mr A.

Yes food is still on the mind. I love acorn squash...it sure is purty too:).

sweat once a day.

I love this water bottle... a reminder of Austin (the LuLu location I purchased it)...a reminder of the little things.

three for one.

Breaking the one picture rule I know. But, I had to display one of the many things we learned tonight in our first photography class. It was so great, and I'm super excited for the next 6 weeks!

om.

A different perspective on a familiar friend... A maker of downward dogs, handstands, drips of sweat, inward focus.

mmm...

An ode to my glorious Kaboucha squash smoothie. It's cleanse approved and I am guessing I will consume one every day the next four days:). It looks even more beautiful in my mom's ceramic goblet.

decadence.

Had a glorious massage by Peter today...total heaven. A pic of a nearby building in Manitou by Peter's studio. This entire day was pretty much heaven...sleep in, run, massage, mom time (she made me dinner for my eve class), yoga class and dinner with my fellow NUTers.

vanilla goodness.

Sorry, I'm a little food focused these days. I love my vanilla rice protein powder...vegan, clean and pure. We will continue to be good friends throughout the cleanse. Photography class starts on Friday- yay!

erie iridology.

NUTrition day 3 was fabulous. Lots of yogs, and tasty food! Rita did a fascinating presentation on Iridology . She looked into each of our eyes and the first thing she said to me... "There is something not good going on with your left hip, low back and ankle, you have to fix that or it will move to the other side". How the heck could she have known I've been battling my left hip/glute/back for weeks now. She also mentioned I had some transverse/descending colon issues going on as well...wonderful.

remember me?

Look what's snuck it's way back into my life...Kombucha! Thank you NUTrition program.

a name she'll love when she's 12.

I couldn't resist making this Burrito my picture of the day. That is her name 'The Burrito'...or Rowen to people who don't truly know her. Part of the reason Friday morning runs with the group, and breakfast at Wooglins are so enjoyable for me.

no words, just sounds...

An explanation of my day.
Thank you to all that made the evening (and morning run- Chelsea) joyful:)

strugs.

Chels, Jill and I found this little gem tucked away in the corner at Front Range BBQ...hilar. We love him even though he's a tad creepster.

nut.

Another CPY NUTrition program is this weekend, and mentally I've been trying to prepare. I am excited to do this again and enter it with more experience and knowledge. With that, I hope to see/feel things I may not have last time around.

purps.

Poor Brads had a rough first time skiing experience. Left with a beauty mark in it's remembrance. Jay put it best, "we had fun the entire time we didn't have skis on."

looking.

A photo shoot in Manitou and with an emphasis on people. The hat, jeans and teal window caught my eye.

imperfect shoes.

Hopefully these shoes will give me more motivation on the run in the morning, than I had with my camera this eve:(.

pl.

Thanks to Trinity's Pappy Legba, tonight I ordered and consumed an entire single brew. Anyone that knows me, understands that I am not so much a beer person. But, this evening Trinity was releasing Pappy and the bartender told me that this type of beer transforms the minds of wine drinkers...and folks, I believe he was right. :) PS- the iphone pic doesn't do it's pink color justice.

adho mukha vrksasana.

Sometimes, you just need a handstand to change your perspective on life.

perks.

This would be my leg, lying peacefully in my new Saucony Amp Pro recovery tights. Sorry Slave, the Princess totally lucked out on this one.

empanada.

A great evening catching up with Lindsey and Katie at the scrumptious Hacienda in Denver. Love you girls...always have, always will. :)

bob.

After meeting a friend of my dad's tonight...I find it only appropriate to post this. I know it's sort of breaking the rules of a picture I personally took every day of this year...but, I remember him every day.

up.

Thanks to another Sunday field trip, this time to The Broadmoor and the Manitou Arcade, plenty of photos to choose from today! Arcade, we shall return. We are beginning to realize just how many fire hydrants there are around town. All uniquely colorful.

smile.

Jill got my photo framed that I gave her for Christmas...I love it! Definitely inspiring me to continue experimenting with my photos of the day:). Love ya Brads.

taste.

Still inspired by 'Julie and Julia'...and feeling the need to cook. Possibly sometime this weekend, that will actually happen. Until then, I will glance at these above my stove.

mastering the art of french cooking.

After just watching 'Julie & Julia', posting one picture every day seems about as time consuming as brushing my teeth compared to cooking every recipe in Julia's book! Cheesh! My pic below displays the tasty dinner for the Danster and me. I told her I slaved all day cutting that spaghetti squash in half.

a lesson.

After not feeling that motivated about my pic of the day...one of my favs to this day emerged. Lesson- don't give up on the day, just because you are tired. Beautiful things can still come out of it. My new, sweet SkullCandy headphones.

multi-functional.

Where I started and finished my run this morning. A lever for a good hamstring stretch. A place to re-tie my shoe. An opportunity to stop and take it all in. Thank you brick wall.

spoons.

Was going to post a more somber pic from today, but decided to bring focus to this instead. Hands...spoons...laughter...friends. Definitely not captured by my Canon baby, convenient Iphone child instead.

the franz.

The Franz made the "highball" possible this evening at Grandpa and Pat's house. Against all wine religion, they mix white merlot and merlot...oh yeah, and did I mention the glass is filled with ice cubes. Breaking all sorts of rules here, period.

ow.

Thank you weak hamstring for providing such a heavenly feeling in my glute and IT band...you sure are a gem. Come on. The real thanks is owed to this little green ball of torture. Breaking up the damage that was done. Laying on the floor in front of the heater helps the situation. Sometimes.

Shot one.

I find this photo fitting for the first one. Capturing the true beauty of the camera and the life that holds it. A photo adventure to Old Colorado City with my fab friend Staci (those are her hands that hold it) made this shot come to life. January 1st is here...opportunity and hope are laying gently on the surface of my heart.