It is challenging enough to motivate myself to go to a gym where I am solely responsible for the plan, but it is even harder to go to a gym in a small hotel. Unfortunately, I am a road warrior so I have to figure it out. It should be stated that by no means… Continue reading Hotel Gyms
Post knee surgery is no joke. I get excited about walking a mile. I also get sweaty. My surgeon said from month three to month six I am allowed to work out minus “cutting” sports, dance classes, and any other side to side motion where I could re injure my knee. Also, no lunges until… Continue reading My Pilates Instructor Hates Me, a narrative
I’m having a day where I feel fat. Let me backtrack. First and foremost, I don’t like the word fat. I don’t like when my friends use it to describe themselves. I don’t like when people use it to describe other people. And I generally try to avoid it when describing myself. It’s just one… Continue reading Whining. Like Winning, but Not.
Hey any readers that are left in the depths of the Internet. Maybe you missed me. Maybe you forgot I existed. Who can really tell? Let me bring you up to speed. In late January, I decided playing indoor soccer was a fantastic idea. I played most of my life, and just because I’m 30… Continue reading Guess Who’s Back (sang like Eminem)
The first time I heard of Buti Yoga was in Prescott, Arizona. Surprisingly, this trend that made it to small town Prescott has yet to break on the scene in Las Vegas. I was traveling with my coworker, and we were looking for a class to take. We wanted to take a hot yoga, and… Continue reading Buti Yoga (a review)
I am fortunate to have a really kick ass job. I work in medical device sales, which allows me to work unsupervised, make great money, and reap endless benefits. The down side of this of course is I am always on the road. I don’t have the luxury of packing a lunch and keeping it… Continue reading Eating on the Road. It’s a Bitch
So if anyone is still reading this…thank you. I apologize to my fan base of 7. I had a tumultuous August which spiraled into several months of being lost and depressed. And those feelings did not correspond to going to the gym. Instead they matched up with drinking a substantial amount often, eating like a… Continue reading Excuses and Commitments