If you can do a 5km while pushing a pram with one arm and holding a crying, screaming baby in the other arm, then you can do just about anything. So, Joe wasn’t too keen on the 5km this Sunday. I signed up for the race about 1 1/2 months ago. At the time, I… Read More The 5km and the Meltdown
My opinion about exercise is this: if you don’t enjoy it, you won’t do it. That’s not to say that I’ve always got a huge smile on my face when I’m huffing and puffing through my run, or that it’s always hearts and flowers. What I mean is that in order to have an exercise… Read More The Thing About Exercise
I’ve started running again, and it’s like I never knew how much I missed it. I stopped running shortly after starting my new job for reasons I won’t get into. I hadn’t been on the treadmill for a regular run in about, oh, 3 1/2 months, and I was sick of not working out. I… Read More Falling Back in the Habit
