The Bakery Blog
I got started teaching fitness classes because I wanted to help people as I had helped myself. The challenge was to work out to your personal best, not to just show up.
I continue to look for ways to recapture that feeling.
Feeling crazy vs. being crazy. There are definitely days when I forget there's a difference.
But I'm sane enough to know if I just count to ten, my "whirled" spins back into my "world."
To the fathers out there— I think we all have a little Pop* to give.
*Please don't think this blog entry won't speak to you. I too am not someone's biological dad, yet I totally feel like a father figure to many people (and even some pets).
Have I mentioned how much I love New York? I heart it til it requires a cardiologist. The city never ceases to amaze me—what I see, hear, and experience...and I'm talking about just on my way to work.
We have to walk among each other. Literally and figuratively.
That's the reason I believe we're here. On this planet. Those seething with hatred are not going to stop me.
I don't believe in rewarding all your hard work working out, with 24/7 sacrifice. All or nothing shouldn't apply to food.
What I do believe in is balance.
