So thrilled that Grit & Grace, my project with musical legend Tim McGraw, debuted at the number two slot on the New York Times Best seller list. This book was so much fun to work on, brought together such a superb team of genuinely awesome folks (with Tim at the heart of it) and contains some seriously legit fitness advice that will help anyone from current couch potato to already active build and maintain a lifelong practice of functional fitness, long lasting mobility and strength. Check it out and let me know what you think!
It’s here! My new book collaboration with doctor, healer, and Good Medicine guru Dr. Frank Lipman, published by Houghton Mifflin, is out now. A field guide to staying well in an increasingly unwell world, How to Be Well is an unconventional health book that offers a choose-your-own adventure style journey through our six-ring “Good Medicine Mandala.”
Frank and I felt it was time to shake up the way that health books are done—21-day programs and endless recipes can be great for some, but overwhelming for others. Instead we created a comprehensive manual / survival guide to the many diverse habits that we know help us to be well, and let the reader pick how they want to try them—a clean sweep, or one at a time. We also went wild with groovy illustrations, because who said health advice has to be black and white or boring? This is a book to keep out on your coffee table and get dog-eared from use! See more about the book here.
My new piece for W magazine has been a long time in the making. It’s a personal essay about getting bigger, stronger, and finally learning to like the body I live in. I started writing it three years ago, at the peak of my Functional Fitness-following, deadlift-hefting days. But then I got busy, and then I got pregnant. The strong body I’d built proved itself winningly, carrying me and my child comfortably through forty-two weeks of in utero life. But the article, like many other things, got sidelined.
W magazine asked me to revisit it recently for their “Strong Woman” March 2017 issue. Internally I laughed, because three years after bearing my baby, my fitness is a long way from where it was. Yet I also cheered. It was perfect timing: I was eager — desperate? — to rediscover that ease of inhabiting my vehicle, and the fire that had ignited my private sense of pride.
I can’t pretend the fire is roaring, yet. Having a pre-schooler plus work and marriage demands mean I have to take my triumphant return to physical domination at extreme baby steps. But to quote my trainer, “Slow your roll, sister.” When it comes to waking up a de-conditioned body, baby steps actually might be the wise way to go.