fitness · motivation

Who Are You Working Out For?

Coordinating the blog means that a lot of the social media content that comes my way is women’s fitness-related. I get inspirational posts about fitness and how-tos, race videos and analysis, and discussions and commentary on women’s fitness and fitness motivation. However, you look at it, it’s a lot.

This weekend I was struck by two posts, and I want to know what you think about them.

Here’s the first:

You can read the whole thing here, focusing on women athletes “inspiring little girls” is sexist.

If you’re new to women’s sports, you may be noticing how concerned the coverage and marketing of these leagues are with the next generation of players, the “little girls” who are watching and being inspired by their favorite athletes. When these leagues were first selling out arenas, I could maybe understand (and forgive) this focus. But as we are several years into the proof that women’s sports can sell out arena, this narrative is beginning to feel shallow and deeply sexist.

The tension between how women’s sports are being covered and how they perhaps should be covered bubbled over in last night’s post-game press conference following the Boston Fleet/Montréal Victoire matchup at TD Garden. The game had been played in front of a sold out crowd, a huge milestone for the Fleet and definitely a huge moment for the players. The game was also a matchup between the two best teams in the PWHL, with perhaps the two best goalies in the world.

The first three questions for Fleet players Megan Keller and Aerin Frankel were variations on the same question:

“Also kind of redundant, but what do you think young players can learn from the game tonight and the entire PWHL as a whole?”

“What does playing in a venue like TD Garden say about the growth of the PWHL?”

“A little redundant, but just being here and seeing the young girls with the signs, the older women who never thought they would get to see women’s sports celebrated like this—how much does a night like tonight remind you that what you’re doing is bigger than just hockey?”

At first, I thought they were exaggerating. Anyway, go read the whole post. It’s more complicated than you might think from the first slide.

We often do things for multiple motives, and surely it’s not so bad if one of those motives is to help others. I’m proud of my academic achievements and the things I’ve done in my career, but I’m also happy when young women undergraduates say they find my career inspiring. But I don’t do them to be a good role model–that’s just a side-effect of what I do. And at first, that’s how I felt about women athletes inspiring young girls to stick with sports. It’s not why they do it, but it’s a good thing that young girls are inspired.

And then I saw this post,

https://www.instagram.com/reels/DW9AsbCjoBC

A person exercising on a yoga mat at home, surrounded by a motivational message about fitness and family.

And I began to think that women’s fitness and sports and motivation is more complicated.  In the case of serious women athletes,  there’s the young girls and inspiring the next generation narrative.  In the case of everyday exercisers and regular women who work out,  there’s the narrative about working out because it’s better for our families if we’re fit.

I thought, well, actually, what if I am exercising for me, so I can do the things I love. Is that so selfish? Is it so wrong to care about my future for me?

I’ve never thought that I should work out so my kids can look after themselves and not worry about taking care of me.

I exercise for me — so I can do the things I love, feel strong, feel capable, feel alive in my body. Not to be a good role model. Not to inspire the next generation. And definitely not so I won’t be a burden.

That last one deserves a closer look, because it comes up constantly in women’s fitness motivation, and it bothers me more than the little-girls framing does. At least “inspire the next generation” is positive and other-directed in a way that’s generous. “Stay fit so you don’t burden your family” quietly tells women our  own well-being doesn’t count on its own terms. You’re allowed to care about your health — but only instrumentally, only in service of others, only so you don’t inconvenience anyone. It smuggles in a moral hierarchy where women’s needs are legitimate only when they’re actually someone else’s needs in disguise.

And as I’ve written before, it’s also bad reasoning. See What does 74 look like? And how much choice do we have really? and FFS, I don’t deserve my health.

Whether you’ll need significant care in old age is far more about genetic luck than about lifestyle. The people I’ve known who needed the most help did nothing wrong. They ate well, they moved their bodies, they slept, they lived. Illness and decline don’t arrive as punishment for neglect. Pretending otherwise doesn’t motivate better health habits. There’s no need to add shame to an already hard situation.

So here’s what I want to say plainly: it is okay to work out for yourself. To want to be strong because strength feels good. To want to keep cycling because you love cycling. To care about your future self not because she’ll be easier for others to care for, but because she’s you, and you matter.

Women are allowed to have self-directed reasons for the things we do — in sports, in fitness, in life. That’s not selfishness. That’s just being a full person.

What do you think?

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Sam Solves (Sort of) Her Mobility Workout Problem

Boy, have I struggled with establishing a morning mobility routine. I wrote about that struggle here

I think I’ve decided that 10 minutes is exactly the wrong amount of time for me.

Instead, what’s worked is breaking it up into five two-minute chunks. Two minutes is waiting for the toast to pop or for the coffee to brew. I can do two minutes while brushing teeth, or in our house, waiting for the bathroom. I can do two minutes waiting for a Teams meeting to begin. Turns out I have lots of free two-minute chunks but very few ten-minute ones.

The other thing that’s worked is habit stacking. I’ve been adding some of these stretches and mobility moves to my stretching and cool-down after personal training. I’m already on the floor, so it’s easier to add in some other moves.

I still want to be the sort of person who has ten minutes in the morning to dedicate to a mobility routine but instead I’m the sort of person, it turns out, if I have 10 minutes to spare, I’ll empty the dishwasher or climb back under the covers.

When I searched for my old post, here’s the page of videos that show up in the search results. They all look like a great idea. Maybe I need to do it for a week and see if I feel better and then do it because it feels better?

Any of you manage a morning mobility routine?

YouTube video thumbnails for various 10-minute mobility routines, showcasing different exercises and routines aimed at improving flexibility and overall mobility.
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Comparison Is the Thief of Everyone’s Joy

A few weeks ago, I shared my excitement about a longer run I’d done with a close friend, a runner and occasional running companion. Some context: as those of you who read my posts know, I’ve set myself the challenge of doing a 21k run once a month this year. This is a stretch, given I never ran that distance once last year and had foot surgery. It’s a challenge I think can complete. And each time I’ve set out so far this year, I’ve felt a frisson of fear. So, when I finish, I’m relieved, with a side dish of woohoo. When I shared, my friend said, with real frustration: “Every time I think I’ve done a good workout, I hear what you’ve done, and I feel like a loser.”

Crap. My first instinct was guilt. Am I a jerk? Why did I even need to say it? Did I offer the news in a showoff tone? Was my timing bad? Out for dinner on a Friday night. I am still thinking through how I might have said things better or whether I should have held off. I’m still examining my own motivations for sharing. Why do I even need to? (Even as I’m sharing my accomplishment here, too).

Sure, I know that the comparison isn’t mine to manage. Still, I don’t want to make my friend feel bad. Nor do I want to have the wind sucked out of my sails. The math her brain ran wasn’t her workout versus her goals. It was her workout versus mine. And she felt like she’d lost. And then I lost, too. Because comparison is a rigged game. Nobody wins.

This is happening all the time. Someone gets a promotion and we audit our own career, instead of truly celebrating their achievement. Someone posts a beautiful photo of themselves, and we scrutinize ourselves in the mirror, alert to everywhere the crow has stepped. The scoreboard is running 24/7 in the background, and we are behind.

I have those game announcer voices, telling me someone else has more. More success. More money. More love. More beauty. More … you name it. All of which can spiral me down the I’m not enough drain.  So much noise.

When is anything enough?

I know. You know. We know. Enough is enough when we decide that it is so. We live in a maelstrom of enablers (hello social media), which inundate us with opportunities to compare and despair. The real accounting has to happen inside our own selves, or it will eat at us in perpetuity.

Our work is to find that tiny pause between the comparison and the collapse. My longtime mindfulness practice serves me here. When I give the voices space to rant and offer them gentle support. Plus, the slow accumulation of wisdom that comes from long years of repeatedly recognizing the fruitlessness of comparison.

There’s no finite supply of fitness, or success, or beauty, or achievement being divided up among us. My enough does not necessitate someone else’s not enough. Even if the voices inside our heads want us to believe that this life is a zero-sum game.

Oh, and also, when I told my youngest brother that I’d run my April 21k, he told me that he’d done seventeen (yes, 17) 21k runs already this year. Did I feel frustrated? Maybe the teeny, tiniest bit. Mostly, I thought, wow. He’s on a streak. Also, youngster!

On May 1st, I did my 21k for the month. I woke up with that pre-run anxiety. I arrived home on my doorstep with a thrill. A reminder of the joy that lives inside my body.

fitness · yoga

Sam is finding what feels good in May. Want to join in?

A listing of new releases for May 2026 from YWA and FWFG, featuring various wellness classes and videos with specific dates.

During the pandemic, I enoyed daily Yoga with Adriene, but it’s been a challenge ever since. That’s more about knee surgery and knee physio than anything else, for me.

But I feel like I’m moving past–finally!–the focus on knees. I’m doing new things, like skating. I’m taking some fun classes, like anti-gravity restorative fitness at Movati, and I’m going on long walks. I am so very very happy about all of that!

I’m also thinking it’s time to revisit Adriene. I miss her! I’m not going to be able to manage every day, but I thought I might try her new content each month.

Here’s the first new one:

health · mindfulness

Meaningful May? Sounds Great!

I’m a few days late for the new Action for Happiness monthly calendar but I really love the idea of Meaningful May.

I’m not one of those people who insists that every single moment must be saturated with meaning but I am one of those people who thinks that any given ordinary moment could be meaningful – and I firmly believe that meaning is worth seeking/creating.

So, obviously, I’m a fan of the tiny daily ideas that this month’s Action for Happiness calendar provides for seeking meaning in the ordinary.

I like all of the suggestions but I find the idea of making ‘a list of the things that matter to me and why’ especially appealing.

Which Meaningful May tip appeals to you the most?

a calendar of tips about finding meaning in the ordinary for May 2026
A daily calendar for May 2026 from Action for Happiness. The individual blocks are pink, red, light blue, or darker blue and there is a tip for seeking meaning typed into each one. The edge of the calendar is decorated with simple cartoon images of things like a cup of tea, a paper airplane, a person on a bike, or a few planets. At the bottom of the calendar the words ‘Happier. Kinder. Together’ appear in green.

PS – If you want to hear a bit more about Meaningful May, check out the Action for Happiness video below “How to find meaning in the past, present and future. Meaningful May with Vanessa King.

A video from Action for Happiness featuring Vanessa King, a white woman with shoulder length hair and a bright expression on her face looking directly at the camera with a few plants and an old black and white photo of a couple on their wedding day. on the right ide of the image is text reading “Finding Meaning: 3 top tips with Vanessa King.”

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Sam’s Sunday Triathlon: Splash, Stretch, and Stroll

Workout 1: Aqua Bootcamp at Movati (plus 15 minutes of lane swimming before the class began), 10 am

Workout 2: Anti-gravity Restorative Yoga at Movati with Sarah, 1 pm

Workout 3: Dog hike in Starkey Hill Conservation Area with Susan and Cheddar, 3 km. You can read about the trail here, 3 pm

I’m still taking part in the counting workouts group on Facebook, 226 in 2026 this year, and these were workouts 165-167.

After all the movement we enjoyed a fun family evening with Susan and my mother and all the adult kids. We ate General Tso tofu and broccoli,  followed by chocolate birthday cake.  Happy birthday Susan!

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May the fourth be with you: Happy Star Wars Day!

In honour of the occasion, check out Christine’s post on Star Wars Days Workouts!

I always know when the date is approaching because that post inevitably ends up at the very top of our list for views. It’s a popular one. Enjoy!

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Summer is Sam’s No Shopping Season, Starting Early This Year

No shopping season is starting early this year. As I started unpacking my summer clothes (also perhaps early, I know, there’s a frost warning this weekend), I was struck by how many of them were bought during the pandemic. Memories of nap dresses, headbands, and lots of athleisure wear.

I tend to shop when stressed, but these days my overstuffed house is also a big source of stress. So I’m back to trying to stick to another summer of no shopping. I’m determined not to add to the “too much stuff.”

So my summer of no shopping is May,  June and July.

I also recently decided to just get rid of things I wasn’t wearing anymore,  some formal suits and dresses, but also shoes with heels I’ve never returned to after knee surgery.

Why does a fitness blog talk about shopping? I’ve wondered about that too. Mostly I think it comes down to mental health and well-being.

See past posts on this topic:

🛍️Sam checks in after four months without shopping

🛍️Join My No-Spend February Challenge

🛍️A year without buying clothes, shoes, purses, jewelry…

🛍️Sam is back on the buy-no-more-clothes wagon

🛍️Things Sam didn’t buy this week, the fitness edition

Interested in joining me? Here’s Gretchen Rubin with advice on how to manage a no spend month.

fitness · season transitions · spring

Gearing up for spring and summer garden tourism– a sensory feast

It’s May in New England, which means: flower power time! In particular, the tulips are out and showing off all over town. Everything is blooming these days, and I am reveling in the colors, shapes and textures of spring.

For whatever reason, this spring I’ve been in search of novelty– I’ve been craving new experiences and sensory experiences. One way I’ve satisfied this desire has been to seek out more music and dance– I’ve gone to two modern dance performances and heard four classical music ensembles live.

I’ve also brightened up my home by buying flowers through the winter– mostly Trader Joe’s tulips (20 stems for $12.99– you can’t beat that deal). Now I have a spring flower share, which I’m loving.

But now that spring is really really here and the weather, while often rainy, is warmer, nature is beckoning. I just renewed my membership to Garden in the Woods, and am planning a visit there with friend as soon as my final exams are over.

I’m also planning a trip to the Coastal Maine Botanical Gardens, a humongous place with a great variety of gardens and natural areas to explore. It’s in Boothbay, Maine, a place I’ve never been, which is also a plus in the travel novelty category.

Now that I think about, my need for color and shape and texture outside the four walls of my home is not particularly novel. I wrote about my search for May flowers a couple of years ago. You can read it below.

This just goes to show that everything new is also old again. Which is kind of good news, I think.

Happy spring Sunday!

Sat with Nat

Nat enjoys the gifts of a long goodbye

Social connection is an important factor in wellbeing. And if the past week is any indication, I will be well for a very long time.

Three months ago I gave my notice of retirement to my boss. Halfway through my mini-speech he joked “no, you can’t leave. We are supposed to win at capitalism together!”

And that joke set the tone of the next three months. Once we had settled on a plan we let my team know my retirement date and put a call out for my replacement.

Then something unexpected happened. My in office days became much more social. People I knew but didn’t see much in my current role started dropping by my desk or talking to me in the cafeteria.

It was a gentle touch on my arm, a smile or a hug. Sometimes it was a teasing or a confession of jealousy. All of it gifts of connection that just kept coming.

Part of me worried that this long goodbye was self indulgent. I know plenty of people who pull an “Irish Goodbye”. It’s when you just walk out of work and no one knows you have retired.

I’m here to tell you to not do that. If, like me, you have the privilege of choosing when you leave your paid work, choose a long goodbye.

Your colleagues need time to hear the news, come see you and bring you stories.

I worked in production when I joined Canada Life (then London Life). Two years in I became a leader. I’ve led 8 teams over 9 years. That’s a lot of people!

And so many of them reached out.

“Thank you for treating me like a human being.”

I’m crying just writing that. It seems like such a low bar to meet. To just relate to each other as people who matter. And we do matter.

I was told so many stories about how I helped someone through tough times by caring and being flexible.

There is definitely one person who is alive today because I took their mental health concerns seriously. Talk about making a difference.

I was delighted how many people told me they read this blog about fitness. Some folks follow me on Instagram or have added me on Facebook to see my morning cycling commute videos.

“Will you keep posting about cycling?”

Turns out those quick, off-the-cuff videos encourage lots of folks to be more active. What a gift to know I help them.

So many parties

This past week I went out 4 nights with different groups of friends to say goodbye. It was marvelous. So many good laughs and hugs.

Princess planned her own party

Since I’m technically just quitting my job there was no formal retirement company gift or funds for a party. So I decided I’d just put the word out that people could say goodbye Thursday morning 10 – 11:30 in a common use space near the cafeteria.

I invited a couple hundred people expecting maybe 30 to show up.

In the weeks running up to the day declines and quick messages trickled in.

“I’m still sick.”

“My dad’s in hospital.”

“I’m out of town.”

I had a creeping concern I’d be sitting by myself in a tiara feeling stupid. That fear is why many people choose not to have a reception.

Uh. My fears were unfounded. My colleague baked THREE CAKES. As she was unboxing them people started arriving, then forming a queue. The line-up went out the door, around the corner and down the hall.

My buddy dressed in her inflatable dinosaur costume. It was a carnival atmosphere.

A crowd in a hallway. In the distance you can see a dinosaur. Thank you Marc for the photo!

The line was full of laughter and folks being delighted to see other friends and connecting.

The line was so long some people had to leave for meetings and sent quick notes after.

Sharing is caring

Sharing fitness adventures at work, posting fitness stuff on LinkedIn where everyone is focused on business is so important. Our activities can give us a common base to build on. It helps us see each other as full people, not just interchangeable production units.

Long post, long goodbyes

I’m writing this Saturday morning while eating more cake with my coffee.

I’m looking at the mountain of thoughtful gifts and funny cards. People took time to know me and the gifts reflect the crafty, active plant lady I am. How marvelous.

A giant “love fern” is surrounded with cards and gifts.

Don’t forget the swearing

I’m known for cussing a blue streak in meetings. People find it hilarious. So when my team gave me a goodbye card I was delighted it read “Thanks for leaving us behind, asshole.” I couldn’t stop laughing.

They 3D printed a gift card holder “Fucking quitter. Oops we mean HAPPY RETIREMENT”

I’m still laughing. Perfect!

So. Yes. Long story longer. The long goodbye makes room for connection and closure. 10/10 I will long goodbye again.