For our good intentions

You went to the gym yesterday for the first time in a long time, admit it. You did.

My welcome party

Someone is so glad to be back to work.

View from a workout

Silence except for me catching my breath for the first time in fourteen minutes and 39 seconds.

Wherein I do a burpee and it has nothing to do with a bodily function

If there are any teenage boys reading this, they are about to go down one giant YouTube rabbit hole.

When you get to the bottom you go back to the top

Yesterday when I was looking back through my archives for the post I wrote about September, I realized oh, bleeeeeggggghhh. Last year at this time I was right in the middle of training for that marathon. I can’t even type that word without wincing. In …

Up and over

Ever since fracturing my foot during the NYC marathon last November, I’ve had nothing but difficulty establishing a consistent workout schedule.

Three sets of ten

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 [...]