Hey, it's been awhile since I posted so I decided to do something a bit fun, unrelated to fitness or mental health. It's almost December, the sun sets in Edinburgh at 3:45 PM (I'm not kidding), and it's effin' freezing outside. Here's how I handle the cold weather in Scotland and in Connecticut. (For some reason, there's a slight JK Rowling theme here.)
If you take just one thing away from my rant, let it be this: Talk to girls and boys about sexuality. Not just theirs, but of the opposite sex, too. If you have a daughter, son, or a younger sister or brother, don't just sit them down one time to tell them what a condom is. Open up a dialogue that can be returned to at any time about sexuality and sexual health.
I listened to her album on repeat. Not for a few days, I listened to it on repeat for months. The disk was in my car stereo for a whole year and I never got sick of her. I thought her music was good but her lyrics were incredible. She described adolescence in a way that was both unique to her own experience but also relatable to every teenager. It made me miss how ridiculously dramatic the easiest part of my life was.
Best guilty pleasure, ever.