Or shall we say Fit-torials? Anyway, fantastic workout last night, folks. Let's walk through it, shall we? First: the requisite sweaty, social media shot. (Done for Snapchat, in case you're wondering. And no, I have no idea how it works.) A bit of a smug smirk, no? And yet that's the face you make when …
Rallying.
In high school, I loved pep rallies. There was something electric about all of us gathered in the gym, screaming for the basketball team or the football team and the loud music and the cheerleaders and all of that. Never mind that in four years of high school (and college, too), I never attended one …
Honesty.
You've read about my goal to improve my lifestyle. (Here, here, and here.) This afternoon, while the snow falls down yet again in Somewheres, VA, I'm sitting on the couch and reflecting about said goals. Quite simply, I can honestly say that this lifestyle change process has been the most honest I've been with myself. What …
The Unholy Hour. (Or, the Gym Diaries)
Hi. And ouch. But a good ouch. So for the past few days, I've been waking up at 5AM to go to the gym before reporting to the OK Corral. Yep, you read that right. Since you're getting to know me here on TSP, let me educate you on a few things about me: 1. I …
This Square Peg. 