It’s been 28 years since I earned my first of four personal training certifications in 1995. As I proudly displayed the American Council of Exercise (ACE) certificate on my wall, I thought I had all I needed to help people get fit…

It would be great to find an effortless, fun, easy and irreversible way to [insert your biggest wish here]. Like finding that perfect shade of lipstick, a dress that makes you look like a princess, or a chocolate dessert with fewer calories than celery. We can dream, right?

It strikes without warning. One day you’re strolling along, thinking you’re finally getting the hang of this thing called ‘life,’ when – BAM! – it hits you as you try to zip up your pants. It’s a reminder that you are not yet done…

Here’s the thing about fitness information: It changes constantly. New research, trends and fads steer us in directions we believe will be The Answer to whatever fitness problem ails us. One day we’re squeezing the life out…

I survived Flashdance fashion and Jane Fonda high-rise leotards, and endured a stress fracture from many months of high-impact cardio on unforgiving, cement gym floors. In short, I’ve been an eyewitness to trends, cults, and rises and falls of everything fitness…

It starts simply enough: You graciously help a friend move, go on a ‘short’ hike that becomes an all-day event, or simply wake up and – surprise! – something new hurts…

Core and abs are two words that get thrown around more than reality show drama. They are, in fact, different. Here are three things to know: Exercising one does not necessarily engage the other. Nothing “automatically” strengthens your core…

Many moons ago, long before the existence of the Internet, no one thought much about cardio. We were too busy fetching water down by the stream, hunting down our next meal, and worrying about whether the pony express…

Let’s do a quick word association game: What comes to mind when you think of weight lifting? If you’re like most people, one or more of the following popped into your head: Big beefy muscles; Lots of grunting, sweating, and strutting…

I admit, I love people-watching. Not peeking around corners, creepy-stalking but waiting in line or hanging out and watching my fellow humans being themselves. In addition to the airport and Starbucks, observing people at the gym…