More than 450 women raced in the U.S. Olympic Trials marathon in Atlanta on Saturday. That’s a huge number, reflecting changes in rules, innovative shoe technology and a sea change in women’s running.
When I met Melody Fairchild at Steens Mountain Running Camp in Oregon in 2006, I was a sub-elite runner in the throes of recovery from disordered eating, exercise bulimia and distorted body image.
It happened to her during a jog on her college campus just after noon local time. The van's driver had both his hands outstretched, holding a phone sideways, pointed directly at her as he took photos.
This year’s Boston Marathon, with its horizontal rain and freezing temperatures, wasn’t just an ordeal unfolding amid some of the worst weather in decades. It was also an example of women’s ability to persevere in exceptionally miserable circumstances.
My boyfriend picked my black lace sports bra off the floor as if he were handling a dead mouse — and stared at it. I rarely think about getting physically hurt.
Upon hearing the words “Tonga” and “athlete,” the first thing that most likely comes to mind is an image of Olympian Pita Nikolas Taufatofua in all his oily, muscular glory. Taufatofua competed in taekwondo.
SAN JOSE, Calif. — The retired soccer player Brandi Chastain remains best known for scoring the winning shootout goal in the 1999 World Cup final against China and for the jersey-shedding celebration that followed.
You don’t have to be a stick figure to love running—or look hot doing it. The “runner’s body” is a bit of a misnomer. Women of all shapes and sizes love to run. And guess what, they are awesome at it, too. Apple, pear, curvy, it doesn’t matter.
Joyce Smith began running in the 1950s, at which time the longest distance for women in international competitions was 800 metres. She broke the world record for 3,000m in 1971, and ran at the 1972 Olympic Games. In 1979, she retired from track racing and turned to marathons.
In the documentary “GTFO,” Jenny Haniver is relaxing in her living room in Wisconsin, thumbs on her Xbox controller, settling in for another session of Call of Duty.
When your breasts hurt, the last thing you want to do is squeeze them into a sports bra and start jumping around, right? Well, get this: Working out might keep your boobs from hurting in the first place, according to a study published in The Breast Journal.
Victoria Schwab, an American living in Edinburgh, has had remarkable success in both the young adult and adult fields of fantasy writing, and her latest, A Darker Shade of Magic (Titan Books, £7.99), falls into the latter camp, which she writes as V E Schwab.
The practice of photo retouching in fashion publications renders most models completely free of blemishes or imperfections to the point of being unrealistic. But this photo of Crawford baring her sun-kissed torso is drawing praise for showing her in a realistic light.
Fat ass. That's what he called me. A complete stranger, who I just happened to pass while out running this week. Actually, I think he said, "Whoa, fat ass" - but, to be honest, it's those two words that rang loud as I sped off, too shocked, angry and insulted to retort.
If you're a woman who has tried to lose weight, you may have noticed something: it's hard. Much harder than simply cutting your calories and watching the weight fall off. Disclaimer: This article is geared towards women, but as you might have been able to tell by the name Dick, I am not a woman.
Most sex is pretty damn good to begin with. That said, every once in a while, you have an encounter that is so set-the-sheets-on-fire awesome that it pretty much makes your brain explode.
Muscle is a pretty neat thing. Once you start building it, it completely changes your outlook on what it means to be fit—and for the way better. Here are 10 funny, awesome, and totally legit facts of life every muscle-wielding woman has realized along her get-strong journey: 1.
It feels unfair to have to take so many things into consideration for safety on a run just because we are women. But we need to. Really. Part of the delight of running is its simplicity. Get dressed, grab your shoes, maybe grab some tunes, perhaps throw on your watch -- and go.
People told me to lose weight and clean up. So I tried self-improvement -- and photographed the critical responses I remember when I found the idea for the new images in my “Wait Watchers” series. I was in a sports equipment store with my husband, who was buying new running shoes.