Mini at-home workout sessionsSummer beach days are quickly approaching and for the first time I just don't feel ready. Long, lazy days spent on the sand are what I live for but I'm filled with more anxiety than relaxation. It boils down to mama isn't ready for swimsuit season....more
When it comes down to it, I have two choices. 1. I could sit here on this park bench, which is in the sunshine and giving me a much-needed boost of vitamin D. And I could read my book, which I have been waiting to start for several weeks now but haven't found the time....more
I have always believed non-traditional exercise had a higher success rate at pleasure secretions in my brain than running or walking up an invisible staircase. As far as endorphins and their correlation to exercise; sex seems to satisfy two birds with one bush. Or something like that.
I’ve had a lifelong, hate-hate relationship with exercise. I feel exactly the same way about it as I did about breastfeeding: no matter how many scientific studies I read, my body didn’t get the memo it was supposed to feel good.
Here's another new one for me...lifting weights...and I am kicking myself for not doing it sooner. I am so excited about the weight lifting I have been doing and the results from it! As usual, I am thrilled to share this experience with you so you too can feel this good and have some additional results to celebrate....more
You know how busy life can be. The mornings are a rush, lunch time is a rush, and the night time is a rush to get housework done and dinner made. Layer in kids if you have them and the desire to spend time with them, and it's easy to convince yourself that you don't have time for a workout.
You do. Yes, I said it. You HAVE time. You just have to find it.
Making your health a priority (as it should be) will make it a little easier to find spaces in your day to get in some exercise.
Diet and exercise have become so commingled in our cultural discussion of health that I’m surprised we don’t have a compound word for it. Perhaps we can call it “diercise” or “exerdie.” Hmmm. We probably don’t want the word “die” in there.
It's Saturday and with several days' fresh dusting of snowfall, I'll take whatever I can get to make use of my cross country skis that have been sorely neglected due to a mild Saskatchewan winter. Poor us, right? El Niño has snubbed us our usual winter wasteland. Perhaps it's my Nordic roots, my true Canadian love of the outdoors, or the quiet solitude sought by an introvert, but I do enjoy cross country skiing as my favorite winter pastime. ...more
I've just woken up my son for school. He looks at me with blurry eyes and his hair is sticking out in every direction. He even still smells like sleep; to me, he is perfection. He yawns and asks me if I ran that morning. I confirm that I did and he immediately taps my fitbit to congratulate me on all my dots. ...more
CW: This essay offers an in-depth look at my eating disorder. Please keep your own recovery and/or sensitivities in mind. Suffering is revered. Pain is praised. The more you endure, the more you are.I broke my leg the way you fall asleep: slowly, then all at once.I was running when it broke (or, more aptly, when I broke it).I didn’t fall. Nothing fell on me — it just broke....more