Author Archives: lexileddy12

I am average. I embarrass myself on a regular basis. I rarely wear makeup and when I do, I end up poking myself in the eye. My socks rarely match, I have body image issues and see a therapist regularly. While I’m not in therapy, I also practice real estate in Maine and New Hampshire, am a dog lover/pitbull advocate, fitness enthusiast/bodybuilder, writer, philanthropist, inspirational blogger and a million other things on any given day just like everyone else. Some friendly folks of mine told me I should start a blog. My writing is a little all over the place and some may say it lacks focus. So here’s to wittling away at it – certainly a work in progress, but aren’t we all?

Intent.

Yesterday, I posted this graphic which I found perfectly illustrated how I feel about failure. Let me repeat. How I. How I feel about failure. The intent behind that post, and all of my posts, actually, is to make people think, empower, encourage and motivate. That being said, some gave me a different perspective ofContinue reading “Intent.”

Quicksand

In the last couple of years the element of kindness has been top of mind for me. I’ve written a lot about hitting rock bottom. Everyone has shit. Everyone makes mistakes. Everyone is flawed. For whatever reason my openness about my life struggles has connected me with so many people. Perhaps because we’re all sick andContinue reading “Quicksand”

Mike Fucking Baker.

Many of you know I participated in Reach the Beach this past weekend. It was my second time running in it. For those of you who don’t know, it is a 200-ish mile relay race that starts at Bretton Woods and ends at Hampton Beach. You typically have teams of 12 in two vans. It’sContinue reading “Mike Fucking Baker.”

The Man I Want To Marry.

My first boyfriend was Jonathan Cooper at the mature age of three. I even remember announcing it at the dinner table, “I am marrying Jonathan Cooper!” Imagine? I REMEMBER announcing my engagement to Jonathan Cooper at age THREE. I don’t believe Jonathan Cooper was aware of the plan, but that didn’t matter to me. IContinue reading “The Man I Want To Marry.”

Look For The Helpers.

Today is a day where everyone remembers where they were, the feelings they felt and the days following. I’m sure I’m not alone in that September 11th always serves as a day of reflection and remembering how much happened and what it signified. I remember a lot from that day – much of which IContinue reading “Look For The Helpers.”

The Michael Jordan Garlic Bread.

Years ago I was at Mohegan Sun with my now ex-husband on a work trip. We palled around with another couple. The whole weekend we heard rumblings about the garlic bread at the Michael Jordan Steak House that was on the premise. “Have you had the Michael Jordan Garlic Bread? It’s unreal!” “You have gotContinue reading “The Michael Jordan Garlic Bread.”

The Still.

Shortly before my most recent fitness competition, my therapist asked me if I was prepared for the let down that historically has ensued AFTER the show. She knows I thrive in working towards a goal. That’s when I’m at my best. I get so focused on that goal and achieving it, that it feeds my soulContinue reading “The Still.”

A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words

A friend of mine came over the other night for dinner. We were sitting outside with the dogs and my friend stepped inside to get something. Petey climbed in my lap as Bub stood guard and as I so often do, I nuzzled Petey’s face so grateful for having these wonderful dogs in my life.Continue reading “A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words”

Sometimes I Get Mushy.

If the last two years have taught me anything (actually, they have taught me an incredible amount), they have taught me that things always come full circle – sometimes certain things take a little longer than others. Last year, my childhood bestfriend, Laura passed away. I hadn’t truly spoken to her in years aside fromContinue reading “Sometimes I Get Mushy.”

Shame.

A top of mind topic in the last couple of years for me has been the subject of shame. A reason I love Brene Brown so much is she discusses the topic of shame head on unapologetically. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, everyone has their shit. I don’t care how prettyContinue reading “Shame.”