Over the last eight years, I’ve tried almost every major wellness trend.
I went paleo for a year. I started drinking — then brewing — kombucha. I became obsessed with my gut health and began making kefir and sauerkraut. I experimented with intermittent fasting. I counted macros. I tried meditating.
Trying to be as healthy as possible is a worthwhile pursuit, but this year, I realized there was something darker at the root of my obsession with wellness.
Article for SheKnows.
“I started exercising more. I'd wake up at 5:30 a.m. and go for a 30-minute run before work. My work was only a few minutes from our home near the ocean in San Diego, so at lunch, I'd rush home, change into workout clothes, and do a quick sprint interval workout on the boardwalk before rinsing off and returning to work. Then at night, I'd go to the boxing gym for an hour.”
Why I’m healthier and happier in a sport that doesn’t have weight classes.
Two people are allowed to call me “mom”: my 9-year-old son and 12-year-old daughter. (And even these two still call me “mommy,” which I treasure and will mourn when it disappears.)
But this doesn’t stop people who aren’t my children from calling me “mom.”
The first time I wore a fanny pack was for professional reasons. I was covering a live sporting event and needed to carry a reporter’s notebook, pens, and my phone. A purse seemed like a strange thing to wear while interviewing sweaty athletes, so I strapped on a fanny pack and got to work.
I confess: It was a delight.
The low-bar back squat is a favorite move of powerlifters, and for good reason.
In the ten years I've surfed -- three before kids, seven after -- I've avoided paddling out in my bikini.
An article for The Inertia about how I finally got up the courage to surf in a bikini.
Over the summer I went through a brutal patch of insomnia. A friend recommended meditation, and so I downloaded the Headspace app and began letting Andy Puddicombe’s soothing British accent talk me through 10 minutes of quiet.
I spend hours at my computer, hunched over the keyboard. When I’m chasing a deadline, good posture is usually the last thing on my mind. I also ask a lot of my body in the gym, and the combination of the two can lead to aches and pains. I wondered: Would improving my posture help me stay on task and injury-free?
I went surfing recently with my husband and some friends. After I caught a wave, I paddled back to the group and started talking about how my feet were slightly in the wrong place, and how I need to adjust my position on the board.
“Get out of your head!” my friend James said to me, “stop over thinking!”
Read article in the Huffington Post
There’s no greater stress reliever than beating your fists against a heavy bag.
I couldn’t wait to punch away my tension at the Boxing Fusion class at Grantville’s Xplicit Fitness, but I wasn’t sure what to expect. Boxing… fused with what, exactly?