I couldn’t help but start to hum the old folk tune from the 60s “where have all the young girls (flowers) gone” today while working out at the gym.  It is not a new observation, but one that continues to baffle me: today at my temporary gym in Phoenix, there was a  noticeable lack of estrogen in the gym: at least 100 men lifting/grunting/swaggering around and including myself, one girl.  It could be easy to blame any undesirable...

The folks at Runnersfeed asked me if I could give the top 5 lessons I learned while at this past weekend’s Canadian National Endurance Conference; and although it won’t be nearly as entertaining as David Letterman’s Top 10 Lists, I hope it gives people who did not have the opportunity to attend an idea of what was covered. For me, the most important outcome of the weekend was the energy and excitement I gained from hearing the...

“Today I did Bulgarian split squats, Romanian deadlifts, single leg squats, front squats, back squats, squats with press, jump squats, box jumps, toe raises with weights, dynamic step ups….” I start bragging to my husband when he gets in the car after work.  “Um, honey? Why don’t you just blog about it?” he replied, half joking. The truth is, sometimes I hate the gym and sometimes I love it. Today was one of those “good...