An object with the definition of cast-iron or cast-steel weight should potentially be illegal as a workout tool. Or maybe it should require a license for use. In order to obtain one you have to prove yourself tolerant of the hurt it inflicts. Are you worthy? Can you withstand the beating? I was introduced to the kettlebell a couple years ago by a trainer I sincerely admire and aspire to be like. A strong female persona defying all the odds of aging and putting Continue reading Curse of The Kettlebell
A word that’s come into renewed fame with today’s generation is streak (not the running-naked-through-the-streets kind). By definition, it’s “a continuous period of specified success or luck”. Often I hear teens exclaiming: me and so-and-so are on a daily snap-streak Continue reading Where can I join the CUPCAKE streak?
Physically and mentally, you’d never know I ran the Marine Corp Marathon 2 weeks ago. The level of fitness that took months to develop has all but disappeared in the past two weeks. It’s almost like a period of mourning when it’s all over. You commit so completely to the process of training to be ready for the big day, you don’t even realize how EVERYTHING else takes a backseat. Even my husband slept on the couch for at least two months leading up to the race so he didn’t keep me up with his snoring. I ain’t gonna lie…I like the bed to myself! No shame in my game, sleep is my number one priority as I get older. I digress…😊 Continue reading Funeral of a Marathoner