A lot of good things can be said about motivation when it comes to sticking to a regular fitness routine. Motivation makes us feel mentally pumped-up; it energizes; it's about seeing physical results and wanting to go even harder and faster. But motivation is impossible to sustain 24 hours a day, every day. When your alarm goes off before the sun rises and the very last thing you want to do is get out from under the covers? Enter: accountability.

Have you seen the article in Glamour about the 11 greatest bodies on Earth? Glamour Magazine has a feature this month where they decided that since we will be watching the Olympics for the rest of the Summer they would focus on eleven women athletes (that are in the Olympics) who possess the "greatest bodies on Earth".

The arms of my female co-worker were covered in bruises. I was walking down the hall and stopped when I saw her holding them out, a proud look in her eyes as she moved her arms this way and that, displaying her wounds from multiple angles. The bruises studded her pale skin from wrist to elbow. Was it an unfortunate accident, or a drama-filled fistfight? Hardly. She’s been practicing krav maga.

Venus and Serena Williams are about to make history. Again.Tomorrow will mark the third time the sisters will be meeting each other at the Wimbledon Ladies' Singles Final. Then a couple of hours later they will be playing as a team in the Ladies' Doubles Finals. I think the right word to use in a situation like this is "dominant". 

It has been a very busy week for me. I am trying to get things together for my trip to The BlogHer Conference next month and so I haven't been paying as much attention to sports as I normally do. Well, that and the fact that my four year old twins have learned how to work my DVR and it is seriously cutting into my SportsCenter time. I thought I would check some blogs and see how Wimbledon was going and who was winning.

I was washing my hands in a public restroom not long ago when I saw a woman standing at the row of sinks along the opposite wall. Her back was to me, but I noticed she was wearing a sleeveless shirt -- and what stood out to me were her toned arms. Her muscles weren’t immensely large, but they were well defined and I could tell she’d put in some effort to have them look that way. I made the split-second decision that I should tell her what I'd noticed: “You have nice arms,” I said. And you know what? By saying what I did, I made this woman’s day.