Turning Back the Clock
Twenty years ago, I had my first encounter with a barbell. What can I say...it was love at first lift. ❤ Hooked is an understatement. The competitiveness lifting created within me was…
Twenty years ago, I had my first encounter with a barbell. What can I say...it was love at first lift. ❤ Hooked is an understatement. The competitiveness lifting created within me was…
Yep, it's summer! And swimsuit season is in full force. Either we love it or we loathe it - right? Ok, so true story... Last week Gia and I ventured…
This may be the shortest piece I've ever written. Because I believe living what I term a "Fit Life" is simple. The secret is nothing fancy...it's nothing sexy...it's nothing…
Tired from an exhausting week that included taxes, late nights and unanticipated teenage turmoil, Friday arrived with a vengeance. My head felt as if it were at the North Pole…
The eve before my early morning flight to Florida found me tapped from the wild week that had ensued. It was close to 11pm and I had not packed one…
Listening to a recent group exercise class (yes it was at a box facility) while waiting for Gia at a birthday party, the instructor completely lost me. She didn’t lose me because of some complicated exercise she was trying to explain but rather because of a few words she repeated over and over.