Iceland 2013 – Day 3

I submerged myself into the steaming liquid, the surface oils working their way into my skin. Only my nose remained above the surface as the purification began. As I slowly emerged nearly half an hour later, I felt like a new man, no longer horrendously hungover from the night before. I sat in the steam room, smiling at the miracle cure of Icelandic hot springs. Continue reading

Shut the Fucupcakes

“I’d eat healthy but everything tastes so bland. I need flavour.”

I had heard this, or similar phrases, long enough. I was sick of it. It infuriated me. Healthy eating has never been about denying yourself good tasting things. It’s about educating yourself on how to make tasty things with healthier ingredients. Sigh. I swear some days I’d be better off just smashing my head against the wall repeatedly. Continue reading