Ever since fracturing my foot during the NYC marathon last November, I’ve had nothing but difficulty establishing a consistent workout schedule.
Back during the chaos of Christmas I got an appointment with yet another sports doctor. At this point my insurance company probably thinks I’ve got some kinky thing for sports doctors when the reality is I just like to hang and check out the patients. The muscular, athletic patients who probably never replace the toilet [...]
Egad. Wait, is that supposed to be plural? EGADS. Whatever. Maybe I should just end this sentence with ten exclamation points to express the same thing!!!!!!!!!! THAT FEELS SO GOOD. Try it. Go on, TRY IT. Six days ago I got up really early to go for a five-mile run. My right hip was a [...]
I promise you this is not going to become a running blog, although with as much as I have been through physically in the last couple of weeks I’d have content for that site through Q4. Quick, Jon! Let’s get someone to sponsor my hamstrings. That won’t piss anyone off! (JESUS CHRIST THE EXCLAMATION POINTS.) [...]
Jon and I have been members of a local gym since I was pregnant with Leta, and last week before I headed in to burn 40 minutes on the treadmill I asked one of the managers about personal training. Why? Because all I know how to do is cardio and a few biceps curls, and [...]