Where's the Beach?

Let me first start by admitting that I have elevator rage syndrome. If my office was not on the 10th floor, I would not use the elevator. In fact, I’ve even taken all 10 flights to avoid the elevator or gotten off somewhere around five and walked the rest of the way. I absolutely hate having to start on the ground level, stop on the 2nd for those who come in from a parking deck, then hit every other floor between 2 and 10 because someone refuses to take one or two measly flights of stairs. Now, I completely understand that some people have physical handicaps that prevent them from taking stairs. They are excused. But I would venture to say that most of the people refusing to walk the stairs are perfectly capable and taking a flight or two would do them some good. Seriously…are we such a lazy society that we would rather wait 5 minutes for an elevator than just take the stairs? Apparently the answer is yes. So, here’s a thought provoking quote that sums it all up: “A man's heal

My main focuses are exercising and eating right (oh, and vacationing at the beach of course). I am a vegetarian, but I do not try to push my beliefs off on others. I do try to educate, however. I firmly believe that if I can be healthy without eating meat, then that is the path I will choose. For me being healthy also means exercising. I took ballet for over 20 years. As I got older, it became more difficult to find classes that were advanced enough but not also filled with teenagers competing against one another, or classes that fit into a full-time professional work schedule. Hence, I found myself walking the lonely treadmill at the gym. I was never a runner and still do not consider myself one. I have asthma and running was always difficult. However, walking on the treadmill was so incredibly boring and time-consuming that I started to add in brief sprints just to break up the monotony. Before I knew it, I was running up to three miles without stopping. I now