By Duncan Faber I wasted 41 years trying to get in shape. And I wasted it by going to the gym. My gym was state of the art. You wouldn’t believe the assortment of extremely expensive, high-tech machines they had there. This was the kind of equipment that the average person could never afford,
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My whole adolescent life, I wanted to be athletic. I was very active in sports but I wasn’t athletic per se. I had fantastic hand-eye coordination but I was always a little slower and a little less of an athlete than my friends. In the bumfuck town I grew up in, there were literally 270 people
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For the past 2+ years I have been working out at my apartment complex gym. It was well equipped with treadmills, a stairmaster, weights galore and was included in our astronomical rent. Basically, by the time the 1st came each month, I didn’t have money to go anywhere else. Luckily, the gym was pretty baller.
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I am officially completed with Jamie Eason’s Live Fit Program. By completed I don’t mean successfully finished, I mean I quit 3 weeks early. I’m sure had I followed the program exactly and completed it per Miss Eason’s gleeful recommendations, my body would have been bangin’. But I was happy enough with the results and SO over 1
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The ol’ lease is expiring on July 12th and after writing another hefty rent check, Husband face and I are ready to flee Baldwin Park. While we both adore this quaint little suburb that mimicks the Truman Show (we literally live off of Truman Road…uncanny), it was built in a not so Truman show-esque area, once
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As we are all well aware, Valentine’s Day is quite obviously the most wonderful treacherous time of the year. If Christmas didn’t break your bank, don’t worry! Valentine’s Day is sure to send you into the negative with several overdraft charges. Don’t get me wrong, I very much enjoy doing something sweet, cute, corny and
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It was quite the weekend. I woke up on Sunday morning at the taint of dawn by none other than Ripley Bolandi. Luckily, I didn’t oversleep for my first ever half-marathon. I’ve been training for this bad boy since August and it’s been quite the ordeal. Running in 100 degree heat, hallucinating, asking strangers for
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This has nothing to do with nighttime or a living lizard, I just wanted to use the title. This does include the details of a dead lizard…on my desk…at work…this wonderful Monday morning. Daylight savings time woke me up at 6:45a today along with the howling sounds of Ripley the satanic feline. Convincing myself that
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