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

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 don't always run in the mornings, but I am definitely better if I run in the mornings.

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.

Kids think the world is about them, so if you forgot to put the right flavor yogurt in their lunch, and they have too much homework when they come home, they're like, "You know I hate peach!" There's a part of me that's like, "I'm so sorry. I could have shown my love more."

It's a war of attrition. If you have patience and a modicum of faith in yourself your chances are not too bad.

We make them [kids] earn the stuff they want. They're not going to play with their iPad today unless they do their chores.