The Reason Why I Have Been Absent.

Warning, what you’re about to read is a very emotional non running/food related post.

Hello friends!

It’s been a while since I the last time I posted here. My absence could be explained with two reasons. The end of the semester got me busy. Very busy. There’s not much to say about this more than I’ll be finishing soon and will have more time write posts.

A friend snapped this picture of me I was working on a project for one of my classes. I’m sure I had quite the struggle at this moment.

The  second reason is (once again) the complex situation in my country, Venezuela. To be honest, I do feel guilty about posting my running accomplishments, foods that I’m eating, or any kind of lifestyle related situations. As I’ve mentioned earlier on my Instagram account, Venezuelans are fighting on the streets to have access to food, to have a decent lifestyle, and to be able to walk in the streets without getting robbed.

These are some of the pictures I’ve seen on Social Media.

Because of this, I’ve been feeling like my moral obligation is to remain silence when it comes my blog. I’m surely overcoming my sense of guilt because I decided to post something today. I’ve come to conclude that the fact that I post content in my blog doesn’t mean that I’m distant and that I don’t care about what’s going on.

I was driving yesterday trough Downtown Miami when I saw the Freedom Tower showing the colors of the Venezuelan Flag. I don’t know if they did it on purpose or not, but my heart melted anyways.

That is all.

Thanks for reading and happy running.







Friday Favorites and Least Favorites.

Hello friends! 

It’s been a week full of school projects and hustle. I was about to post my favorites from last week but at the end I don’t know what happened. I decided to just post them this week because, why not?

But before, I want to take a few minutes to talk about my least favorite thing happening this week: The situation in Venezuela. Well, this is actually something that affects me everyday. Witnessing how the country that I grew up is turning into the latest version of Cuba and the USSR it’s devastating. 

I remember one time when I still lived there. I needed to get my ID card renewed and the government agents were so humiliating (to me, and the rest of the people there) throughout the entire process, that I ended up crying and feeling completely infuriated. This is only a small example I can bring right now, but the perfect one to explain how does socialism really feels. That’s the problem of being aware of your rights as an individual and the concept of liberty. Whenever somebody goes above them, it affects you even more.

This week has been particularly rough because of all the totalitarian attributions that the executive power has been taking. This only confirms (once again) the presence of a dictatorship in Venezuela. Of course, the protest on the streets had turned the situation more tense. The lack of food and medicines is only making things worst. 

If you wish to know what’s going on down there, I suggest this article and this one as well. 

There you have it. Please excuse the fact that this is not what you’re used to read in this blog, but I have to get this out of my chest. 

Now, on to nice things. 

Throwback picture: Mom send me this pic of me and my brother the other day and my heart melted. He was so little and I might have been 6 or 7 years old. I think is so funny that he was so blonde and I was so brunette.

This song. 



This video of Prager University about the Progressive Income Tax. 

The article “Why I run in Prison” immediately caught my attention. 

Quality time with college friends: Andrea’s visit in town really encouraged my friends to meet way more often than we usually do. We share so many incredible memories. And needless to say, I love them so much and feel so happy when I’m around them.

And last but not least…This little guy right here. I love him so much.

What are your plans for this weekend?

Something that has particularly bothered you throughout this past week?