We all have our temples. Places we go to find peace, to clear our minds, to revitalize our insides. For some, the bedroom is a sanctuary from the stresses of life. For others, it may be the library, a park, the kitchen, bathtub, and so on. For me, it’s the gym. I know it’s an […] Read more…
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Summertime and the living’s easy.
I’m a fan of a metaphors. Daydreaming while I was driving home from the gym, it occurred to me that I’m in the summer years of my life. The newness and naivete of spring have passed, and the age of summer with its sun-soaked revelry and earthly abundance is well in progress. To me, being […] Read more…
Should you correct a stranger’s form at the gym?
Wow. Excuse me while I clean up the dust bunnies and cobwebs that have collected here during my absense. In the meantime, here’s a story from today. Earlier at the gym I did a back workout, followed by a cardio finisher (specifically the one found here). I was in the bathroom right before I was […] Read more…
You do NOT have permission to kick my ass…
Because I made it to the gym bright and early today! I am so glad I put up that post yesterday. If I didn’t, I’m not sure I would have made it to the gym this morning. But fortunately, I was able to drag my tuchus out of bed in time to squeeze in a […] Read more…
Accountability.
I am posting this because I need more accountability. I didn’t make it to the gym today and it is IMPERATIVE that I wake up early tomorrow and go before work. So I’m putting it out there in the blogosphere. If I fail, I give you permission to kick my ass. Also, I had cereal […] Read more…