Looking for something fun and festive to do this weekend with the family? The Mommy-Go-Round has got you covered. Check out our list of events happening in and around Baton Rouge this weekend, and have fun! FRIDAY EUNICE COMMUNITY BAND AND CHOIR CHRISTMAS CONCERT: 7 p.m., Liberty Theater, 200 Park Ave., Eunice. (337) 457-1776. BATON […]
The following post is written by Allissa Snyder, blogger at Woman’s A New You: Weight Loss Surgery blog.
It’s raining, it’s pouring, but this woman was definitely not snoring! Nope, 5:00 AM up and Adam! I had all my race day gear laid out, breakfast set out waiting and I was ready to take on the world.
So many questions on the way there. Will the rain stop? Will the pavement be slippery? Will I be able to feel my frozen legs … Brrrr! Really, Louisiana, cold and a few degrees above freezing???? I found myself more worried about the elements than the actual race. But, in New Allissa fashion I sucked it up and put on my game face. Come rain, sleet, or shine I will finish running this race!!!
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I’m always caught off guard by the change that comes over me at the start of winter. It’s an innate, automatic response that turns my body heavy and sluggish. I start to slack off on my exercise. I grow ravenous for heavy carbs and red meat. My mid-section thickens as if my body is stockpiling calories. And my need for sleep skyrockets, especially when it turns cold enough to throw flannel sheets on the bed.
This seems crazy. Only animals hoard and hibernate for winter, right? It’s not like I’m a squirrel burying pot roast in the backyard or a bear denning down under a Vera Wang comforter. So why the annual need to store up and slow down? Researchers call it Seasonal Affective Disorder—SAD. An appropriate name, since I also wrestle with a mild case of the blues around this time of year.