she was in for. She has been to Florida many times–Disney, Ft. Lauderdale, Naples, Miami, all by air. Traveling by car, however, was a life-changing experience for this fourteen year old. You certainly see a lot more than drifting clouds from … Read more God, Guns, Gravy, Grits and Country Music–What a 14-Year-Old-Teen Learned on a Road Trip Heading South

A Winter Tradition In New York City

The rush as the skyline comes into view as you drive over the George Washington Bridge…The incessant din of honking taxis…the nostalgic aroma of roasted chestnuts…the crowds…the lights…there is nothing in the world like the energy of New York City during the holiday season!

Three Reasons Not To Start Practicing Yoga

October 1, 2017October 1, 2017pedisnpassports

Today is my two-month YOGAversary. Yes, I’m aware of the exact date I began practicing yoga and am celebrating each and every second, minute, hour, month–everyday should be a celebration of something, right?

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But heed my warning: Yoga is a powerful force that you may want to avoid at all costs. I was not aware of the spell it would cast over every aspect of my being. I am writing this to save you! BEWARE!!!

My First Hot Yoga Class Was A Hot Mess

August 27, 2017August 27, 2017pedisnpassports

Today officially marks one month that I’ve been practicing yoga. Attending Vinyasa and Yin 5-6 times a weeks has been so enlightening. This journey is remarkable. I have nothing but wonderful things to say about how I feel inside and out.

That is until my first Bikram (hot) class. Due to a conflict in schedule, the hot class was the only one I could attend that day, so I figured after a month into this, it was time to give it a shot.

Now I have given birth three times, one being completely natural childbirth. Nothing in my life has ever come close to that level of torturous pain–until now.