Jeanie, the babysitter

Jeanie, the babysitter

Her name was Jeanie. A babysitter. Our babysitter. A once-in-a-while babysitter. One of many. We went through a lot of them. She lived close by. Maybe two blocks away. She lived on Euclid and East Seneca. She lived in a small white house with concrete 

right here, right now

right here, right now

How long? How long are you going to do those meal replacement shakes? How long? How long before you wake up one day and think of all the things that have passed you by because you were busy chasing a less than ideal body. A 

City Pool, Chicken Shack and Suckers

City Pool, Chicken Shack and Suckers

It was the summer. It was the Prospect house. Could have been the in between house, the Central house. I can’t remember for sure. It doesn’t really matter. It may have been 4th or 5th grade.  Summers were hot when we were kids. Extremely hot. We went 

Let’s try…

Let’s try…

I sent out my weekly email on this morning and I got A LOT of comments, so I wanted to add to this a little bit and publish it here for my weekly blog.  The fitness industry is an interesting thing. The industry preys upon 

Strong Women – Be Them – Know Them – Raise Them

Strong Women – Be Them – Know Them – Raise Them

Today, I thought I was going to write Chapter 2 of the Sooper Dooper Chronicles. I have been working on it all week. I was all ready to write it tonight, until I saw something that fired me up. Larry Nassar, the team doctor at 

Ebb and Flow

Ebb and Flow

As I was sitting down to write today’s blog, I was having a hard time thinking of something to write about. Sometimes, it just isn’t there. Most of the time it is. Today it wasn’t. I started to reflect on 2017, so I decided to 

hey fat ass

hey fat ass

Hey, fat ass! My in-my-own-head voice would look around to see who was talking. My in-my-own-head voice would berate me for being a fat ass. My in-my-own-head voice would call me that all the time. My in-my-own-head voice was an asshole. If you have read 

Can you be alone with yourself?

Can you be alone with yourself?

Do you ever just spend time by yourself. I mean completely by yourself. No noise. No distractions. No nothing. Go ahead. Find a quiet place to relax. I’ll wait for you. Either your bedroom or another quiet place in your house will work. Turn off 

Your Path. Your Rules. Your Pirate Map.

Your Path. Your Rules. Your Pirate Map.

Your path. Your rules. Your pirate map. What is your path? What are your rules? Are you just washing out of life and not living it? What I mean here is your fitness and nutrition path. What does that path look like? What do your 

do you wonder?

do you wonder?

Do you ever wonder about things? How far back can you remember actually wondering about things? Can you go back to single digits? I think I can. I remember always wondering how I was going to climb the next tree. I remember trying to figure