Few things brighten my day like a steamy cup of coffee and inspirational, thought-provoking reads in the morning. It’s a ritual that I daresay I’ll keep until the day I die, whether I’m curled up on my couch with a book, devouring the Sunday New York Times on a plane, or catching up on my
As a former athlete, I have been exercising and working out for nearly two-thirds of my life. Read: I’ve pretty much done it all. I’ve lifted weights, attended exercise classes, run a half-marathon, done high-intensity interval training, swum laps…the list goes on. Two workouts stand head and shoulders above the rest. Do these, and you’ll be
I absolutely love dinner parties. Stories and laughter over wine. Bellies full of homemade meals and hearty company. And yet, hosting seems to scare people. The two concerns I hear most often? “I don’t have enough space,” and “I don’t have nice things.” While there’s only so much you can do with the space that you have, you can easily host a dinner party on a budget by stocking your kitchen with the essentials.
“Are you ready?” My dad obviously didn’t think so. But in all fairness, I couldn’t blame him. We hadn’t hiked in over a year, and we were about to tackle one of the most difficult trails in the southernmost Appalachians. One that dropped more than a thousand feet in the first half a mile. My
Making time for exercise is hard. If you’re like me, much of your day is already spoken for. You work 9-to-5 (or some other shift that takes up an entire third of your day), and you somehow manage to eat/sleep/spend time with family/shop for groceries/manage your finances/clean your house/take care of pets/whoknowswhatelse during the precious
I know that podcasts are the hip new thing, but I have to admit: I just can’t seem to get into them. I know, I know: I probably haven’t found the right one or I’m simply not giving them a fair shot. But every instance that someone talks about listening to a podcast—while doing housework
Nothing beats Colorado in October. We flew to Denver on Thursday, visited friends in Boulder, and flew back South on Sunday. The weather was perfect—a comfortable 60 degrees in the afternoon, a crisp 40 in the morning, and sunny most of the weekend. While in Colorado, we admired the Rockies from a distance, and we
Have you ever felt like you were in a book? I have, once, a few Saturdays ago. We drove about two hours outside of town to our friends’ farmhouse, and although we’ve been there dozens of times, something about this time was different. I felt like I was being guided, almost pulled, by some crafty