I’ll tell you what. If there’s one thing I’ve learned in my years in the game it’s that you need to find fitness activities you actually enjoy.
Sleep trackers are worth considering if you struggle with sleep AND if you have the funds to afford them.
Comparison IS the thief of joy. And one of the many places where this is true is in our fitness endeavors.
It was one of the first workout programs I ever did. I worked out a lot. I ate six small meals a day. And each Sunday I had a “cheat day.”
How do I handle a partner, spouse, or significant other that hates fitness and/or doesn’t support my fitness goals?
How do I get (or stay) fit when I TRULY have no time because I’m working 80-hour weeks? …and/or I spend most waking moments keeping my young offspring / chaos agents alive in spite of their relentless commitment to mayhem?
Ahoy! At MFF, we pride ourselves on not only giving a shit, but actually tracking measurable outcomes. It’s all well and good to care about our Ninjas. But if you ask me, that’s just table stakes.
In today’s missive, I have a humiliating tale of High School Mark with a fitness takeaway for ya… But first off, please let me celebrate you. It’s been almost an entire year since the world shutdown. We are slowly, slowly coming out of it. With any luck, we’re a few months away from things starting to feel a bit more normal.
Our life is a reflection of our habits. We’re all exposed to the winds of chance and luck. But when we focus on our circle of control, habits play a leading role.
The first woman who stole my heart was Penny from Inspector Gadget. You’re welcome to laugh all you like. But as a five year old, what wasn’t there to love?