So much of the fitness and health writing out there is so dry you practically have to hydrate after you read it. I think it’s time we injected some humor into the genre.
Every once in a while, some dude one will joke that I must be using steroids. I can honestly say I’ve never been tempted to ‘roid on up, especially since I don’t really wanna get bigger than I am. The whole idea of taking pills that might have both immediate and longterm awful effects has [...]
Okay, I feel very truth-y today, and I need to tell you something. You may never have a six-pack. Or maybe more accurately, a visible six-pack. And I mean you could work your ass off, eat a real healthy diet, and still never get one. I mean, you might, but again, you might not. Are [...]
As far using technology for workouts, I’m not a gadget-freak or a luddite. I like things like my iPod that actually help my workout, but I don’t get very caught up in technology for its own sake. In fact, I don’t even have a heart rate monitor, though my sister uses one and loves it. [...]
You totally wear this to work out, don’t you?
Kill Week continues at the ol’ corral. In good news, I’m considerably less crabbalicious today. Chalk it up to some sweet-ass working out and some talking about my mood with a good lady last night. Doesn’t that sound like a Barry White song or something? Don’t try [...]
I think all my posts for the next year or so should work “kill” into the title, just because it makes me sound so hard and all. I especially need that right now, what with the crabby spacey thing I’m working into the ground. It’s just darling, lemme tell you. Between that and the fact [...]
Fifty dollars my kid sees this picture and says, “Oh mama, did you write about Julie? What did you say? Can I read it?”I have a little observation for you. You know how they say dogs can smell fear on you, so they attack when you are scared? Well, I swear children can sense PMS [...]
When I started this blog, I swore I would not do those, “Sorry I haven’t blogged for a while, been busy” posts because that’s just not all that interesting to anyone except the blogger. (As opposed to my other neuroses, like how hard my workout was or how I had a bad run, which I [...]
If I’m gonna crucify myself, could somebody please nail me to this?
If I could choose two words to separate forever in a rancorous divorce with a restraining order and no visitation whatsoever, guess what I’d choose? “Bad” and “Eat”. As in, “I’ve been eating all this bad food” or worse, “I’m so bad for eating [...]
My sister often says that you know things are emotional because I get funnier. And generally that is true: I deal with high emotion and anything even remotely charged by making constant jokes about it. (By the way, I do want you all to know my sister is a bitch, because she won’t let me [...]
You should just remember I’m completely leotarded.
First, a warning: This is the very hardest kind of thing to write about, only because I feel so much, and words get very inadequate. It’s hard to express the kind of deep and abiding love and sadness I feel without getting cliched and corny, so I’m asking for [...]
