Birthday: Dec. 11, 1951.
Birthplace: Tucson, Ariz.
Occupation: Fitness expert.
Current home: Los Angeles.
Marital status: Married to Steve Grace for 8 years.
Children: Two daughters-Kate, 7, and Perrie, 4.
Car: A green 1993 Range Rover.
Working on: Two new yoga videos, a book, fitness equipment and vitamins.
The last good movie I saw: “Apollo 13.”
The book I’ve been reading: I’m a thumber, not a reader.
Favorite pig-out food: Chocolate mousse or chocolate cake with lots of layers and chips and double-rich icing.
Favorite performer: Elton John.
Favorite childhood memory: Trips with my parents. My father was in the military, and in the summer, we’d visit national parks.
Prized possession: My mother was killed in a plane crash. The only thing they found was her ring. The setting was burned, but I had the stone reset and I always wear it.
People always think I’m: Meg Ryan.
Nobody knows I’m: A real daredevil. I’ve jumped out of airplanes, run to the top of the Empire State Building, stood on the ledge of a 16-story building on a dare.
I’ve never been able to: Sing “Happy Birthday” on key.
My fantasy is: I’m a rock ‘n’ roll singer, on stage with thousands of fans screaming, and I’m just belting it out.
If I could change one thing about myself: I’d have a better memory.
People who knew me in high school thought I was: Too skinny and a geeky dresser.
My friends like me because: I motivate them.
Behind my back they say: “She’s too competitive.”
If I’ve learned one thing in life it’s: Nothing is predictable and nothing is forever.
Three words that best describe me: Energetic, positive and organized.
