A friend of mine was lamenting today about her lack of push-up prowess. I assured her she could master them; boxing had me busting out more push-ups than I’d ever imagined possible. Practice, after all, makes perfect! And then somebody mentioned chin-ups. Ooh, boy. Yeah. I can’t do a chin-up or pull-up to save my life.… Continue reading Working Toward a Pull-Up
Last week, I was at Davis Mountain Fitness & Training Camp, where I hiked, ran, yoga-ed, water aerobicized, and swam to my heart’s content. I even had a lovely walk to and from meals. My body was almost always in motion. This week….well, I’ve avoided my regularly scheduled exercise. Confession: I’ve skipped all of it.… Continue reading Can Gardening Count as My Workout?
Can I just say that camp life is awesome? A typical day: Wake up, head out for a stellar sunrise run, eat breakfast, take a hike or ride a bike among the Davis Mountains, then sample a variety of afternoon class workouts. In between, there are meals in the mess hall followed by group gatherings. Evenings… Continue reading So You’re Hiking in West Texas…
I should’ve been packing for West Texas but there was this small matter of dinner. So I whipped up another batch of the absolute best pasta dish ever, with the idea that I was saving time by also making lunch for the long drive to Davis Mountain Fitness and Training Camp. I’d break up the day… Continue reading Easy Summer Dinner: Pasta with Butternut Squash and Pesto
“Run a race I’m proud of” was scrawled at the top of the page, my goal for the week of Feb. 6–12, 2000. That Sunday, I was running what would be the longest race of my life—13.1 miles–at Austin’s 3M Half Marathon. I was petrified of failure. Today, I signed up to run 3M again this… Continue reading Revisiting 3M Half Marathon to Get Back on My Feet
I’m feeling a little guilty these days. You see, I’ve stepped out on my yoga class. I confess—it’s hard to stay with one workout for an extended period of time. After three years of boxing, I needed a change. My true fitness love, running, has had to morph from road to trail to keep me… Continue reading Beating Austin’s Heat with the Perfect Pool Workout
The Sanders campaign has given me hope. Hope that my passion for this year’s Democratic National Convention isn’t just some hormonal middle-aged fixation. True, I’m 54. Yes, my hormones are raging (at least, some of the time). And I’ve been fixated on the 2016 DNC, alright. Get Off My Lawn Politics When I watched snippets… Continue reading 2016 DNC Proves Politics Isn’t Just an Old Person Thing