#flashbackfriday
My Father. Canberra Marathon 1992.
I think of him every time I go for a run.
When I was 13, I announced to my Dad that I...
People always say that when you break up that it’s time to focus on you, that it’s time to be the person that you want to be: to get...
I did yoga last night and I’m proud of myself. I always talk about how I need to cross train but don’t. I have done yoga a handful of times in my...
I am going try and be “glass has water in it” person, as opposed to declaring the glass “half full” or “half empty”.
It is a glass. It...
GPOYW: Me with my two favorite guys in the world edition
My dad, me, Mr. B
February Photo-A-Day: Self Portrait…
I post enough photos of myself on this little blog as it is, so I figured I would show off my artistic (or lack thereof) side and draw you a lovely little picture of me. So there you have it… Stick Caitlin — complete with accessories.
*Yes, I know. It’s terrible. Don’t judge me.