So, I’ve come to a decision that has taken me years to arrive at, but I’m finally there. I’m going to stop snacking at work.

That’s right, Anderson Cooper, you heard right. I am going to stop snacking at work. Unfortunately, snacking is one of my favorite things to do at work, so this is going to be an uphill battle.

The problem is that while exercising is great, I also have to eat less if I actually want to see the results of all my aforementioned exercise. Everybody does. You can’t eat whatever you want, workout, and expect there to be no consequences.

There are always consequences.

Now, this no snacking tactic is not for everyone. If you don’t want to lose weight, don’t do it. I only advocate it to those who are constantly saying they want to drop a few pounds, like yours truly, because this is a surefire way to do it.

Figuring out why you’re snacking is the key to stopping. I mean, if you’re really hungry between meals, yes, go ahead eat a healthy snack.

But if it’s because you’re bored, stressed, over-worked, under-worked, anxious, tired, having a creative block and/or salt craving, don’t do it. It’s amazing how many extra pounds you can add on thanks to snacks, and it’s doubly amazing how many pounds you can lose by not eating when you’re not actually hungry.

Plus, I’m always surprised how many calories I end up consuming while I’m focused on other things. I’ve eaten entire sandwiches at work and not even realized it.

Like, you know when you’re eating lunch while simultaneously looking at gossip blogs spreadsheets on the computer and suddenly you look down to take another bite of your sandwich and its gone? The first thought that goes through your head is- ‘who stole my sandwich?!’ Then you notice the wrapper in the trash and you realize you ate the whole thing on auto pilot… does this happen to anyone else?

I then go get some more food because my brain never had a chance to register that I ate an entire sandwich and that I am, in fact, no longer hungry.

Vicious. Cycle.

Even though cutting out snacks is the simplest way to eradicate unnecessary calories from your diet, I swear it’s the hardest thing to get yourself on board with. Especially in the office, because snacking is a great break excuse. I feel like what cigarette breaks were in 80s, snack breaks are today. They’re just an excuse to get away from your desk for a bit. However, also like cigarette breaks, snack breaks are unhealthy and quite frankly, unnecessary 99% of the time. I’ve had to give myself quite a few pep talks lately in order to psych myself up for officially cutting them out of my day.

And I’ve finally reached the conclusion that there will be no more snacking at work. Day 1 begins tomorrow. (I would start today but all this talk about snacks has left me famished.)


Once again, it’s Mixtape Monday!

So, as those of you in the northeast know, it’s been super warm out over the last few days. Finally! For those of you who live in the south, or other more hospitable climates, the “super warm” weather I’m referring to means highs in the low 50s. But considering we here in Boston attend outdoor bbq’s when the thermostat hits 35 degrees, the 50s is practically beach weather and Bostonians get excited.


So, in honor of there no longer being ice on the sidewalks, and therefore running outside is no longer considered an extreme sport, today’s mixtape theme is: RUN

Spotify: Run Mixtape

1. born to run- bruce springsteen

2. run around sue- dion

3. dog days are over- florence and the machine

4. i think we’re alone now- tiffany

5. life is a highway- tom cochrane

6. i ran- flock of seagulls

7. running on empty- jackson browne

8. time to run- lord huron

9. run this town- jay z

10. take the money and run – steve miller band



Its Foodstuff Friday!

Because we all deserve a little indulgence at the end of the week.

Happy Good Friday, Easter and Passover, all! In honor of the end of lent- or more specifically, in celebration of me being allowed to eat candy again- we are making a jelly bean inspired Easter cocktail called the Flower Power Martini.




2 ounces orange jelly bean vodka
1 ounce fresh squeezed blood orange juice
3/4 ounce St. Germain elderflower liqueur
Slice of blood orange or a few jelly beans on a skewer for garnish


Now, I love the site One Martini at a Time because they get creative with their cocktail ingredients. Although it does require some planning ahead, it’s easy and worth it. To make jelly bean infused vodka, simply sort out specific flavored jelly beans into mason jars, add vodka, cover, and keep in fridge for 2 or 3 days. (

You can obviously just substitute regular citrus flavored vodka if you’d prefer, but I highly recommend making your own if you have the time.

Once you’ve made your vodka selection, combine ingredients in shaker and add ice. Shake shake shake. Et voila. Serve in chilled martini glass with skewered jelly bean garnish.

Happy Easter/ Passover!

yarmulke   dog9

Whenever I try to look intimidating, nobody is ever intimidated.

I played soccer from the age of 5 through junior year of high school, and I can honestly say that not once was anyone shaking in their boots when I ran onto the field.

Other girls were very intimidating when they ran onto the field, especially in high school. I remember one girl in particular from a rival team. She had the best game face. I still see it my nightmares from time to time. Of course it didn’t hurt she was also the tallest on the field, built like a tank, could run like sonic the hedgehog, and was not afraid to get physical with anyone who crossed her. She once hip checked a friend of mine so hard she went flying into our own net. With the goalie. And the ball. Needless to say, this girl could evoke a collective gasp from every player on my team when she ran on the field.

Oh and this was JV. Don’t even get me started on the varsity players. Those girls were amazons.

So, the inability to strike fear in the souls of men has obviously been a struggle for me my entire life. The thing is, I assumed that once I’d outgrown adolescent sports, the caliber of my game face would become obsolete. But this is not entirely true. It turns out that the business world is more akin to a high school soccer game than I ever wanted to believe. Granted, it may not be in one’s best interest to growl like the aforementioned JV player anymore, but a good game face can be the difference between closing the deal…

…and living in a van down by the river.

Think about it. Most successful people know how to work the game face when they need to.

Example 1:

Example 2:

Example 3:


You get the idea. So, the moral of the story is, if you don’t have a good game face yet, get one. I’ll be working on mine in the ladies room mirror if you need me.