I am not a natural runner. Running isn’t easy for me. I don’t put on my running shoes and go out for a run expecting the experience to be easy breezy. No matter what my running pace – whether I’m running a race and giving it my all, or telling myself to take it easy [...]
I know. In this day & age when everyone is admonishing us to Up!The!Exercise! I’m here & waiving the “sometimes less (time) is indeed more (results)” flag loud & proud. (A flag which is, alas, not quite as fun as my freak flag. Youll have that.) I’m frequently challenge by people when it comes [...]
Oh people. Im winding my way away from reviews/giveaways & lolloping lovingly toward more plain ole MizFit musings. Writing what’s in my heart without thought to did I promote XYZ well enough? will they be happy with my post?. All that disclaimer to say: I wanted me a fitness trampampoline. A lot. I sought this [...]
(running tights + running shoes + sporty long sleeve = POSER misfit) Once upon a time, in a land where it was hotter than a motherfucker something really hot, there lived a woman who loved the iron. A twenty year long torrid love affair kind of love. And yet, on those nights when sleep [...]
(my re-found love is now always ready & waiting by the front door) I frequently lament how I dont love the cardio. I do it (for my heart and for my daughter. Im a firm believer once we become parents we forfeit the option of losing our mojo). Yet everysinglesolitaryday theres a huge internal [...]
For those of you who may not know, this is a compression sleeve: (Im lobbying for a TATTOO-pattern Misfit Sleeve!) I already knew I loved me some Zensah compression apparel. I love my Zensah compression skirt & sports bra: I adore my PINK Zensah compression tank-top: I’m painfully aware (literally & metaphorically) I’m not a [...]
(this is my kind of running) The Tornado & I were out ambling around Austin recently when she stopped abruptly, turned, looked at me and stated: Mama, you need to start running. Needless to say, since this sentiment was shared in her not soft five year old voice, it garnered more than a few horrified [...]
The question I’m most frequently asked is whether I really practice what I preach on my blog. Emails. Tweets. Comments. Podcast comments. It seems the collective you wonder if my move. every day. something. optimally 30 minutes. day in and out. year in and out. until death. philosophy is something to which I actually adhere. [...]
Let’s face it: gyms are stinky, tracks are so boring you’re lucky to make it around ten times before falling asleep, and treadmills are just ridiculous. Who wants to run on a conveyor belt? Most of us humans are under the impression that we’re not pieces of luggage, so treadmills are out of the question. [...]
(Why yes, that IS both my chagrin-face & what Id have worn to run with Jared.) Oh people. It’s much to my chagrin that Im writing this post from the ATX. Sure I love me some Austin. Yes I adore me some being with the family time. But between the (royal) two of us Im [...]
Friday, April 13, 2012
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