At the beginning of the year (like every other American), I made a resolution to get healthy. Not lose weight, but actually get healthy and do it the right way – good old fashion diet and exercise. By diet, I mean healthy choices, portion control and balance … not 500 calorie-a-day liquid diets that …
So, I’ve bought my fair share of work out shoes over the years. Many were ill-fitted or didn’t offer proper support; but most sat in my closet and collected dust. I have a closet full of good intentions. But these bad boys will be hitting the pavement tonight as I kick off my training for …
I’ve always said that I am not a runner. Not in my wildest dreams. Not by any stretch of the imagination. If Willy Wonka opened his doors for free chocolate for all, I’d calmly walk in and hope to God my fellow chocoholics despise running as I do. If I were being chased, I’d hand …
I’ve been doing Rockin’ Body for going on two weeks now. During the first week, I had Call Me Maybe stuck in my head … now, I keep singing … “Shaun T’s gonna make you fly.”
Numbers have been a nemesis of mine for as long as I can remember. It started with fractions. It got worse with algebra. By the time geometry reared its parallelograms and obtuse triangles, I was as good as gone. As an adult, bills and other red numbers stalked me and haunted my shopping dreams. But …
