Our greatest obstacles in life are ourselves. Every day, if we do not live with conscious awareness of our purpose, we get in our own way. I cannot tell you how many weight loss clients I have seen sabotage their results. Sometimes they self-sabotage out of fear of success, sometimes out of exhaustion and lack of
Spending the weekend at the Gaylord National Hotel Resort at the National Harbor in Washington, D.C. this weekend has made me think a lot about Santa. Be it the hundreds of kids swarming the atrium eagerly waiting for the next Pixar Christmas show, the ICE sculpture show that boasted at least seven different over-sized iced
I like the noise of traveling. Watching movement while staying stationary yourself is one of the most enlightening experiences one can have if you allow yourself to be still in the moment. Today, as I travel to Richmond, then Atlanta, and then finally to my destination of Clearwater, Florida, I am going to savour the mundane
I know someone who did 1,000+ pull-ups yesterday, a feat I deemed impossible. Adam Chaney, a trainer on my staff, loves a good challenge. He master challenges however only because he gladly embraces the prospect of failure. Before Chaney started the day-long venture of doing 1,000 pull-ups, he accepted the possiblity that he might only complete 700 or 800, and
I want the Amelia Earhart syndrome: you know, the raw love for doing something that sets the mind, spirit and body free. Amelia accomplished more than anyone in the world at that time thought was even possible. She loved flying –the feeling of being her own bird — and she dreamed of flying the world.
I’ve started trying to do nothing. This is not laziness, cynicism or withdrawal on my part, rather, this demands an incredible amount of effort. Try it yourself and you’ll see what I mean. Turn off your radio when you drive. Think about nothing when you lay down to go to bed at night. Turn down an invitation
The word “skinny” has haunted me my entire life. It’s a word loaded with societal pressure, adolescent insecurity and body-acceptance conflicts. I am not skinny; I am also not not skinny. I spent years in a muddled mindset in which I was convinced that the only way to be beautiful was to be dangerously skinny.
Everything happens for a reason. Today, I over-slept to meet with 5:30am running group. I didn’t wake up until 1:00pm today, exhausted from my 50 mile bike, 5k race and night of dancing from yesterday, leaving me to run my assigned 14 mile run solo in the mid-day heat. After a few miles of boredom, I took refuge in