I just can't seem to make myself care about what I look like when I am working out.

In my family, Mom can lead the sports activities, no problem! Except football - that, my husband does.

I count myself lucky to be fairly anonymous but occasionally have people tell me nice things.

Everyone [of my kids] can ride a bike now, so the park has had a big resurgence in our life. We also play a lot of dumb drawing games.

I'm so not stylish by nature, but I've learned to work with what I have.

I consider a day without running a crappy day. When I don't get to run, I am a grump, but some days my schedule just doesn't allow me to.

I have three kids. I should know how to take care of them.