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As I walked upstairs to my apartment just now, I overheard my downstairs neighbor having a conversation with his daughter, who’s probably seven or eight.

He was talking about how there’s always a trade-off between work and family, because as much as he wants to spend more time with her, he has to bring an income into the household.

It made my heart absolutely ache, because I remember having that same conversation with my father (and my mother) so many times.

I don’t think I quite understood, not as a kid anyway. My parents did a great job putting it into concrete terms, but actually grasping the way money and time and responsibility work didn’t start to sink in until I was probably eleven or twelve.

Right now I’m at an extraordinarily luxurious phase of life. I don’t work so much that I can’t have fun, and I’m responsible for exactly one person; me.

The only times I actually get worried about money is when I know I’ve been spending irresponsibly– alcohol is more expensive than I realized– but in reality, the levels of responsibility required of me are extraordinarily low.

Show up for work on time. Get enough sleep. Eat enough, and eat well. Drink water, and when drinking alcohol drink in moderation. Spend time with good friends, and don’t waste time on draining people. Do well in school.

Those are basically the only things I have to think about regularly.

Either I’m irresponsible or I’m lucky. Very, very lucky.

I suppose if I get into it, I could think of more things that I could be worried about on a daily basis, but if I do I usually end up curled in the fetal position cradling a book and my teddy bear to forget.

I’m not irresponsible. I just manage my low-spectrum levels of responsibility well, because responsibility is, like everything else, a spectrum.

My downstairs neighbor seems to be teaching this principal to his daughter in a sane and sensible fashion. Here’s hoping.


Fitness and Me

Okay, okay, I admit it– most of my life fitness is something I haven’t taken seriously.

Since I’ve been blessed with a fast metabolism, (don’t get mad at me,) staying thin has never been an issue. For many years I was enrolled in ballet, so that was all the activity I needed– and even after I quit ballet, I was still in school climbing a hill every day and during the summer I was running around climbing on stuff.

And then I moved out.

I’m not proud of it, but I didn’t engage in any intentional fitness-based activity, either recreational or because I felt like I should, for nearly two months straight.

There, I said it.

I spent nearly two months sitting on my butt except for walking around at work and to and from the bus stop.

It sounds sadder now that I’ve said it out loud.

And then my sister invited me to dance again.

More than anything, I appreciate her confidence that I would be able to obtain the physical prowess necessary to dance her (difficult) choreography, but it was a pretty serious eye-opener for me.

I don’t want to be un-fit.

Then I went for a hike, and in the photos I could tell how un-toned my legs looked, and I just felt sad inside.

So I decided to start running.

Anyway, the point of all this is that it doesn’t matter how long it’s been since you’ve been active. It’s never too late to take control of your fitness and create the body you want to have.

Of course you should be reasonable.

My current workout schedule looks like this (although I’m going to do some shuffling soon.)

  • Monday — Cardio
  • Tuesday — Upper Body
  • Wednesday — Legs and Butt
  • Thursday — Dance or Yoga
  • Friday — Yoga
  • Saturday — Fun Fitness!
  • Sunday — Rest (at last, right?)

It may seem a little intense (I certainly thought so when I crafted it,) but then I realized that each day only requires like half an hour of movement. I tend to like picking two or three different moves. I do one til my muscles are burning, then move to another til my muscles are burning, and then move back to the first. I repeat until I absolutely cannot move anymore, and so far it’s working out all right.

Admittedly, I chose to get fit because I wanted to look good, but I also feel much more emotionally balanced when my body is tired. Endorphins are awesome.

Of course, it doesn’t hurt that my sister is a personal trainer. She’s given me a lot of great advice for making the jump into a fit lifestyle. (You can check her blog out at

So dear reader, what’s your fitness story?

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