In Pink Pursuit: A Day on the Slopes with Komen Aspen’s Ski for the Cure

The last race/competition/knock-myself-out-for-a- cause was a Team-In-Training marathon I ran about 8 years ago.  I raised $3000 for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society and ran the Mardi Gras Marathon in pre-Katrina New Orleans – the course was below sea level, totally flat, full of free strands of beads and beer-filled aid stations; all-in-all, my kind…

The Real Spin on Pole Dancing

Snowmass Village, CO – Snicker. Smirk.  Raised eyebrows; I can virtually see the raised eyebrows on the profile pics of about 13 of my close, personal 399 Facebook friends. I’d taken to the cyber streets to drum up some input for an article about the Pole Dancing fitness craze.  Base Camp Grill was hosting a…

Behavioral Issues

I’ve started going to the climbing gym in the morning. During my freshman year in college, I judged a class’ merit by its starting time. I majored in whatever subject started at noon. Similarly, I’ve arranged my workday to start a little later, in time with my body clock. This also allows me some stolen…

No Coffee on Tuesdays

All I want is sleep.  I parked the endlessly rolling tires on Wednesday and it’s taken some adjustment to realize my bed isn’t temporary and that the earth isn’t humming underneath.  I wake up around 5:30, thinking of my new resolution to get up each day at 7:30, then snuggle in a little deeper, saying…

El Colibri

The heat in Nicaragua was a presence, an overbearing guest who laughed too loud, came on too strong and interrupted each and every private conversation. It was so hot that it was impossible not to personify the thick, humid night. I was sporting a new knee brace courtesy of an oddly painful knee twist on…