I took a 2-hour trapeze class from Trapeze Austin Saturday afternoon. It was terrifying and exhilarating, and included some life-lessons I didn’t anticipate.
I’ve always wanted to be a runner.
Unfortunately my desire to be a runner manifests in the same way as my dream of being a super awesome ukulele player: I have all the tools required but apply actual effort toward it only sporadically. I keep hoping I’ll acquire these skills by osmotically absorbing expertise through the universe, bypassing all the frustration and discouraging failure that comes before SUCCESS. (Or, let’s be honest, sometimes only less failure.)
Today I woke up at 6am, super pumped to go to my 8am CrossFit RunTex class! Unfortunately I couldn’t find the class – it wasn’t at RunTex, and it wasn’t under the bridge down on the running trail.
So today I became a runner. Continue reading
I love food. No mixed emotions there, no deep-seated conflicts or internal struggles, I just love it. I want to move to Vermont where I can legally marry it. Historically when invited to gatherings I could always be counted on to bring dessert, sometimes more than one. I’ve lovingly been called a cupcake whore.
So you can understand the surprise of those who knew me when I started down the Paleo Path. You’d have thought I told them I was going Base Jumping without a parachute. Everyone wanted to know the impetus for this radical change, but there was no dramatic catalyst. I’d been eating pretty much the same way my entire life and I just wanted to see what it was like to eat differently.
A great friend and former roller derby teammate (that’s a post for another day) told me I needed to look into CrossFit because I’d really love it. I’d been a little bored since quitting derby: a step aerobics class doesn’t quite compare to be knocked around by other women on skates.
First thing you should know about me when it comes to exercise – I prefer to tout the party line that exercise is for punks. However, in the last couple of months, I have become one of those people who exercises most days of the week. I know, it’s like I don’t even know me anymore. Continue reading
Tonight I caught an episode of a show Extreme Makeover: Weight Loss Edition. I generally dislike reality shows because the majority display humanity at their absolute worst. The people on it are crass, conniving, ignorant and just plain unkind.
My exception is weight loss reality shows.