Stories about faith, fitness, and the healing of broken hearts, minds, and bodies 

Her hard snub made me wish I’d stayed in the bathroom stall. She was a world-renowned athlete and a main speaker at our fitness...

I hesitated to write this story because I know a family who recently lost their 10-year-old to cancer. I hate it for them. I hate it for...

He was an older dad, a 70-year-old gentleman, who served as the head of his department at the state university. He drove a Beemer and...

Preacher will do anything for a treat. At least, I thought he would. Preach is a wild man at heart. He would take full advantage of our countryside if he were released on his own. But I want him to stay nearby, so I use treats as an incentive while training him to take walks. Preach usually trots alongside Itty-Bitty, staying attentive to my high-pitched cue “treat.” But one day, he sniffed his own path and wandered out of sight from Itty. When the two met back up, Preach for

She came to work out. Instead, she spent the hour telling me about what her daughter was going through at school. I know how to guide a person into their routine, but there are times when people just need to vent. Some call it therapy, and it’s as much of a release for them as exercising. I empathized as she stood before me, hands flailing, tears surfacing. She reminded me of the many parents I’ve talked to over the years who desperately want to save their children from bully

In the middle of my to-do list, I dumped 30 ounces of water, dousing the shirt I planned to wear the rest of the day. It was a minor...

When my husband, Charlie, and I began growing our fitness and nutrition business, our mentors taught us the ten-to-one formula, meaning,...

Pre-season training for college basketball was one of my toughest challenges ever. My team and I had spent months running and lifting,...

She pushed with power, sprung off the floor, and landed with control. I wanted to do the same insanely cool exercises. And I knew I...

I pursed my lips when I heard clink-clinking in the dryer. "Did you leave a jump drive in your pocket again?” I snapped at my husband,...