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latchkey kid I was a latchkey kid growing up. My mom was working and going to school. So I was home alone for at least an hour or two in the afternoon. And I loved it. Almost immediately after school I would head to the neighborhood convenience store. I'd buy candy and snack cakes, then eagerly head home to watch afternoon cartoons. I had a routine....

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America's Team. Really?America's Team. Really? When I was growing up Baltimore didn't have a football team. Most would assume that I would look down the road to DC for a team to cheer for, but no. I looked all over the league and decided to become a Cowboys fan. (I was 12 and thought Troy Aikman was cute.) I dropped my Dallas Star for a Baltimore Raven in '96. But there's still a soft...

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The Art of Bridal War Sun Tzu says: Attack him where he is unprepared, appear where you are not expected. The Wannabe Bride says: Engage him in conversations about marriage when he least expects it. Boyfriend: Honey? Can you get me some toilet paper? You: Sure, if you give me a ring. Sun Tzu says: Hence to fight and conquer in all your battles is not...

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Not the Mama! It's not that I'm anti-baby. I'm just anti-me-having-a-baby. I remember when I was younger I would play with my cabbage patch doll Kristie Mae or Kelly Ann or whatever the heck her name was. I would dress her up in little outfits and do her hair. I had a stroller to cart her around in and we even had matching rain slickers. It was fun for...

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Viagra PenguinViagra Penguin I LOVE Penguins. Penguins were my sorority mascot. Since graduation, 6 years ago, I haven't participated in any sorority stuff. But I still love penguins. They're so cute and adorable. How could you not love them? Anyone who knows me, knows my fascination with everything penguin. There is at lease 1 penguin in every room of our...

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courage

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There I was on the elliptical struggling. Struggling to pump my legs, move my arms. I felt weighted by the burden to lose this weight. Consumed by the damaged I did yesterday when I ate half my days calories in one meal.

I was just about to give up when I felt a bead of sweat drip down my face.  That was when my inner trainer spoke up.

Transformation doesn’t come easy and is only for the strong. Strength is only discovered when you’ve done what you thought was hard. When you’ve accomplished the impossible. But the strength was always there. Just waiting for you to come around.

Every bead of sweat is a symbol of courage. Courage to get up off the couch. Courage to attempt a transformation. Courage to finish this workout.

Then before I knew it. I was running.

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