The fitter I become the more fitness obsessed I am. In junior high I started down the wrong diet and fitness path. I drank Mountain Dews and Pepsi like 8 cans a day was a nutritional requirement. Thinking about it makes me cringe and roll my eyes now. What was I thinking? I didn’t understand the connection between diet, exercise, and my well-being until I was well into adulthood.
I’ve gone from 180 to 142 and am working my way down to 130. Maybe less. I’ll decide once I get there. I haven’t just lost pounds, I’ve gained muscle and definition.
The Fit section of my site is where you’ll find workout and food ideas and hopefully some inspiration to help you start or continue on your own fitness journey.
My arms feel weak, and my heart feels full. Today, I find myself thinking about how I want to be in the space I occupy on the earth. Who do I want to commune with? What communities do I belong to? Read More.
When water skiing, the drop ski is the one you take your foot out of in order to slalom. The difference between skiing on two skis and one, is the difference between pleasure and exhilaration. Once the drop ski, that crutch, that superficial need is cast off, oh…it…feels…so…damn…good. Read More.
My boyfriend, Chris, and I ate at Cafe Zupa’s in Maple Grove, Minnesota. I’d been there before and loved the fresh, healthy food options, service, and chocolate covered strawberry they serve with meals. Chris tried and loved their Chicken Enchilada Chili. I wanted to recreate the soup at home. Read More.
Four years ago I weighed 180 pounds. My breasts overflowed from my 36B push-up bras. Okay, maybe they didn’t overflow, but if they did it might’ve made being overweight feel like it was worth it. I decided I needed something better than food and drink for stress management. I started working out. Read More.
My boyfriend Chris and I do what he has dubbed the SpartaChris Workout 3 times per week at the Rochester Athletic Club. A month ago, Chris altered the strength training workout to make it anaerobic. Since the switch, we’ve felt our heart rates go up during the workout and we are more exhausted by the end of it. Read More.
I’ve longed to wake up in a house on a lake, go outside, get on a kayak, and spend a quiet morning on the water. It was 58-degrees with a mostly sunny sky. The air was cool and refreshing in a way that made me want to breathe deep. Sun shone on my face. Water dripped onto my toes and calves from the paddle. Loons called, birds sang, ducks did what ducks do, bobbing their heads now and again. Read More.