Fit Kit

If you think you can unearth your six-pack in four weeks, you're either delusional or smoking something illegal.

If the Tough Mudder/Spartan Race/American Ninja Warrior craze has taught us anything, it's that you don't need fancy metal machinery or a gym membership to get your swole on.

Gyms are great, assuming you like crowded, germ-infested, smelly rooms that cost money to enter.

In a world of endlessly ridiculous exercise accessories, it's easy to get confused about what's really worth your time.

Don't you wish there were an "easy button" for shaping the body of your dreams?

With their sleek aesthetics, club-inspired music, and cult-like followings, cycling studios have been on top of the trendy boutique fitness totem pole for the better part of the last decade, led by grapefruit-smelling, feel-good-mantra-spouting SoulCycle (which people seem to either love or hate).

Fueling the excuse-mobile isn't usually my preferred M.O.

Strength training has its obvious benefits -- just look at Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson.

How can you tell if someone is into CrossFit?

Between holding down a full-time job, squeezing in a workout, and scheduling happy hours into every leftover opening in your day -- being a semi-functional adult is exhausting.

My mom still complains about "my daughter, the night owl" -- that devil of a middle child who kept her up at all hours because she would NOT go to sleep.

If you have access to a set of stairs -- at home, at your office, at a local park, wherever -- then guess what?