Embarrassing Injuries

I'm the queen of embarrassing injuries. Four of them hit me in a row last year, defying the bad luck comes in threes superstition. Calf tears, hamstring pulls, and several ankle sprains as a tennis player should have taught me what to do when injured. Yep, but I can be the queen of major mistakes too.... Continue Reading →

Five Years Cancer Free!

Whew! Talk about a breast cancer marathon. From the shocking diagnosis to my double boobectomies, the implants of my bionic boobs and subsequent challenges of taking estrogen-suppressing and depressing pills, I've finally crossed the five-year finish line. Hang on while I catch my breath. I couldn't have done it without you, my readers, my family,... Continue Reading →

What Not to Say to a Cancer Survivor

I'm almost five years cancer-free and have survived all kinds of off-hand comments. Everyone wants to say the right thing to a cancer survivor, but sometimes not saying anything would have been better. Some were well-intentioned while others seemed like heat-seeking missiles. When that would happen, I would go to a very dark place. A... Continue Reading →

A Gym Where Nobody Knows My Name

Chances are, you've been a member of a gym or fitness club sometime in your life. You probably made some friends and they helped motivate you to work out. What do you do when you burn out even though everyone knows your name? My gym experience started in an auspicious way. I snuck into Vic Tanny... Continue Reading →

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