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Get Fit with the 1-Song Run

Numbers stress me out. Similar to my aversion to tracking my size by the scale (I prefer a tester skirt), I track the minutes that I run by songs. You see, I have never been a runner. In fact I have always hated, yes, hated running. I felt like I couldn’t breathe as every second seemed to take a minute. It was painful. But oddly, not so much physically painful as it was emotionally painful.



New Year, New You CHALLENGE!... and a Daily100

This year, if you FINALLY want to drop those last 5 (or 50) pounds, you have to do things a little differently. I don’t mean making any drastic (ie: unsustainable) changes, but slight, daily, doable changes that, in time, translate to healthy fat-dropping, health-boosting habits. One of the ways I change up my day-daily, is [...]



Hotter, Better, More.... SEX, BODY & CONFIDENCE... with These Moves

by the super sexy seductress- Jenny Block First your pulse begins to quicken. Then sweat starts to trickle down your skin. Soon the rhythm takes over your body. Finally your mind drifts to another place. The adrenaline races through your body. Your body is overcome with a warm sensation that emanates from your center. A [...]



Forget the French... How the Brazilians Are SO Sexy!

Want to have the kind of body that a Brazilian bathing suit was designed to drape over? When traveling to Rio de Janiero, the city that, to many, pretty much defines the ideal image of “beauty,” it’s no shocker your average chick might for a moment wonder: “what trade tricks can I pick up…” And that was my mindset when I boarded the American Airlines non-stop flight from Dallas to Rio. Ok, so I didn’t just board, I did a pre-flight Quickie Workout while standing at the gate waiting to board (after all, I was about to endure a 10.5 hr flight and I wanted to get my metabolism pumping), plus butt squeezes and knee lifts mid-flight to keep the circulation going and minimize my chances of a blood clot… ok, so it was also a last ditch to tighten my backside in preparation for that feared/loved Brazilian bikini.