Okay, so there’s one thing I wouldn’t eat. Any food that requires a c-section to eat is off my list. Dining with me is an experience. And often it’s not one conducive to gastronomic pleasure. I’ve admitted in the past to a multitude of eating sins including, but not limited to, looking up calorie counts …
Today I experienced one of those weird occurrences that have baffled me ever since I seriously got into fitness – call it the Bermuda Triangle of Exercise, if you will. Just like Amelia Earhart – but less heroic and revolutionary and without the rubber helmet (just what exactly was that supposed to protect you from …
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Somehow I think tight denim is the least of his worries. Mel Gibson’s massive, public death spiral is depressing. Discovering that all that Dawn dish detergent that so photogenically cleans oil-drenched wildlife doesn’t prolong their lives is really depressing. But do you know what is super depressing? Giving a pair of adorable designer jeans away …
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Baffling equipment. Mean girls. Chronic cell-phone chatters. Unidentified puddles of bodily fluids. Germs. Old men on the exercise bike in nothing but tighty whities and black dress socks (true story). There are lots of reasons why people avoid the gym. Frankly, there are probably more reasons to skip the gym than to go. (Thankfully the …
I’m running away to join the circus. You will forgive my impending abuse of hyperbolic punctuation, then: OHMYGOSH YOU GUYS I HAD SOOOOO MUCH FUN!!!!!! Last night was my first – and definitely not last – circus class at Gleason’s Gymnastics (for any of you locals looking for a fun time). For some reason nobody …
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