What Mondays are About

Woot! It’s Monday! Happy Monday to you!


Why am I so pumped for a Monday? It could be the awesome C25K run I did this morning. Hooray for urban running!


It could also be that I started a Whole30 yesterday, and not only did I manage to get through yesterday and pack my food for work today, but I also finally made mayo that I didn’t f*** up!


Not exactly a Pinterest-worthy photo, but I leave those to the bloggers that are, like, professional and stuff.

Anyway, I am embarking on another Whole30 mostly to see if I can finally get through another one! Since my first one back in January 2013 (good lord, where does the time go?!?) I haven’t been able to stick one out. Might have something to do with job changes, babies, and all that pesky life stuff šŸ˜‰. 

But my friend Katie wanted to start one with me in January, but I started for like two days then bailed. I just wasn’t prepared and committed. She approached me again last week saying, dude, we really need to do this, then Amber at Busy, Bold, Blessed was like hey, I’m starting one Monday you should join, and so now I have enough peer pressure to make bad decisions, I mean, wise health choices.

Anyway, I’m going to chronicle my daily eats on Twitter rather than blast all of my social media channels with tons of pictures of hard boiled eggs and my favorite ground beef hash. If you don’t care, don’t follow me on Twitter. Your welcome. (And if you care, follow me @emilyrocksroad !)

Anyway, I’m feeling super stoked about the day, the next 30 days, and life in general. Because that’s what Mondays should be about!

Go make it a great day!

All the Running

I am so glad I’ve found my motivation to run again!


I’m going to post Bay Bridge in the Sunrise pics every time, until we move. You have been forewarned.

I’m still plugging along with my Couch to 5k (which I abbreviate to C25k because I think it sounds cool). I haven’t been the most consistent (my first run was in early February, and I’ve just started Week 4) but so far I’m still feeling good. I have found that since my pregnancy I’m finally at that age where stuff just breaks and I have all sorts of mysterious twinges and pains at random. Just more evidence that I need to take time out for self care, making sure that I stretch and foam roll often.


Today I think I did more than 2.21 miles, it looks like my GPS didn’t pick me up when I started my run. But I felt good, so I’m not going to complain too much. My goal is to be able to comfortably run a 3 mile loop a few times a week so I’m not too concerned with pace or time. Just getting ‘er done.

In food news, I keep dabbling in starting a Whole30 but never really making through a full day of clean eating. Something always comes up that nudges me off plan. But I figure if I’m shooting for 100% but I’m really doing 80%, that’s good enough for now. As long as I stay away from the sugar, I’m feeling pretty good. And any eating plan that includes ceviche is good enough for me!


Mmm, raw fish. #alltherawfish

Off to go make magic happen. Make it a great day!

Friday Link Love: How to Become Gluten Intolerant

Happy Friday!


Buttercup likes Fridays. They’re good for bouncing and counting baby fat rolls.

I went on my Week 3 run for Couch to 5k this morning, stumbling through 2.17 miles of SoMa in 28 minutes, pre-coffee.

Since it’s Friday, I figure I’ll share with you a little Public Service Announcement Hulk sent me. In case you ever wanted to know how to be gluten intolerant, or just need to brush up on your gluten intolerance skills, here is a video for you. Enjoy!

Make it a great day.

Emily Runs! Kind Of

I’ve been running again!


My chunky little counterpart and I have been putting the BOB stroller to good use. I’m using theĀ Couch to 5k app and so far have completed the first two weeks. Which really means I’ve been walking with spurts of running here and there.


And I’ve forgotten how hard it isĀ to run with a running stroller in the city. Not every curb slopes down to street level, so I have to slow down to drop the stroller up and down curbs as delicately as I can. Squish loved bumpy stroller rides back in the day (still does, actually), but our little Cream Puff Princess acts like a bomb went off whenever we hit a rough patch, with the shocked facial expression and the arm flailing. The good part is by the end of the ride, she’s usually asleep so I can get a quick shower in before she wakes up and decides she wants to be held and comforted from the whole ordeal.

At least Buttercup was up for a run this morning, what with yesterday being St. Patrick’s Day and all.


She doesn’t even realize we’re not Irish.


Doesn’t stop her, though. Like her brother, she parties until she drops.


“Touchdown baby!”

In other news, we’ve expanded the house hunt to East Bay. There’s a bit more to choose from, and my commute will be about the same depending on where we end up. We’re still looking in the city, though, and every once in a while we find a gem that quickly gets snatched up before we can say, “let’s put in an offer.” But the more we look, the more we learn what we want and don’t want, so the extra time it’s taking to find a place will be helpful in the end.


A cool view: on the list of “must-haves even though it’s not really a must-have.”

Hope the green beer didn’t take you all too out of commission. Make it a great day!




Out From Under the Depression Rock

You may have noticed that I’ve been a bit absentĀ from Blog Land lately. It hasn’t been intentional. I am constantlyĀ composing posts in my head or taking pictures of stuff thinking, “this will be the day I post!” only to let another day slip by. And the more time that goes by, the harder it is to really compose something that I really want the world to see. The past few months have been the most magical and the hardest months I have lived through.

Since being diagnosed with postpartum depression, I have gone through a roller coaster of symptoms and a feeling of all the feels. Most days I can function pretty well, and every now and then I have a great day. But then there are days when I don’t want to get out of bed, when I cry for no apparent reason other than it just seems like a good idea. I thinkĀ things like I’m a bad mom, or it doesn’t matter what I do because I’m worthless anyway. Really bad, horribly depressing thoughts. The worst part is that it’s really hard to talk about it. I know that it’s a chemical imbalance in my brain, and that it’s not “me.” Postpartum depression is a very common side effect of having a baby (I’ll take “Things No One Tells You About Parenthood for $1000,” Alex) and there are a lot of resources out there that can help.

The thing is, when you’re truly depressed reaching out for help is nearly impossible. I didn’t want to talk to anybody, I was doing everything I could to push everyone away. It took a really bad day with a lot of encouragement from my husband to tell myself to pick up the phone and call my doctor, that I needed to get help and waiting for it to go away on its own wasn’t happening for me.

So now that I’m getting treatment, I’m sort of into this self-healing thing. I’m trying to be very mindful of my internal dialogue and what sort of “tapes” I tend to play myself that may not be reality. I’m trying to get back into running again because I know that a good run always did wonders for my mental state. And I’m really censoring what media I take in. Sometimes the most innocuous blog post or trashy reality TV show can really pull me into a dark spiral for inexplicable reasons. I don’t want to hide from the world, but I recognize I need time to repair and get my bearings back.

And now because I hate leaving a heavy post out there, here’s a cute baby picture to cleanse your palate.


Can’t go wrong with a chunky baby picture.

I haven’t been posting a lot of pictures of Squish lately, because half of the time he’s out with the nanny, and the other half of the time he’s a blur of 3-year-old activity and I can’t get a good shot out of him. I have to bribe him with the iPad to get him to sit still.


He takes chillin’ out with the iPad to a whole new level.

Go make it a great day!

Baby’s First Blog Event: a StitchFix Launch Party

A few weeks ago, I received a curiousĀ invite from StitchFix to a secret event. There were no details other than a date, time, and mention that kids were welcome. Because I love a good mystery, I accepted the invite. It also helps that the StitchFix HQ are right around the corner from my apartment, since I have major “seven block” mentality when it comes to where I will go in the city. If it’s more than seven blocks from my home, I’m a bit lazy about it.

If you don’t know about StitchFix, it’s an online personal styling service for women. Since I hate picking out my own clothes, I’ve used it several times in the past and I’ve loved it. To get “a Fix,” you go online to the StitchFix website and fill out a style profile, price range, and the date you want your fix delivered. A personal stylist will select five items for you ranging from clothes to jewelry to handbags, you name it. You try it on, keep and pay for what you want, and send the rest back. Oh, and if you keep everything, you get a discount. It’s super easy, and so much fun when the box comes in!

Okay, so now you know why I was pretty intrigued and exited about this event. I get to go hang out with a bunch of personal stylists at a mecca of fun fashion! So Monday I received the final invite – it was a secret launch party to introduce StitchFix’s new Maternity and Petites lines!


Squeee! All the squeee. Since I am both petite and have needed some good maternity clothes in the past, I was super excited to find this out. When I was pregnant and wanted to do a StitchFix, I requested an accessories-only fix which was really cool, but I could’ve still used a good pair of maternity pants, you know?

Anyway, I figured this would be a good mommy-daughter outing for Buttercup and me. We even got all gussied up for it.


They had professional babysitters from urbansitter.com to corral the kids, so I promptly handed the little miss off so I could schmooze and peruse the cute clothes and fun baby products from 4moms that were being raffled off.


“You’re coming back, Mom … right? Mommy?” I don’t know, Cream Puff. There’s free champagne and lots of cute clothes over here.


It was fun dusting off my “work a party” skills again. Coming from new baby and this whole postpartum depression thing, it was great to get out and meet some other bloggy moms from the area. The event was co-hosted by ClubMomMe, a community for parents and parents-to-be to network, socialize, and get clued in on new baby products and helpful tips in the overwhelming “oh-goodness-we-have-to-keep-this-small-human-alive-and-thriving” world. I met with the nice ladies of Club Momme, and found that there will be a stroller-friendly 5k coming this fall in the Bay Area! I’m quite excited about that, since it will give me a little extra push to actually finish up my Couch-to-5k program that I’ve started and stopped about five times since I was cleared for exercise. Maybe this will become a running blog again!

The launch party was tons of fun and I got to meet a bunch of really cool moms and bloggers, and Buttercup did her thing of looking cute and squishy and pulling off the “baby can’t even” quite nicely.


I can’t even. Nope, can’t even.

Thank you to StitchFix, Club MomMe, and all the great sponsors for this event! I can’t wait to schedule my next Fix with real petite pants that I don’t have to take to a tailor to hem! šŸ˜€

Make it a great day, everyone!

Disclaimer: I was invited to the launch party, all opinions are my own. These are not affiliate links, because I’m not that cool. And I buy my own StitchFix fixes because I like them.