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If The Bit Fits…
So yes, I’m obviously way behind the curve. Fitbits are so 200… I don’t even know how old they are, because I live under a parental rock. Yup, I’m that person. I’m perpetually behind the times. I was the last to know that Bruce Willis was dead the entire time in The Sixth Sense. I couldn’t wait to discuss the finale of The Sopranos with people… five years after the finale was on. Because, again, I live under a rock. I wasn’t initially even interested in Fitbits when they became popular; since I’m constantly moving around the house each day, the idea of increasing that activity wasn’t very appealing. A Fitbit? Nope.…
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Tread Lightly
Before kids, I was a hard-core athlete. I LOVED to run, to push myself, to get the adrenaline flowing. Running was my favorite activity; I’d lace on the sneakers, grab my Walkman (I told you, BEFORE kids. Like a long time ago, when cassettes were still a thing.), and hit the streets for a few miles. The Captain and I even joined a gym together shortly after we got married, because that’s what cute, childless, yuppie couples do. And I was introduced to… the treadmill. I still vividly remember walking confidently up to the bank of treadmills that faced the mirrored wall. Two older, heavier women were strolling side by…
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Running Down A Dream
As a former athlete, I used to love working out in all forms. I say used to, because after the birth of my first child, my physical activity was pretty much limited to lifting small children up and down, and hauling endless loads of laundry up and down stairs. Suffice to say, it’s been a LONG time since I’ve had a consistent exercise routine. Oh, I’ve tried. There were times through the years that I’d get motivated, and start either running, or using our obscure weight set in the basement. I bought a treadmill years ago, and though there were stops and starts regarding that, the treadmill now serves a…
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