it’s my birthday and my big annoucement!

“Meetings in the sunroom indicated decline in progress. Ms. B was a breast cancer survivor, but telltale signs told us this horrible disease had returned. She sat at the far end of the table. Uncharacteristically quiet and still, she seemed like a shadow of her former self. Her skin was now a yellow-green, like a half ripened banana picked over at the grocery store. The muscles in her arms had lost most definition as they wasted away from atrophy. Her skin was thin like tissue paper and you could see the blood vessels in her neck and face. Her sandy-brown wig now sat too big on her head. As we began discussing her prognosis, Ms. B sat wordless, while forcing herself to sip the supplement I brought her.

We reviewed Ms. B’s chart, which included her drastic weight fluctuations, elevated laboratory panel, and physical appearance, and suspected the worse. My preceptor, who was the facility’s dietitian and social worker, showed Ms. B her chart. They discussed her options while insisting that she go to the hospital, just for good measure. Ms. B tried to assure us she’d be okay. I didn’t know then that I would never see her again.

I am thankful that most of my experiences with patients end in success and healing, but I never forget the ones I couldn’t help. I understand that diseases, like cancer, can be beyond our control. However, with preventative measures such as education, many other diseases and illnesses can be managed and even avoided.

By being able to share my knowledge with people it may benefit is one of the many reasons I want to join the Peace Corps. My knowledge in dietetics can be used to help others improve and even extend life experiences. Too commonly, nutrition counseling is seen as a luxury, but it shouldn’t be that way. I want to be able to change lives by aiding people to make better dietary choices. The valuable contribution of my knowledge in nutrition, health, and wellness is a way I can be of service to people who may not have access to this information.

I understand that there will be many challenges, both physical and emotional, that I have never experienced. Although it may be impossible to wholly prepare for every unforeseeable challenge, through my life experiences I have learned to always be coachable, adaptable, prepared, and keep my composure during difficult circumstances.

My excitement comes from the desire to see a foreign country in a nontraditional way, raw and unfiltered. I’m eager to venture outside my comfortable American life, and relish the idea of learning a foreign language, seeing new landscapes, and, most importantly, spending time with diverse people that I will come to love, appreciate, and cherish. I look forward to creating meaningful relationships that last beyond my years of service. I want to understand people and customs that are unlike my own while contributing to pushing the world towards peace, respect, and understanding.”


I joined the Peace Corps, ya’ll!

I started this post over 5 months ago, but have waiting for the perfect time to let everyone know. What better day than my birthday?

With the right support systems in your life, you learn to think outside the box, and it opens your eyes to a whole new World, without borders.

When you find your purpose it’s something that you can’t shake. It keeps you up at night. You visualize yourself in that place or time.

And there is peace in that.

A weird sense of peace. It’s difficult to describe, it just feels peaceful. (I know, you’re not supposed to use the same word to define a word.) My blog, my rules.

After the passing of my friends late last year, I realized even more how important it is to live with purpose and intent. Some people will think you’re crazy or what you’re doing is dangerous. For those people, I will tell you to re-read the previous three paragraphs.

The way that everything will pan out (once medical clearance, by the end of this week), I will be flying out to Namibia, Africa on April 11 of this year. I will be working as a Health Extension Volunteer in the Community Health and HIV/AIDS (CHHAP) program.

My blog will be taking a somewhat new direction as I begin this new adventure in life.

Thoughts and prayers are always encouraged during this exciting time in my life.


❤ and peace,


>>–> follow your dreams <–<<


I am still coming back to reality from the last week. I guess I graduated last weekend. Milestones such as this sneak up on me so quickly. Plus, it has been a difficult concept for me to grasp, since 1) Commencement isn’t until May and 2) I still need to take my board exam.

Last Friday night, I was able to celebrate the marriage of two friends in Oklahoma City. Then, I rushed back to Texas on Saturday morning to take a cat nap, study a little, and head to my final exam for my Anatomy and Physiology II class.

When I finished my exam, I called my mom to tell her how it went. I cried in relief of it being over with. I also began to cry about all of the life events that have transpired in the month and days prior. It was finally a chance for me to be still(ish) and absorb the moment.

Once I approached my neighborhood, I told my mom I would have to call her back. I walked in and to my surprise, my mom was standing there waiting for me. However she pulled this off, I do not know. But, all that mattered was my mom was here. I gave her a huge hug as I cried like a big 28 year old baby.


I want to thank all of my friends and family who have supported me over the last two years:

Josie and Dennis D: Thank you for the room and board, delicious food, shoulders to cry on and listening ears. Thanks for checking my car for flats and making sure I bundled up when I weather got cold. Thanks for celebrating my promotions and giving me advice on approaching serious subjects. I love you both and thank God for you both.

Rachel W: Thank you for the text messages and phone calls throughout this time. You always lift my spirits. You are a great friend.

Libby D: Thank you for the beer and/or wine and pep talks. Thanks for helping me pronounce all those stupid medical words and visiting me on my coffee breaks. Thanks for telling me like it is and keeping me grounded.

Carrie H: Thank you for the continued encouragement throughout this entire journey and reminding me that not everyone can do this. Thanks for listening to my blubbering tears through the phone and letting me know that it was going to be okay. I love you so much, sis.

Stephany P: Thanks for being my voice of reason. You are always there to help me think out loud and really dig deep. Thank you for your support, emails, text, and calls.

Brent and Kyle: Thanks for being my study relief with good laughs and company. I needed that.

❤ Krystal

sore muscles in the summertime.

So little to do and so much time. I’ve really been taking advantage of this summer break thing. In addition to finally getting my stuff unpacked, becoming a state resident again, and taking care of all that adult stuff, like changing addresses, insurance, etc. I have had a lot of time to catch up with friends and go to the gym. A lot. I am so thankful that I live close to the neighborhood YMCA. Close enough that, I don’t even drive my car. I bought myself a new bike lock and have been able to pedal through the neighborhood to add a few miles under my tires to reach destination Y-M-C-A.

In the past few months my main focus has been lifting. But, I’ve had the itch to get my biking and running back into high gear. I have a stretch goal of running a half-marathon this October. Knee permitting. I’ve only ran one-mile outside since my “diagnosis,” but want to continue riding my bike, and hopefully get in the pool soon for some more lower impact cardio sessions.

august workout
Supersets highlighted in green.

FARMER WALKS TODAY KILLED ME!!! I haven’t been this sore in a very, very long time.

I’m really happy to be back in TEXAS. Which I state once again. It’s nice to be back in my community. The rest of the week, I need to remember to stay hydrated, stretch, and foam roll to relieve some of the soreness.

Have a great week!

sweat pink.


What a great way to end a fabulous three-day weekend. First off, I found out the Sweat Pink application response I had been waiting for over six weeks had finally come back. I’m now one of the newest Sweat Pink Ambassadors for Fit Approach. Now, what exactly does that mean? Yours truly, is now part of an awesome community of pink sweating women and men who help motivate, inspire, and encourage our friends, families, and communities to get fit. Not only do I get to continue doing what I love- eating right, getting fit, and smiling all most of the way. I get to do all of this rocking Sweat Pink swag!!! Sweet shirt and pink laces. Also, as a SPA I get some cool discounts on cool products which I’ll be able to review and let you all know what I think. I’m really excited, not only with the mission of Fit Approach but the timing of all of this.

This week starts Week 3 of my Arbonne 28 Day Detox. Might I add, I’m feeling more energized and “less fluffy.” I feel stronger in the gym especially. This Wednesday begins the 7-day cleanse portion of the detox.

I spent this weekend in my home state of Texas. I was able to visit my local Ft. Worth YMCA on Saturday morning for a good lift and had a good giggle at the guy that literally did biceps on EVERY single machine and free weight he could get ahold of. I saw a squat rack, he saw bicep curl rack. I’ve literally never seen biceps done in so many ways. Brings a whole new understanding to, “friends don’t let friends skip leg day.”


Back to the grind tomorrow, and next post, I will be sure to post my mile updates. Back to getting fit and sweating pink.

Currently training for:
TWU Power Sprint Tri- July 28, 2013
Redman Half Triathlon- September 21, 2013

welcome to texas

Well, it was great to be back in the Great State of Texas for an extended weekend.

I had way too much sugar during my stay. I know, I know. Barely one week in and already busted the NSNG gig. It was difficult to say no to the toast with the fluffy eggs, it was difficult to say no the the leftover Halloween candy at my best friend’s house, and how can I resist the chocolate cookies?

I am regretting every last sugar/grain molecule that has entered my body just about now. I always know it makes me feel like garbage, so I don’t understand why I do this to myself.

Since I’m back in OKC, it will be a lot easier to get back on track. Even though my food choices weren’t always the best over the last few days, I did manage to get in some miles on the bike at the Trinity Trails in Ft. Worth.

January Miles:

January 1- 6.02 miles run

January 2- 3.00 miles run

January 4- 20.03 miles bike

Week 1 total mileage: 29.05 miles

I was also introduced to this place called My Fit Foods in Southlake, TX. The basic concept of this place is that they have fresh, prepared meals, and you can shop for your healthy meals for the week. Since I primarily lean towards NSNG, the only thing that really appealed to me in the store was the My Fit Cocktail. It’s a mixture of unsweetened cranberry juice, fresh squeezed lemon juice, ACV, and B12. Made with ingredients that rehydrate the body and restore pH balance. The cashier recommended the blueberry flavored B12. Since berries are low on the glycemic index, I decided to give it a whirl. This drink can be made as a sipper or a shooter. I’m excited to try it tomorrow. I feel like I’m gonna need it. I’ll let you know if the My Fit Cocktail works.