I fell off my bike and bruised everything (including my ego)
It only took a few weeks but I finally got my bike fitted and my shoes cleated and everything ready for me to take Felicia, as I have christened my […]
Category Archives: Heart and Mind
The quiet pleasures of the athlete’s life
I’ve realized recently that I have a tendency to talk about my life as an athlete in terms of achievements, goals and, sometimes, failures and difficulties. I imagine that it […]
My husband, my training partner in the endurance race of life
“I blame you for this,” I told my husband as I pulled my running clothes on this morning and prepared to squeeze in a 45-minute run before work. I say […]
Advice from a celebrity is helping me cope with a crummy race
Each day, I spend at least an hour in my car sitting in some of the most aggravating surface traffic this side of Atlanta, and because I hate the feeling […]
Taking another whack at the Olympic distance triathlon
My first attempt at an Olympic distance triathlon earlier this year was pretty much the most humbling racing experience I’ve had in a long time. I’ve been underprepared for events […]
Humbled, exhausted and covered in dried salt: A recap of St. Anthony’s Triathlon
The St. Anthony’s Triathlon is a BFD, both for U.S. triathletes – as it is one of the few races to be held continuously for the last three decades – […]
A good body image is not required to be a good feminist
Last week, I read a post by Feministing editor Chloe Angyal in which she admitted to starving herself for two years even while she was working as a public feminist […]
Remembering that this is supposed to be fun
Heads up: I get personal in this post. I’ll be returning to your regularly scheduled dose of fit-feminist ranting, but first, I gotta get this off my chest. A few […]
Of thigh gaps, calories and ignorance about how bodies actually work
When I was about twenty-two years old, I had this idea that I was going to see if I could become a model – because that’s what tall, thin, slightly […]
I resolve to make no resolutions
I stopped making resolutions a couple of years ago when it became apparent that the only thing a resolution was good for was ensuring that I would fail to do […]
