Tag: Gym
-
Choose-Day
Since my weekends have become, well, not mine but rather an air BnB establishment with an Uber side hustle for the kids, I’ve been bunking my weekend gym classes. Throw in a month of work travel, reduced Pilates hours, freezing weather, a self-confessed recent repeat snooze offender, and a forgotten password for Impala Ridge Farm’s…
-
Glamour Guilt
That face. The single glistening tear rolling down her cheek. Those eyes filled with sadness, staring deep into my soul. What horrid thing might have evoked such an emotional response? I was about to leave for my regular Saturday morning 90 minute gym class. 90 minutes, that’s all I was asking for. 90 minutes of…
-
Pride, pain & pulled muscles
My body is in pain. From my 2nd toe on my right foot which I “sprained?” well over a month ago falling off Ava’s headboard (long story) to my neck, shoulders, hips, legs, arms, tummy, chest, hands back… everywhere. A mom I met at Aiden’s Gymnastics class had just broken her toe – the same…
-
Reflection
I took this photo the other morning in a rush, between getting back from the gym and changing for work. I hadn’t been having great workout sessions of late, and I thought it was perhaps because I didn’t have a goal in place. That morning I focussed on core work, and when I got home…
-
#FitFriends
Fitness for me is not a fad. It is for survival. I have tried life without it, and life with it, and I can unanimously confirm that I function better as a human being when I exercise. Kids, if you don’t want Mom to stomp around the house yelling like a two-headed dragon, breathing fire…