It’s called a race. Not a fun run, community jog, or volksmarch. A race. That word has some serious connotations for runners, both in terms of preparation and for the actual event itself. But the one attachment I think we overlook too much is that races are competitive events, meant to pit you not only…
It’s been a different kind of week around these parts, so Brigid figured what better way to finish it off than to give me the reins on a Friday Five. Here we go! Did somebody say Graston? I’ve been getting treatment on a lingering shoulder issue since late last week, and part of the program…
When Brigid and I first moved into our condo in suburban Maryland, the only gym in any proximity was a Bally’s in a nearby strip mall. It was outdated, overcrowded, and just unpleasant but hey, a guy’s got to get his pump on. The worst part, though, was the ability of personal trainers and their…
We’ve heard it since we were little kids: “You are what you eat.” But I have a more accurate sentiment I’d like to discuss: “You are what you drink.” Why’s it more accurate? Because what you drink, or don’t drink, can make an enormous difference in how you feel and perform. Let’s start with an…
Hey y’all, Mr. Huzzah here, filling in for an under the weather Brigid. While she coalesces with the help of ginger ale and tiny dogs, I figured this was as good a time as any to talk about dealing with illness and injury, especially when preparing for something major. Two quick stories of my own…
A couple of weeks ago, I made reference to something I heard while attending a cooking class while on vacation: “Don’t buy food. Buy ingredients and make food.” Had I heard this, say, in my early 20’s I’d probably have shrugged and don’t given it much thought. But between a stint as a vegetarian and…
You’re being selfish right now, and it’s completely OK. You probably don’t even know that you’re engaged in a highly self-involved activity on a regular basis, but those around you may be well aware of it, or even resent you for it. That activity? Fitness, naturally. I know it sounds utterly incomprehensible that an activity…
Brigid’s recent post about our improvised run while visiting my parents proved prescient, as my most recent trip to the gym necessitated some quick thinking. As I was walking toward my usual stationary bike to warm up, I saw a Resolutionist in my space, bike seat as low as it’d go and barely breaking a…
It’s OK to eat greasy hamburgers. Seriously. They don’t bite, unless you’ve severely undercooked them. Obviously there’s going to be a caveat or nine coming soon, but during our recent sortie to Santa Fe, I had two experiences that led me to write about food, and more specifically food that is supposed to be awful…
This time of year is a nightmare for regular gym goers, as men and women full of good intentions and newly minted resolutions (Resolutionists, we’ll call them) stream into local gyms like lemmings toward a cliff. Machines are full, weights get misplaced, and your patience is stretched thin. But it doesn’t have to be that…
Hi, I'm Brigid. This is my journey in living an active, healthy life as I approach my 30th year. I try to focus on the positives, eat more veggies, run more miles, and not sweat the small stuff.
Contact me at LiveBreatheHuzzah (at) gmail.com
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