Functionality in my fitness? It’s more likely than you think! 

Almost a full week ago I started a fitness alteration. I switched up my macronutrient profile—more protein, less carbs—and started an amino acid supplemental nutrition program to help with recovery. I can tell it’s working—I’m in less hell after work (and if you know me at all, you know it’s hell). In fact, I’ve started craving the aminos. I might have had a deficiency somewhere. 
Today, I had the strangest craving: fresh pears and strawberries with whipped cream. 
I eat neither of those on a regular basis. In fact, I usually detest strawberries, unless we’re talking with bananas in a smoothie. 
As I sit here, too EXHAUSTED to be hungry right now, I’m wondering what the next week of this program will bring. So far, the gun show is back, and I feel my strength improving… 
But GOOD GRIEF, housekeeping takes it out of you. And I still get tired of seeing beds. 
So what’s the first thing I see in my tiny apartment? 😀

Pride musings… 

As a black queer individual, Pride Month means several things to me. However, being out has still been forcibly denied me. At work, my pronouns are not respected and I still haven’t gone out with my name. 
However, elsewhere I have begun taking little steps to slay that old identity. My memberships to store rewards no longer have my dead name, and my new salon doesn’t know “her.” 
The next step is the legal step. Yeah, I’m a little apprehensive. But this has to be done. This old identity is like an ill-fitting wool suit. And I deserve the silks.