It's been 300 days since Caz Anderson sunk her teeth into a burger, slurped on noodles or created a string of cheese as she pulled pizza away from her bite.
We need to find it in our hearts to cross cultural and gendered lines to address the literal and metaphorical diseases plaguing us at home. And if we haven't yet found it our hearts, maybe we can find it in our pockets.
It's time for New York women to be protected from a single sweeping decision by the Supreme Court, or legislation by Congressional Republicans that chips away at women's rights.
We all have invisible fences surrounding us, even if we don't know it. Many of them since before you were born. These fences, for better or for worse, are the perimeters that surround our lives, make things familiar, predictable, and within our control.
When I was 27, a guy I'd been seeing told me he'd noticed a lump inside me. The word lump has an instant and visceral connection -- you might as well just say "cancer." I figured he had far more knowledge of vaginas than I did. Terrified, I went to the doctor. It turned out to be my cervix.
Of course when you're new to anything, be it fitness-related or not, you're bound to have tons of questions. Aside from running-specific advice, there's nutrition, gear, and sports psychology to consider!
Ensuring women have access to basic health care, particularly sexual and reproductive health care, have rarely been met in Guinea, Liberia and Sierra Leone in the best of pre-Ebola circumstances, and are now even more critically important.
I was not moved, or touched, or for a moment feeling forgiving of the recent disgraces and double standards brought to light. Every spot of pink seemed to be an empty apology, but I wasn't buying. This survivor says no thanks, NFL.
Popular culture would have you believe that this means I involuntarily shout four letter words and other obscenities at the least socially acceptable times possible. While this may make for good slapstick, it's never been true of me, nor is it the case for the vast majority of Tourette's sufferers.
In order for US women to have access to midwives who are educated and able to provide high-quality, high-value care, a workforce transformation must take place. We need a government willing to invest in women.
Dear women voters: It's our time, ladies. A midterm election looms, and the focus is on us! Politicians and pundits alike know that there's no crossing the electoral finish line without women voters in their corner. But are the candidates seeking to represent us talking about the issues we care about?
Just because you deal with depression doesn't mean that you are depression. A bad day/week doesn't mean a bad life. After all, it's not sunny every day but we know the clouds won't last forever.
It's hard to own up to this stuff, but I want to make the point that having an eating disorder isn't some sort of win. It's isolating, exhausting -- they screw you physically and emotionally, and they siphon the joy out of life. And the joy out of the people closest to you. They suck.
The more I thought about it, the more upset I got. Of course it wasn't her responsibility to give me a break; I was the guest in her culture. One of the many reasons I embarked on this voyage was to learn cultural sensitivity, not demand it from others.
You might be thinking that it's silly to worry about your looks when you're running a race, but keeping your beauty routine in mind pre and post run can be healthier and beneficial in the long term (and, of course, help you look gorgeous in those post-race photo ops). Here's what you need to know.
With 70 percent of maternal and child deaths now concentrated in just 15 countries, health investments that include sanitation, education, contraception, infrastructure and women's incomes can potentially double their impact on lives saved.