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Being a runner, frequenting a gym, running a race or competing in any sort of contest is not for wusses.  It takes courage and commitment that begins within.

It’s easy to sabotage any kind of positive efforts with negative talk.

“I’m too fat.”

“It’s too hot.”

“I’ll look like a fool.”

“I’m too old for this.”

Whenever you hear this kind of negativity looping in your brain, try the Wimpy Girl method to remedy it. Just don’t listen.

For one week try talking to yourself like a champion rather than listening to yourself as a victim.

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Butt seriously, folks…

Booty, ass, backside, bum, butt, buttocks, caboose, derriere, tush,  heinie–  whatever you choose to all it — it’s an obsession with tons of people nowadays. I don’t get it.

My mom only allowed us to say “bottom,” as in “Pookie, get in here right now or you’re going to get your ‘bottom’ fired up!”

I knew exactly what that meant. THAT, I understood. I got it.

But, fretting about how you look from behind  to the point of  obsession is crazy!

Although, I heartily agree that you must get off your butt and kick some butt on the trail, at the gym, or anywhere, to feel good about yourself…no if’s, and’s or butts, if you are one of those butt obsessives, I know for sure, without a doubt, that you’ll never have the butt you want if you continue to sit on it.

Listen up, all you hopeless romantics, starry-eyed lovers, and aspiring poets...get ready to have your minds blown, because today is your day. Why not spice things up with a date night inspired by the legendary St. Valentine? It'll be a blast! You've got to see this:

Ever notice how some folks just attract nicknames like a magnet? It's like they've got a bullseye on their back or something! Well, as someone who falls into that category, I tend to think that it's not about being vulnerable or naive, but more about getting surprise visits from good ol' St. Nickname. Everyone assumes he's a riot, a cheerful, quirky old guy, until he pays you a visit. Prepare yourself for a good laugh at:

Have you pickled any peppers lately and eloquently told everyone you know all about it? If so, you will love celebrating International Tongue Twister Day on Sunday. Even though I spent 8 years in speech therapy as a kid, my tongue still can't roll R's. Can yours?

Find out the history of some of the most "thrilling, trilling" tongue twisters at https://wimpygirl.com/you-dont-say and do a few tongue calisthenics to celebrate.

"Bad hair day? More like bad hair life"

National Hair Day is celebrated annually on October 1. Visit https://wimpygirl.com/dippity-do-duh and let's take a trip down Follicle Memory Lane together.

For the month of August, I read only romance novels. It was Read a Romance Month, and I'm always up for a challenge, even if it gags me. I promised a report on how I survived the month, so here it is.

Heads up, I didn't die of boredom. My toes aren't permanently curled and I'm not pregnant.