As I outlined in my rules of engagement yesterday, rule #3 is all about my intent to practice self-care and ease myself back into daily exercise. To say I’ve been sloth-like this past year would be a gross understatement. As such, throwing myself into a crazy workout regime would not only likely cause me to…
The one where I decide to have another year of sweat. (It only took 5 years, people!)
The one where I journey to the other side of the planet, scale glaciers and then get pampered.
The one where I give tips on how not to gain 50 lbs while on vacation.
The one where I explain why I’m such a shitty blogger.
The one where we are granted furlough.
The one where nature comes calling.
The one where I pull my head out of my ass and make a decision with my brain, not my ego.
The one where I made my own training schedule.
The one where I climb up and down mountains. Like a mountain goat.
The one where I dive deep into Day 1 of Fat Camp version 2.0.
