Embracing the scheduleless lifestyle means being okay with missing spin class and going for a run instead.
I forgot about the existence of exercise endorphins. I feel awesome. More awesome than I look in this picture.
After a six-week hiatus from exercise, I have a whole new respect for the contests on The Biggest Loser: running is hard and three miles is far.
The (vegetarian) eggplant dinner (and cookies) brought to you by a friend tastes infinitely better than the dinner you had planned to make yourself.
Thank you, Julie – it was incredible!
Grass stains (and dog hair) around your husband’s ankles means that the lawn is mowed and summer is awesome.
I’m really bad at jumping in the air.
Or Meeker is really bad at capturing it.