Where I accept High Heels & Training Wheel’s Challenge

Just yesterday, I was thinking “I really should figure out how I can ensure that I’m posting here, at least once or twice a week.” The problem? Finding something that’s post-worthy, that I want to write about, when I have time to write about it. Just as I finished said thought, though, one of my… Continue reading Where I accept High Heels & Training Wheel’s Challenge

Where I blather on about my health goals for the next year

I freely admit that I don’t post here nearly as much as I should. We will blame lack of time & lack of subject material — sure, the kids are as diabolical awesome as ever, but life keeps me so busy that, by the time I can sit down to write about the last awesome… Continue reading Where I blather on about my health goals for the next year

Where I dust off the blogging cobwebs with bullet points

At one time, I thought I was busy — then I became a parent. However, over the busiest weekend I ever remember having, I barely saw my own kids. Friday, I worked & played a show. Saturday, I woke, ran a Zombie 5k, played an alumni concert with my college jazz band, played a show,… Continue reading Where I dust off the blogging cobwebs with bullet points

Where I try to explain that “calorie” readout on cardio machines

I’ve done quite well, with regards to my outward appearance, since the new year. And with this comes a lot of questions about working out & what people should do. Once we get past the obligatory “how did you do it?” question, I seem to field a lot of “what machine will let me burn… Continue reading Where I try to explain that “calorie” readout on cardio machines

Where updates come in the form of bullet points

I remember, in the 8th grade, my English teacher mentioning that she always found it funny when kids said that they were “too busy” to do their homework. It wasn’t that kids didn’t get busy, she contended, but that truly busy people figured out how to get everything done. I’m finding that I’m spending a… Continue reading Where updates come in the form of bullet points

Where I distract myself with my children

I am….troubled by the news out of Boston. Is that the right word? Troubled? Saddened? Shocked? Sickened? Worried? I’ll stick with troubled. Qualifying for the Boston Marathon is on the mind of any runner, no matter their level. They say you start running for individual reasons, which are far too numerous to try to list.… Continue reading Where I distract myself with my children