Last weekend I went back to pray at the altar of the gym gods after a long, long a time. I know why I stopped
Disclaimer: I have no verifiable knowledge that Frankenstein’s Monster ever used kettle bells on those brawny arms of his. However, if he had, it would
I don’t consciously try and make the blog titles esoteric or cryptic even..they just pop out of my head, all baked and ready to go.
This Thursday my trainer started me out on a slightly ramped up routine. Either that means that YAY! my stamina is increasing or that I
My routine for going to the gym is pretty regularized now; am happy to report. Nothing worse than a break for legitimate reasons and then
The beginning of the week brings pleasant albeit tiring surprises in the gym.