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Alas, the Cross Country season has begun. It is now time, once again, to live vicariously through my little sisters, Jessica and Jarre.The ladies had their first big race this past Saturday in Long Beach. Jarre, running a three mile race for the first time, ran a 22:35, which for a first cross country race is really good. She is going to get even better with each race. I just know it. Jess, a

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Let's make this official -- this blog's on hiatus. I will post again in April!

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It saddens me when I can feel someone coming toward my cube from about 10 feet away. Sure it’s the second floor and sometimes second floors can be a little shaky, but really, I shouldn’t feel like I am experiencing a 4.0 earthquake when someone is approaching. But it feels that way, I swear. It only feels that way when someone in excess of 220 lbs. is approaching. This actually happens at my

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There’s this cool little feature in the Fitness magazine that I got called, “I Did It.” Every month a different woman is featured, a woman who not only lost weight, but increased her muscle mass and all around fitness and, not to mention, self image.The feature includes a motivational story, the kind of “what happened” to provoke the change; details of her initial workout and altered diet; and

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From today's Ask Yahoo.Dear Yahoo!:What's in turkey meat that makes you sleepy?KeithSan Bernadino, CaliforniaDear Keith:We'd always heard that post-turkey lethargy was a result of a natural chemical found in turkey, the same one that makes a glass of warm milk such a touted sleep aid.We were surprised when we found a page of turkey tidbits at the University of Illinois Extension site that

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We had beautiful weather in sunny Southern CA this past weekend (in the mid 70's), so Jeff and I decided to take our mountain bikes out for a spin, a real spin.Recall: I am a beginner mountain bike rider.Of all places, we headed off to Whiting Ranch, a park where two cyclists were mauled about this time last year. Daring, weren't we?Spoiler: Jeff and I weren't mauled; we didn't even see a moutain

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From In the Bleachers by Steve Moore.I don't know why I find this so funny. It just is!

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Let's observe a moment of silence in honor of those who successfully competed in the Muddy Buddy competition without me and Jeff.We're such losers.It's my fault that we didn't register. I got sick (and moved) and so used my lack of training for two weeks as an excuse.

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The body fat analyzer should not be taken lightly. There are strict rules outlining its proper use.I am not typically a daring person. I don't jump out of perfectly good planes. Nor I am eager, as some are, to jump on the latest high-rise, fast-dropping, flip-you-over-on-your-backside-and-practically-spank-you rollercoaster. I play things safe. But the other day, I took a risk. The body fat

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Yesterday, I took a mid-afternoon break and went for a jog. I knew that my new place was just 0.5 mile from the beach and so -- for the first time -- I headed in that direction.I was in for such a treat.It took me about 5 minutes to get down there and once I was there, it was beautiful. It had been raining for days, but at that moment, the clouds began to part and the sun began to shine through.

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After lamenting that the scale is only a partial measurement of one's physical fitness, I broke down today and purchased a body fat analyzer.(You know, I just happened to be in the fitness aisle when I was at Target today, although I had no business being over at that side of the store.)I digress. Back to the gadget.Basically, I enter my height, weight, age, and gender. Then I press a button.

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Natascha Wants to Know:Which of the two Lindsays do you prefer?Blonde Lindsay Lohan? Or Red-headed Lindsay Lohan?

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I had the greatest of pleasures this weekend to be able to bike around (for the most part) around the upper Newport Back Bay (my photo above in header; Google Earth's photo on left) with my man Jeff.Jeff and I had make this trek a few times before, but it been awhile and the weather was absolutely perfect for it. October is wonderful in Southern California AND I'll still say that now even is has

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The scale lies.Not literally. It’s just that it doesn’t really accurately measure one’s physical fitness. As I mentioned in I Gained Weight: I weigh less, but my pants fit tighter.One could weigh quite a bit and be in prime physical condition. Take Shelley, for example. She was one of my Cross Country buddies in high school. She primarily joined the team to lose weight and, for this reason,

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Where to start? Hmm.Well, let’s start with the facts: I weigh less; yet, I have more fat. More specifically: I lost four pounds; yet, my clothes are tighter.All of this is not good. I'd much rather weigh more and be fit. I miss the muscle. I hate the fat, especially as it rolls over my lower back side (can you say, "lovehandles"?) as I sit here in discontent and type this very post.That being

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The scale cannot lie and neither can I. The last three times I weighed myself, I was/am 118.5 pounds.For many, this would be a cause for celebration. Don't get me wrong, I am not ungrateful. But consider for a moment that that is 5 and 1/2 pounds more than what I weighed about a month ago. Consider that that is 5 and 1/2 pounds more than I weighed when I set a fitness goal. Consider that that is

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While working out at the gym last week, I found myself quietly observing others around me. Men and women were running in place for 20 minutes at time, but getting nowhere. Others were repeatedly picking things up and putting them back down, essentially accomplishing nothing. Like lab rats, we were just running on the wheel for the sake of running on the wheel.After observing this productive

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I think worked off about three whole Reese's Peanut Butter cups. I was feeling pretty weak. Likely it has something to do with my lackluster diet today -- I have unintentionally skipped meals and resorted to snacks as a last minute fixes. I need to do better.I am doing better, however, in internalizing my workout routine. I find myself making excuses less and just going and getting it over with.

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Last Saturday, I did it. I got a weekend workout in again. I don't have much to say about it, however. I got in and got the job done, despite the uncharacteristic lack of equipment at the gym that day (particularly dumbbells). I'd talk more about the workout as I usually do, but I am too lazy to do it right now. The fact that I have no major milestone to report only aids in my putting off of

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My muddy buddy and I didn't have much of a workout this last weekend. We did, however, take a little spin on our bikes over to the college at which I work and poked around a bit.I gave Jeff an unofficial tour of the campus and together we checked out the athletic facilities for the first time. Apparently, this campus has a small driving range and a putting green. (This is interesting to me

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I went to the gym last night just bitter about having to go to the gym. I had too many things to do for school, yet I went -- I just couldn't stand the thought of being off track any longer. I missed 5 out of my last 6 workouts!Luckily, I weighed the same: 116 lbs. I feared that it may have gone up even more. On that note, I am worried about having my body fat percentage checked later this week.

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I always wondered about this. The following is an excerpt from Fitness magazine.Q: What kind of pains or injuries should I rest, and which will heal faster with exercise?A: “If you have swelling that lasts more than two days, or if the pain is so severe that you can’t bear any weight on that body part, stop using it and see a doctor,” says Nadya Swedan, MD, a specialist at Manhattan Orthopedics

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