November 14, 2012By Heather Reineke | Field Reporter
As a retired athlete (I still hold on tightly to my tri-sport varsity days of yesteryear), I had let myself fall down the slippery slope to sloth-dom where my evenings consisted of couch-sitting while spooning peanut butter flavored Yogurt on the Rocks into my face hole. In an effort to thwart the digression, I gave the whole yogi thing a try and actually really enjoyed it, but my muscles were still craving more and I was feeling athletically unfulfilled. So began my pilgrimage to find an institution that could help push the skinny bitch out of from underneath the winter layers I had packed on during my exercise hibernation. Here's the tale of my journey in search of that skinny bitch and how it landed me in what I deem San Diego's ultimate training gym: Performance 360 in Mission Beach.











