Tutus & Running Shoes

I used to be one of those anti-tutu runners; not to the magnitude of SELF Magazine, but I made a personal vow to never be one of those runners. I don’t consider myself to be a girly-girl, and tutus are for ballerinas and little girls in princess costumes. I also have a deep hatred for running skirts (ironically,…

Eat Chocolate and Get Excited About Life

As I quickly approach the other side of thirty, I’m met with phenomena I never thought would really happen to me. I suddenly understand the importance of a good high impact sports bra, my jawline is constantly invaded by an army of acne not even seen in my teen years, belly fat is getting harder…

Get Me Off This Treadmill

When I run, I disappear into a world where I control everything and nothing at the same time. Deep down inside, I’m secretly (or not so secretly?) a control freak.  My shoelaces have to be tied just-so, my hair needs to be braided in one way or another, and my form needs to reflect the…

Should I Detox?

After an especially long and brutal winter, I’m sure we’re all eagerly anticipating the arrival of spring. I know I am, and if I hear about one more snow storm, I don’t know what I’ll do! As the seasons change, many of us get into cleaning mode. We dig deep into our closets, reflect on…