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6 Week Challenge – I dare you.

I joined a local fitness club, NW Women’s Fitness , 8 years ago. During those 8 years, they often have “summer boot camps, team training,” and the like, which I stay FAR away from. This year, however, they’ve changed the format of their Spring  6 Week Challenge and I was intrigued.

The Challenge is focused more on complete wellness (eat veggies, get enough sleep, take the stairs) while also including the traditional weight training and cardio sessions. The cost is inexpensive ($47), the format is user friendly, and best of all, you are not required to step foot in the gym.

It starts tomorrow, Monday, April 7 and runs through Sunday May 18th. Take a look at the information and see what you think. For me, the draw is the fresh start. A reminder of  what we all know is important and slack on doing.

You can sign up, regardless of where you live (Germany, Hawaii, Arizona). Call the club, email the club, tell them you  are going to be training with Alta; mention my name and you get a 10% discount.

I signed up with a girlfriend of mine and plan to win all the prizes – so good luck if you intend to compete with me.

Enjoy your day.


As it turns out, most days are good days…

I posted a few days ago that I had a brilliant day. And it was. Turns out, today is almost better. Which, for many, may diminish the brilliance of Friday. For me, it highlights the reality that most days are more positive than negative. Some are phenomenal, some are fantastic, some are for the record book, some suck. The majority are just plain good.

And in bullet-point fashion, here’s why today may just beat Friday:

  • I have a bruise on my right hip from trying to surf yesterday.
  • I love sushi, and perhaps just ate one of the better rolls of sushi I’ve had.
  • I ended a full day of meetings sitting on the balcony of my unreal hotel room, eating said sushi, and watching the sunset over the pacific ocean.
  • The faint sound of a local band doing an acoustic version of “Blurred Lines.”
  • I love planes. I’m watching planes take off/land/fly as the sun goes down. For me, planes are a thing of beauty, regardless of the color of the sky, however tonight plane watching is magical.
  • I’m alone, but feel connected and loved.
  • And best of all, all of the above is while I’m at work…

I’ll go back to recipe posting soon (I’ve recently tried a roasted tomato that turned into a sun-dried/caramelized tomato). Until then, enjoy the goodness. I am.


Today was a good day.

I could bullet point the list. I could write prose. However, here’s why today was a good day:

I woke up in my own bed. My husband made coffee. My kids are old enough to wake up, come downstairs and climb in with me. My babysitter crisis worked itself out, thankfully. My golf clothes were all too big, than too short. Had to find a new bottom: found a pair of perfect pants in 10 minutes – miracle. First 9, not looking good. Back nine, brilliant.

Bikes + drinks + dinner + bikes + drinks + bikes = phenomenal night.

Today was a brilliant day.


Because one believes in oneself, one doesn’t try to convince others. Because one is content with oneself, one doesn’t need others’ approval. Because one accepts oneself, the whole world accepts him or her.”
Lao Tzu


Sin City

As I head to Las Vegas I’ m forcefully reminded of my ideal of thriving without. One of the withoutisms I’ve struggled to address is how to thrive without escape mechanisms. How do you live in the world of today without some deadening of the senses? I quickly move from a stance of being wholly present: live today, not yesterday or tomorrow. Deal with the pain, emotionally and physically. Don’t cave to narcotics, liquor, ibuprofen, potato chips. Meditate. Which, if you’ve tried it, 5 minutes seems an eternity. How do you clear your mind of the ever-looping play of thoughts, action items, to do lists?

The next moment, hour, day I’ve moved on to an inner dialogue of: “why the hell not?” I enjoy a glass (or bottle) of wine. I enjoy the warming calm of a Xanax after a trying day. And who doesn’t love a Vicodin or two when your body hurts (or it happens to be a Friday, or Tuesday night).

I work hard. I play hard. I’ve EARNED my body as it is today, my skill, my career, my day-to-day life. I’m grateful for what I have, both physically and emotionally. Does that mean I’ve also earned the right to escape all of it when it gets hard? For today, as the plane banks left for a stunning landing in Las Vegas, I’m going with yes.


In a mood….

“When you do something, you should burn yourself completely, like a good bonfire, leaving no trace of yourself.”

~Shunryu Suzuki

Anger, who needs it?

“You will not be punished for your anger, you will be punished by your anger.”

“Holding on to anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.”