Every January I feel that this coming year could be a great year, maybe the best ever. I usually look to January as a time of positive change. If nothing else it’s my preferred month to do some organizing and clearing out of stuff! Even if my “resolutions” don’t bring lasting change, at least I…
My late husband and I are at our favorite golf course in Palm Springs. It’s 108 degrees in June. We are on vacation, precious time away from our Edmonds home and most especially, Seattle Cancer Care Alliance, which my husband visited at least monthly in the good years and way more in the bad years….
There’s always effort involved in starting and maintaining a consistent exercise routine. Although it’s possible to fall into it, like I did when a boyfriend started dragging me to the gym several afternoons a week to lift weights, most of us aren’t so lucky. It takes conscious desire, effort and work to begin and continue…
Ask any of my clients and they will tell you that I am an expert in working around all sorts of physical and mental limitations. For example: Client text: I tweaked my knee and so I don’t think I should workout today. Coach Pritam reply: We can do all kinds of things that don’t involve…
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it…
This has been an unprecedented and overwhelming year. Even as we move into winter, COVID is not letting up. Our lives have been compromised by the significant consequences of this pandemic and we all feel the cumulative and collective stress and worry. We’ve figured out various ways to cope this year, and with good reason…
No one wants to get old, yet we can pretty much agree it is far better than the alternative! There are few of us who don’t complain about how our bodies and minds change as we get older. But as 90-year-old Edmonds resident Janet Robertson demonstrates by her own experience, aging doesn’t need to be…
Walking, it seems, is now a “thing.” If there was a form of movement that most of us can do, made for a stay-mostly-at-home-avoid-crowds-crisis, it is definitely walking. And with this pandemic apparently here for the foreseeable future, as well as summer upon us, there is never a better time to make walking a part…
In early 2020, I signed up for the DC Wonder Woman 5K race. I have always been a solitary exerciser but after a hiatus of many years, it felt right to kickstart my running again by running 3.10 miles with a bunch of other runners and walkers, everyone coming together to get moving and achieve…
Six years ago, I was in the midst of the worst circumstance of my life—the death of my husband. Now, as we are collectively experiencing the worst thing our country has experienced in our lifetime, I have been constantly reminded of my grief journey. Perhaps you can relate to what I am feeling. Heartache. Anger….
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The novel coronavirus has upended our lives in a way that few of us have ever experienced. With seemingly no end in sight, it’s an unsettling and frightening time. As we socially distance and isolate ourselves at home more, combined with the loss of control that many of us are feeling, it’s easy to lose…
“I really need to lose some weight. Right now I weigh 105 lbs.” —Me, writing in my diary when I was 11 years old You can imagine how I felt when I found this diary entry recently. I don’t remember ever worrying about my weight at such a young age! I am sad. The fact…
When I was 16 years old I made a New Year’s resolution that changed my life. I resolved to give up soda for one year. I have no recollection of why I did it, but I do remember it ended up being a resolution as well as sort of a bet with my boyfriend at…
When November rolls around every year, I think a lot more about gratitude. Thanksgiving has a way of reminding us how much we have to be grateful for, and I often find myself telling people “I’m thankful for you” and that sort of thing. And when Movember rolls around every year, I think about my…
My late husband, Coach Dan Potts, was the most dedicated exerciser I have ever met, even on vacation. I have vivid memories of him on the floor of vacation rentals and hotel rooms, completing multiple repetitions of crunches, push-ups and bodyweight squats, nearly every morning we traveled together. And then we’d head out on a…
Motivation can be elusive even for the most disciplined and driven of us. It ebbs and flows through different phases of our lives . . . as our goals change . . . as we change. As a coach and trainer, motivating my clients is one of the most important aspects of my role in…
Once upon a time there was a girl named Amy Fuller who worked at Harbour Pointe Golf Club in Mukilteo. Harbour Pointe (or HP as the regulars call it) is a beautiful and challenging public golf course in our very backyard. It also has the distinction of hosting vibrant Men’s and Women’s Clubs filled with…
After an unexpectedly intense workout this morning, I found myself crying. This is not unusual for a lot of people who work out hard; sometimes, after pushing your mind and body, it’s easy to find yourself overwhelmed with emotion. Just about all of my clients get emotional at some point during our work together. This…
For those of us looking to meet our health and fitness goals, there are many eating plans from which to choose. Take your pick! Paleo, Vegan, Mediterranean, Whole30, DASH, Raw, Keto . . . to name just a few. Each plan comes with its own set of promises of what you will accomplish through it…
Years ago, I heard a reverend say to her parishioners, “If you can’t find the faith you need then you can borrow it from me.” Similarly, in my role as a strength coach and trainer, I provided to my clients energy and motivation that they may not have been able to find within themselves 100…
Editor’s note: We are pleased to welcome back Fitness Corner writer Pritam Potts. Personal Transformation Series Part 1 of 4 One year ago, on the fourth anniversary of my late husband’s death, I huddled in bed to stay warm, utterly alone, defeated and hopeless. It was 20 degrees outside and the furnace was broken, my…
