In case you missed it yesterday, Jennifer Aniston wrote what can only be described as a BADASS essay in the Huffington Post taking on the tabloid “journalism” culture of the decade-long Aniston baby watch. Maybe you don’t like Aniston. Maybe you think that the paparazzi is a part of fame that she “signed up for.” Whatever your feelings towards celebrities sharing these sorts of essays, one thing is true: we live in a world that almost universally reduces a woman’s success and worth to her choice whether or not to marry and have children.

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Planning for the Unplannable

Recently I’ve received feedback from a few readers that “they used to like my blog, but now that it’s been so focused on my training instead of RA they can no longer relate” – or something to that effect. And that’s a valid criticism. I’ve been so focused on creating content for Health Central, that I’ve slacked on writing here, and training journals are an easy way of just getting something posted every week.

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All the Words I Never Meant to Say

A couple of weeks ago my dad and I were trying to make plans, and, when he proposed a Tuesday night, I said “I can’t do Tuesdays. I’m post-chemo Tuesdays”. He paused and drew a long sigh before saying “I really wish you wouldn’t call it that”. Stunning me speechless is a rare occurrence. I wondered “Would he prefer we called it Metho?” Metho is an abbreviation (for Methotrexate) we often use in our family which sounds a lot, if comically, like meth. Would he rather people think I had a meth habit?

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Adopting the Wonder Pup

In January of 2011, I had hip surgery number six. Two months later I was still home recovering/slowly losing my mind from boredom. Somewhere in this span of time, I was able to convince Vin that we should adopt a dog. Our friends Rach and Rob (of Team Hips fame) had just rescued a sweet Beagle/Lab mix, Mac, and the longs days of PT and pain management had me yearning for a pup of my own to keep me company. In retrospect, this was an absolutely insane time to bring home a new family member, but with Vin’s unending patience (with the both of us) we made it work.

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