As the Crow Flies

You know it’s windy when… beachgoers pitch tents on the sand instead of towels. …and while that campground’s yet to be discovered, right from the word ‘go’ I know I’m in for a wind whipped bike ride along Santa Barbara’s beach boardwalk. My first clue was the drive over, buffeted on the high plains of…

Follow Your Forrest Gump Feather

Biking & Birding in Santa Barbara Remember that opening scene in Forrest Gump? Where the camera leads us through the opening credits with a white feather buffeted by the breeze? For this post imagine that feather guiding us along a Santa Barbara bike trail, and leading us all the way from Santa Barbara, to a…

1000 Words

You ready 4 a run? And I do mean 4 a run. That digit’s no funky space-saver. Stretch out those hammies and crack out those creaks, because it’s time to lace up for a looping 4 mile lope through the Santa Barbara foothills, and as the blog title suggests, we’ll be snapping a few pictures…

Always

  Through nights without moon and behind skies quilted in clouds— My shadow runs in the sun. ©Karen Robiscoe   BIO: Based in Santa Barbara, CA, Karen Robiscoe is a certified Corrective Exercise Specialist and personal trainer through NASM. DBA Kardio with Karen, she is additionally certified as a Group X instructor and Spin teacher…

Armchair Warrior

the grave won’t find me –ever bind me pristine to its shroud… I’ll go all bruised –and scarred, I choose to live my life out loud. My legs off-road my hands just holds for fishing poles or Frisbees my arms reach high to catch that fly but chances are it missed me. Diana’s eye is…

Cross Fit Buns

Even as I write this, it’s still far too nice to day for indoor activity, so it was with great and misplaced reluctance that I journeyed to the third stop on my Gym-a-palooza tour: Crossfit Gym. Situated in Santa Barbara’s one-of-a-kind Funk Zone, amid wineries, butcher shops, art studios & restaurants—with plenty of off-street parking…

Slim Gym

I’ve never been one for crowds…Not unless it involves something I’m completely into, and predictably, I missed/skipped/bypassed the myriad classes offered at the next stop on my Gymapalooza tour: the Goleta Valley Athletic Club. Mostly because I had other stuff to do, but also because I had to do other stuff. That isn’t to say…

Gym Dandy

Well what a weekend. As promo’ed, I descended on Spectrum gym like a lithe leprechaun in search of workout gold, and since this gym did business as Gold’s gym for so many moons—and I did so many moons of exercise there–it wasn’t surprising to find a few nuggets of Golden Gluts Goodness left for me…

January Jellies

The holidays are over all right, but it seems they’ve left something behind. An extra bun or 2 on my behind, and while I’m as big a fan as any of “junk in the trunk”, at a bird-boned 5’5, that junk just don’t fit. No recourse but to get fit, and to that end I’m…

the running game

The game is over, the pigskin tossed to the heap of spare sporting equipment for the season, the dip bowl washed and dried, but the day’s events aren’t summarized as neatly as that. For those Santa Barbarans who came out for the 9th Annual Santa Barbara Super Bowl Run, there is still the recap of…