Things are gonna change, I can feel it.

2 Comments 04 November 2009

It’s been a long time coming. This blog is going to go through a pretty major change in the next two months. It’s not going away, it’s just going to kick 126% more ass. And I might tie one-million balloons to it and fly it away to another location. And it will be different. And [...]

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Cycling, Fitness, Life, Yoga

Heaven in Vernonia: Coastal Mountain Sport Haus (a yoga and cycling retreat!)

17 Comments 08 October 2009

It’s a cycling lodge, a yoga retreat, and a must-see Oregon getaway. I had the pleasure of shooting the Coastal Mountain Sport Haus over in Vernonia, Oregon and – I gotta tell you – I think they’re onto something. Innkeeper (and yoga extraordinaire) Sandy is having a yoga retreat over Halloween weekend – check the [...]

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Cycling, Fitness, Life

There’s a Reason I call him Shecko

3 Comments 05 September 2009

Shecko: Sicilian dialect word for donkey.  Hauling animal.  Ass. Commuting home from work is something less than romantic until your boyfriend offers to carry 30-pounds of crap for you… all while carrying his own 20 pounds of crap on his back.  I swear, if I could stack this kind of load on him every time [...]

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Fitness, Nutrition, Weight Loss

Trust me, exercise won’t make you fat.

7 Comments 14 August 2009

I almost titled this post “If you’re reading Time Magazine, you already have a problem.” That’s how much I despise that rag. Last week they released a story about how exercising makes you fatter. Or something like that. By the time I finally felt compelled to see what the hell was going on, I was [...]

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Nutrition, Wellness

Kombucha: Brilliant or Barf-Tastic?

7 Comments 30 June 2009

I love Kombucha. It tastes weird, is unpredictably fizzy, makes rampant and unfounded health claims, and costs a small fortune - I mean how much better can a hippy, new-age, health fad get?

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Fitness, Training

Confessions of a Gym-Rat Relapse

2 Comments 19 June 2009

I missed the wobbly feeling of pounding out 60 consecutive pushups. I missed the "gym zone" where the headphones go in, the death-anger rap goes on, and everyone else disappears. I missed wife beaters and balance boards and bosu balls.

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