At first glance, I don't really register as your stereotypical athlete. My hair is often an unnatural pastel hue, I rarely leave the house without red lipstick and most of the muscle tone I cultivated through my formative years on the basketball court and track field has slowly faded. In college, while I wasn't as active as my high school days, I occasionally found time to hit the gym, and I considered that daily trek across my school's hilly campus (often made in two-and-a-half feet of snow) to be a workout in and of itself.