went to a personal trainer for the first time today and dear lord. me and the hip thrust machine are besties, but my guy tweaked my form just a tiny bit and suddenly i thought my ass was literally being roasted over campfire. my soul completely left my body

wish i could go to the local sports center and be like hi bestie can i have a key to get in here at like 6am so i can lift weights by myself bc i’m at work by the time yall open and if one more child sees me embarrassing myself at the chest press i’m going to d*e

grub tax

have a lot of Things i’m stressed out about but i also have a lot of things going for me for once! so thats nice

having some Oldest Daughter breakdowns prompted by nothing except my own overblown expectations i set for myself

i miss ovens. what do you mean kayla japan has ovens too, you might say. incorrect. they have microwaves with heating elements. i wish to BAKE

i don’t know if i can british bake off marathon my way outta this one boys

anyone know of the stars are on one this week bc i feel relatively normal except that i have cried deeply over absolutely anything the past couple days

opening this account with one of my favorite things about my gym bro era: running around a little bit wherever i go and taking pictures