I work out with a fairly big group of people, and the vast majority of the women have such an unreal wardrobe of workout apparel that it’s giving me quite the complex. Half of these girls look like fitness models, rocking out in cute, bright colored tops and pants. I, on the other hand, am not so blessed… Case in point: On Tuesday I show up at track wearing my Seafair pirate finisher’s shirt (arrrrrrghhh!) and a sad pair of shorts that make my stump legs look even shorter than usual. I also have some decidedly unattractive bags under my eyes and a sloppy ponytail. When doing my...

March has been a busy week for me and Jas, so getting all our workouts in has been a bit tough. In the span of a week, we were in Leavenworth, Portland, and Denver. When I got home from the latest trip, I knew I had to kick things into high gear to get back on track with my workouts and to pick up where Operation De-Chunkify left off. Teresa must have felt the same way, because she scheduled me almost 14 hours’ worth of workouts. *shakes fist* The week’s not even over yet, and my quads feel like a shredded beef burrito with less delicioso and more pain-o (yes, I minored in Spanish). On...