Summer. It is that time of year that we naturally seem to get more fit as we enjoy the outdoors. Fresh vegetables, Maryland tomatoes, all of the farm-fresh goodness that our bodies thrive on and good old ...
Tag Archive: golf
Ron Swanson – Life’s Elixir
Golf, to me, is like an elixir of life. Sometimes it is sweet, sometimes it is bitter; but, I always am glad to have partaken of it. Why is it that even a bad round is not ...
Ooh-Waa-Taa-Sil…
I have been a member of Brick Bodies for almost two-and-a-half years now. In the first 28 months I pretty much had settled into a routine that I enjoyed and, for the most part, did three ...
But I Really Can’t Get to the Gym …
It’s been an interesting couple of weeks inasmuch as I have been unable to get to Brick Bodies very often because life has gotten in the way. At least three, sometimes four, and occasionally five times a week, I ...
Results and Realizations
When last I wrote, my daughter Gwaltney and her friend, Brittany, were attempting to enter the Couples Weight Loss competition. They were selected and are now a full week into the program. When you get a chance check in on how ...
The Results Are In and …
Using whatever I could remember about the scientific method, I approached January as a “control” month. My goals were simple: I get to the gym 3 to 4 times per week for one hour per workout because if I get home before ...
Weight Loss as a Contact Sport
Before I begin this blog post, let me take care of a personal matter. The son of friends of ours and fellow Brick Bodies member, Daniella and Chris Toomey, has just been diagnosed with Childhood Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma. If you have ...
“Piggybacking” Can Be Fun
An hour on the treadmill gives me time to think and observe. I see how the Personal Trainers are making their victims stretch and flex. When I see something I like, I try to incorporate it into my ...
The Commish gets back on course at Brick Bodies!
For the previous eighteen months my knees had been killing me and doing barnwork was becoming less and less fun and more of a chore as I resented walking up and down the stairs carrying bales of hay and sacks ...
