I’ll Never Get My Body Back and I’ve Never Felt Better

Yesterday I went for a run in ninety-degree heat. Pushing a stroller. As a mother. Sweating like an animal, red in the face, absolutely feral about it. And somewhere around the halfway point I had a thought I want to be honest about, because I think it’s the most confident thought I’ve had in years: I am so cool. Not … Read More

Perfect Form is a Cage

I want you to notice something the next time you go to pick up something heavy — a laundry basket, a toddler, a bag of groceries pulling your arm out of the socket. You hesitate. Just a little. Some voice in the back of your head goes am I doing this right? Is this how you’re supposed to lift? Am … Read More

The Last Dance: on movement during the final chapter

They’re coming out of the woodwork now. Word travels, I guess. That there’s a woman down the hall who gives you her time. Who takes you seriously. Who actually knows what she’s doing with a body. And so, one by one, they’ve started coming to find me — and every week there’s a new one sitting across from me in … Read More

3 Stupid Simple Ways to Keep Your House Under Control

I want to tell you about three things that keep my house from falling into total chaos, and I need you to know up front that I ignored all three for years because they seemed too obvious, too small, or frankly kind of dumb. They are not dumb. They are the whole game. I was the dumb one. Here they … Read More

First Weekend, Fresh Start: The Money Ritual That Keeps My Whole Life on Track

There’s a version of personal finance that’s all stress and avoidance, where you don’t look at your accounts because you’re a little scared of what you’ll find. I lived there for a while. It’s exhausting. Then I did something almost embarrassingly simple: I picked one weekend a month and made it the weekend. The first weekend, every month, no matter … Read More

What a Baby and a 90-Year-Old Taught Me About Movement

Here is my life right now: In the morning, I might be on the floor with my 15-month-old daughter, watching her drop into a flawless squat to pick up a Cheerio- heels down, spine long, hips loaded, a position half my grown clients pay me to help them get back. And later that same day, I’m standing in a room … Read More

I Will Not Be a Mom on the Sidelines

I want to start with a confession, because I think it’ll save some of you a lot of self-loathing. I know nearly everything there is to know about fitness. Not as a hobby — as a profession. I have spent my adult life inside the art and the science of how bodies move. I currently run a fitness department. I … Read More

Getting Your Pink Back- and other dumb shit sold to mothers

She looked at me and said, “They say it takes two years to get your pink back.” What? I had spent 35 years building a life rooted in ambition, purpose, and adventure. A thriving career I built myself, brick by brick, from scratch. A tidy, organized, systemized home. And this comment — surely meant to be encouraging — was somehow … Read More