Spinning Class Where No One Can Hear You Scream
Alan instructed us to bring our heart rates down, perhaps from rabbit-escaping-a-fox to human-who-just-finished-the-Tour-de-France.
In Alan's Spinning Class, No One Can Hear You Scream
And I’m not sure which looked more ridiculous…me as a middle-aged mom racing the men on each side of me on bikes that don’t go anywhere.
Feeding Mom's Addiction in the Living Room
The moment the entire aerobics class turned their heads toward me and gave me a thumbs-up, I got hooked. These wonderful people care about me!
YOU'D BE SO PRETTY IF…: Self-Acceptance or Self-Improvement?
But does self-acceptance mean that there isn’t room for self-improvement?
OFF MY NOODLE: My Husband's Midlife Crisis
It’s been like this ever since my 40-something husband had an epiphany that would change both our lives: “Hey!” he announced. “I forgot to exercise in my 30s!”
