Just Keep Swimming
I'm turning 47 in a few days. And I can’t shake the idea that I should be constantly improving, or at least holding steady. Getting slower means I’m getting older, which means at some point I might totter to a complete stop....
I'm turning 47 in a few days. And I can’t shake the idea that I should be constantly improving, or at least holding steady. Getting slower means I’m getting older, which means at some point I might totter to a complete stop....
Growing up in the 1980s, I saw strength training the way many of us did back then, as a male-dominated pursuit that would only serve to give us delicate ladies bulky, unsightly muscles. I was on a competitive swim team during high school, and our coach never discussed resistance...
Yesterday, I was driving my 12-year-old daughter home from her second soccer game in roughly 24 hours so she could take a quick rest before heading back for game #3 later that day. She sighed. “Soccer tournaments are taking over my weekends!” “Not just your weekends,” I said. My...
On June 9th, I rose before my 4:30 AM alarm with a mixture of excitement and trepidation buzzing through my veins. In a few hours, I would join 2,500 other wetsuit-clad competitors for a dip in the glistening waters of Lake Monona — the starting point of the Ironman...
If you are one of those rare souls who can roll out of bed and immediately go for a run, you have my admiration. I’ve always found it challenging to go out and pound the pavement first thing in the morning. It’s almost as if I need to work...