Stomach-clenching strollering = “functional fitness”

On Sunday, I shared my tips for making the arduous task of power-strollering the Wee Lass back and forth to school every day a bit more out-and-out fitness-y. Then I remembered what my mama-friend Jenny F. mentioned recently: “Andrew Weil says it’s all about ‘functional fitness.’” Nothing like two crazed working moms trying to trick…

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Ninety-nine, ninety-eight, ninety-seven…

Finally, finally I’ve reached 100. No, not my weight; in my dreams. And not one hundred years, either. Although I do sort of want to stick around forever (after all, the Wee Lass is only four), one of the chief reasons I work out like a crazed loony is so that I can live not…

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The summer of snacking stupidly

Perhaps it’s the tempting fare at the town pool, the Saturday date nights with Hubby involving movie popcorn (or—gasp— the Cheez-whizzy nachos) or my ongoing love affair with “artisanal” garbage, but I have been snacking very, very stupidly this summer. What happened to all the smart snacking I use to do? The organic apples, the…

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