Friends, family, colleagues, people with money to spare…….

I will be running through downtown Oklahoma City this Valentines Day in my undies. 

Yes, you read that right, but it’s for a good cause! The Cupid’s Undie Run will be taking place Feb. 14 to raise support and awareness for Neurofibromatosis (NF), a genetic disorder that causes severe tumor growth all over the nervous system as well as blindness, deafness, learning disabilities and chronic pain. NF affects mostly children, but only because there is no cure and few treatment options, meaning people with the disorder rarely see adulthood.

Everyone who signs up to run a mile in their undies (rain, snow, sleet or shine) is asked to raise money. I have set a personal goal of raising $500 by Feb. 14 and need your help to reach it! As I write this post, I'm only $35 away. Every $1, $5 and $10 donation helps. It helps #EndNF and it also helps me earn cool swag like a t-shirt, the official "I'm With Cupid" undies, an open bar tab on race day, or a plush, fuzzy robe. You can donate at http://my.cupids.org/abradley15. You can even sign up to run with me, if you’d like! Proceeds go to the Children’s Tumor Foundation.

Now, let me introduce you to Oklahoma City's NF Heroes, Cooper, Allen, Logan and Wyatt. The quadruplets reside in Oklahoma and three of the four have NF. They are the reason why we run. Don't they melt your heart?

Please consider making a tax-deductible donation and help #EndNF. If not, please disregard this blog post. I won’t hold it against you.

Stay tuned for pictures and a recap. Keep up with me (and my outfit) on race day via Instagram! And also, maybe say a prayer for sunshine....


I Use Power Tools #LikeAGirl

Confession: I'm slightly (and by slightly I mean completely) obsessed with HGTV's show, Fixer Upper

I'd sell my soul for Chip & Joanna to come to OKC and fix me up a home in Mesta Park, but for now, I'm settling on redecorating my soon-to-be home in Joanna's clean and classy farmhouse style. 

I've been eating up the Stillwater antique store scene as of late. The hidden gems on Main Street are jam packed with old window frames, reclaimed wood furniture, galvanized metal and chalkboards galore. It's like a Pinterest board in the flesh, you guys.

However, my favorite addition to the Martin Mansion is this lovely $6 DIY project:

Isn't it a beaut? 

I took a pallet that had been sitting in my backyard for the last three years and had Cole cut it down to a quarter of the size. I cleaned it, sealed it, drilled some holes in it and screwed in some (spray painted) hooks. Wallah. I used those power tools #LikeAGirl. 

The perfect display for my ever growing coffee mug collection. Joanna would be so impressed. 

Girls Who Crossfit


Search it on the 'gram. Go on. You'll find some beasts. You'll also find some posers. Probably a few sluts. But what you'll come across for the most part is normal girls who work their asses off at the gym on a regular basis. Those are the girls I am proud to represent.

A year ago, I wrote this post after trying crossfit for the first time. I had been running and yoga-ing a LOT, but was plateauing hard. I thought I was in decent shape. I was skinny, very flexible, and had just ran a half-marathon. But I hated running (really, really hated it). I forced myself to do it because 1) I wanted to be fit and proud of my body 2) it was free and 3) I just assumed that since running sucked, I would hate all forms of working out. Man, was I wrong.

I freaking LOVE crossfit. Yeah, maybe I'm the stereotypical "can't stop talking about it, post five million pictures of it" kind of girl, but who gives a damn? It's the most fun I've ever had and I'm in the best shape of my life.

In 365 days, I've seen my body change for the better. I've gotten stronger (mentally and physically), I've gained endurance that a half marathon could never give me, my ass has gotten bigger (I think that's a good thing), my shoulders are jacked and my tummy is flatter with a few nice little lumps on it (a.k.a. abs). I may be slightly heavier when I step on the scale (it's been hard to adjust my way of thinking...I still struggle with it), but it's true what they say: muscle weighs more than fat. I've also made friends, pushed myself harder than ever before, and reached a point where I'm truly proud of my body and what it can do. Not to toot my own horn, but looking back at the progress I've made makes me feel real good.

Having just completed my third competition, receiving my one-year bag from Koda and PRing my power clean for the first time in months, I'm excited for what my crossfit future holds.

I see you, podium, I'll be there soon.

Photos by Koda Media
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