It seemed so much easier to exercise when we were kids, right? I mean, I had zero responsibility and got to spend hours playing outside. Getting my heart rate up for 30 minutes was no biggie. I didn’t even know I was doing it. Growing up in weather-friendly Arizona, I did a lot of bike… READ MORE »
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I’ll be honest — I always feel a little ridiculous when I go to the gym. There I am, walking on the treadmill, in between the buff dude pumping iron and the impeccably toned woman running effortlessly on a steep incline; it seems brutally obvious what a workout novice I am. Even in yoga, where… READ MORE »
Let’s get one thing straight: I am not an “exercise person.” In fact, if I were dating some smart, hilarious, darling and hot dude who was otherwise perfect but had a penchant for enthusing about his early morning gym regimen, I probably wouldn’t call him again. Overtly healthy people annoy me, maybe because they have… READ MORE »
When I was 4 years old I was in my first play. When my big, finale scene came along I was supposed to sweep a moneybag down from a chimney and rejoice. But when the moneybag was not in its place, I was forced to think on my feet and come up with a new… READ MORE »
Allow me to give you a little background on my history with fitness. Don’t worry, this won’t take long. I danced a bit as a kid; I learned how to surf in Costa Rica; I’ve taken yoga off and on for three years or so, focusing on Bikram yoga in the last six… READ MORE »
Do your friends marvel at your discipline to be at the gym EVERY morning at 6 a.m.? Or is your favorite exercise move texting? (C’mon it has to burn some calories, right?) Maybe you’ve become addicted to fitness gizmos ever since you tried out your mom’s Thighmaster in the 8th grade … or you’re nursing… READ MORE »
I love yoga (along with the other 30 million women who practice in the U.S). And when I realized that I could combine my love for yoga and my love for James, my fiance, into a partner yoga session, I was honestly psyched.
The day of our lesson, I asked James if he… READ MORE »
In fifth grade I was the new kid in school, which is always hard. But I think it’s hardest in gym class. Especially if you’re the new “chubby” kid with zero athletic ability. Hello locker room spitballs.
It was the day before Thanksgiving and, much to my dismay, running day in gym class. Running… READ MORE »
The other day, I announced I’m fat as a house and totally unmotivated to exercise! I asked you, dear Frisky readers, for your advice on how to get my butt in gear. And you had tons of ideas! Frankly, I found it to be rather moving. One, talking about it here reminded me I’m not… READ MORE »
Here’s a fact: Right now, I am the fattest I’ve ever been in my whole life. Period. End of story. I have all the respect in the world for Crystal Renn and every woman who can love her body no matter what size it is, but I am not that woman. (Granted, not being that… READ MORE »
It’s that annoying time of year when celebs start “flaunting their bikini bods” and we get sick with envy over the kind of physique a team of personal trainers/dieticians/beauticians/stylists can get you. So fine, we’ll do it the hard way. After the jump, 10 ways you can get it together yourself. Because, let’s face it,… READ MORE »