I Run.

So, I run now. For years (YEARS) I’ve called some of my favorite people crazy for running for fun. My husband has tried many, many times to encourage me to run, which I’d attempt twice before retreating to the smooth familiarity of the elliptical. I’d say that my local peer group is comprised of more… Continue reading I Run.

From the Girl on the Stairmaster

I can do pushups. Real pushups. Not many more than 10 at a time on a good day, but I can do them. I can sense the jiggling ladies on the (formerly) FLABeLOS machine pausing from their books and glancing sideways at me while I do them. Look, I’m far from fit (and will never… Continue reading From the Girl on the Stairmaster