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When people talk about fitness, the image that usually comes to mind is a crowded gym, heavy machines, and strict […]

There is something I’ve understood about myself over the years, something that didn’t arrive all at once but unfolded slowly

There are days when I wake up already tired. Not physically — but mentally. The kind of tired that comes

There was a time when I thought having strong abs meant surviving endless crunches on a yoga mat, staring at

I still remember the first morning I decided I wasn’t going back to the gym. It wasn’t dramatic. No big

I still remember the first morning I decided I wasn’t going back to the gym. It wasn’t dramatic. No big

Not in a dramatic way. Not in a heroine-walking-into-the-fog way. Just… softened. Blurred at the edges. Hidden under thick coats,

I have a confession to make, and maybe if you’re reading this with a warm mug in your hand and

There was a time when I believed that a “real” workout only counted if it happened inside a gym. If

There was a time when I thought losing weight meant shrinking myself as quickly as possible. I downloaded strict meal

There was a time in my life when I thought being “busy” was a personality trait. I wore my exhaustion

If I’m being completely honest, I didn’t start working out because I loved myself. I started because I was uncomfortable

I’ll never forget the first time I truly felt frustrated with my fitness journey. I had tried everything from trendy

There was a moment last year when I caught my reflection in the elevator mirror after a long workday and

There’s something about Valentine’s Day that always makes me reflect on love in all its forms. Not just the romantic

There was a time when I believed fitness had to hurt to count. If I didn’t leave the gym shaking,

There was a time when the idea of working out at home felt like a “plan B” to me. Something

So, you’re thinking about the Philippines. I can already picture it: you, me, all of us daydreaming about that impossible

Bali was never supposed to become more than a two-week escape. At least that’s what I told myself when I

There are places in the world that feel like postcards. And then there is Hawaii — which feels like stepping