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She’s Baaack: Part 2

So, I’ve decided to diversify, so if you want to read more of my rambles, check out The Verbal Filter, where I prove that I don’t actually have one!

I actually started this baby way back when I moved to Chicago, when I was just regular chick, and not a personal trainer or health know-it-all.  And then I ditched it to become Body FM.  And now I’ve changed my mind again! So come on over and read what I have to say there too! I’ll still be posting here, but the other site will have a little bit broader range of topics and will probably be a whole lot more ridiculous.

Come say hi!

She’s Baaaaccckkk!

Oh MAN, how much did you miss me? Just a little? Not at all? Well, fine, same here.

All kidding aside, I have been busy with… well, with life.

It’s not that I didn’t want to post at all. I just felt like I didn’t have a quality post in me. Not that this one will be quality either (so don’t get too excited or anything), but I felt it was time to mosey on back.  I’ve been randomly posting stuff on Tumblr, but it hasn’t been so much health and fitness related, so I still wasn’t inspired to write over here at Body FM. But now… I think I am. Maybe just in a way that’s a little more relaxed for a while.

You see, my life has gotten a little more relaxed lately, so it’s fitting that I want my blog to follow suit. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not sitting around eating bon bons and watching Real Housewives all day long (I wish. No seriously, I do).  However, I’ve slowed down a little in the past few months with work, with workouts, with putting undue pressure on myself — and I’ve started breathing again. I’m not going to get all heavy on you here, but I feel like a giant weight has been lifted off my shoulders and that I’m handling what life throws at me SO much better since I made a few changes.

So what have I been up to, you ask (without really caring but knowing that it’s the polite thing to do)? Wellllll since I last posted in December (yeah, new blog abandonment record for me), I have:

  • applied to grad school in Washington, DC (cross your fingers or say a prayer or both. at the same time) after visiting my friend Anna, and completely falling in love with the place. Everything about it. Just…everything.
  • left my job as a trainer/instructor/marketing director after deciding to take some time to move home to Michigan and get my head on straight.  I loved where  worked, and all the people there, but I just felt I needed a break from teaching six days a week (see two bullets down) and trying to make something work that just wasn’t.
  • got some help in getting my head on straight and changed my mind, staying in Chicago due to a sudden influx of freelance work (that majorly paid the bills) and the sudden reappearance of my social life.  Oh, I have friends? I had forgotten when I was walking around in a fog all the time.
  • slowed down on the workouts because my body was yelling at me that it was so! stressed! out! and noticed, that heeyyy, I didn’t gain 50lbs overnight without daily cardio… or really, any weight at all! Miraculous. I think I actually dropped a few in this process. Weird. (I have since added strength classes back in and am walking and running — but only when I feel like it.)
  • kissed a few more frogs on the way to finding my prince. I mean, I haven’t found him yet, but man, if this is a numbers game, I have GOT to win soon. I’m feeling optimistic.  And while we’re on the topic, if Facebook could stop suggesting friends for me who happen to be guys I’ve gone out with but that I have no other connection to, that would be great. It’s annoying. And a little creepy, because seriously, how did it come up with that?
  • kept up (mostly) with my goal of reading 50 books this year. I’m a little behind, but the last two, The Likeability Factor and Breaking Free From Emotional Eating, have been taking me a little longer, because they both have great advice, and I’m really trying to soak it all in. Perhaps a book review to come? (Oh, but let’s not get ambitious just yet.)
  • decided to cut my hair into a long bob and donate 8 inches to Pantene Pro-V’s Beautiful Lengths. Except I’m incredibly cheap, went to the Aveda school to get chopped for $16, and walked out with a straight up angled bob that made me cry in the chair after ‘Kenny’ decided to made it ‘funky,’ allowing me to give 12 inches instead. I may or  may not have caused a scene at the front and told the stylist’s instructor that I ‘did not even feel pretty.’ But now I like it! Mostly!

 

Soooo… that’s where I’m at. Exciting right? I’m bumming around Chicago for a little longer, working from home, reading, hanging out at Starbucks way too much, and trying to like my hair. Sums it up pretty well. I do want to try to start posting about fitness and health more, but honestly, I may be playing around with how I do it.  If there’s anything you’d like to see or talk about, let me know! I would also like to thank all  four of you who have actually kept coming to my empty little blog. Well, empty no more! Blog world, I am back!

Monday Link Love: SO TRUE!

OK, short but sweet post from me, but this post from Colleen over at Bee Fit really struck a chord with me. Why I Have To Stay Strict really resonated with me and why I tend to be such an all-or-nothing person. I’ve never been a smoker or an alcoholic, but sometimes I do wonder if I have an addictive personality because of my relationship with carbs and sugar.  I think most of America has a bit of a sugar addiction (I know Leah has some thoughts on this as well), but I think I especially have a problem with it, that I am working on. And this is why when I’m really on my game and people say, ‘Oh, it’s just a little cookie or a piece of candy,’ I don’t think the same way at all. Anyway, thanks for your honesty and this awesome post, Colleen! Everyone else, go read!

A Friendly Reminder from Your Favorite Personal Trainer

OK, well, I like to think I’m your favorite, even when I go a little MIA.

Anyway!

I was going to write a big post about what I’m thankful for, but you know what? I can sum that up in a few words: family, friends, doing what I love, lessons learned this year, and big things happening in my future. I really am grateful for a lot, but those things sum it up pretty nicely.

Now that that’s taken care of, let’s talk food! With Thanksgiving looming (tomorrow!), I thought I’d give everyone, including myself, a little reminder about what our plates SHOULD look like when we pull up to the table tomorrow.  The University of Texas MD Anderson Cancer Center in Houston provided me with this great illustration of how big servings are, even when we’re sitting down for the biggest feast of the year.  I know we’ve seen serving size guides over and over again, but I actually really like this one, and I think the message is always good to remember! And let’s be honest, a refresher never hurt.

What do you think? Are you watching your portions on Thanksgiving? Did they cover all of the basics in the picture above? And the most important question of all, what are your Thanksgiving favorites (healthy or not!)?

Oh, yeah! And what are you thankful for?

Recharging My Batteries

Exactly what I’m doing right now.

Visiting my sister in Southern California, going for hikes, tasting wine, exploring the mountains and the beach, soaking up some sun, and enjoying family time.

Do I have to come back to Chicago?

Feminism and Fitness

So I’m still working on some things around here, but I have been thinking a lot about what it means to be a feminist in the fitness world.  I’ve got a lot of ideas swirling, but in the mean time, check out this post, and really the entire Fit and Feminist blog.

Happy Monday!

Fresh Start!

Things have been… a little out of control lately.

Nothing crazy, but I haven’t been as on track as I would like to be.  I’ve been using my commute as more of my cardio than I would like to admit.  In truth, I’m on my bike at least an hour every day, but still.  My body is pretty used to it by now, so I really shouldn’t be counting it as a workout.   I also haven’t been lifting nearly as much as I’d like — and I can tell in how I feel AND look.

Food has also been slipping.  I make food at the beginning of the week — lots of chicken, veggies, egg whites, etc.  But when meal time comes? I just.don’t.wanna. So I spend money and calories somewhere I shouldn’t.  That one has got to stop too, because you know what? I feel amazing when I’m eating right!

And lastly, water and sleep.  Not enough of either, and I don’t know how this happened! Time to just buckle down and recommit.

So on Monday, I’ll be starting Operation: Remotivation and Rehydration.  Let me know if you’re interested in joining me on this….Details to come! 

In Some Not Funny At All Eating Disorder News…

Again, Glamour gave me today’s material.

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Do you know what this is? It’s a Halloween costume. Called ‘Anna Rexia.‘ It features a visible skeleton, a measuring tape around the waist, and a tiny little heart serving as a name tag.  And it was actually for sale online.  This wasn’t a joke, and even if it were, it wouldn’t be funny.  I wouldn’t necessarily say this glorifies eating disorders, but it makes light of it, as if it weren’t a real condition, which I find just as disturbing.  How would people react if someone went as cancer? I’m honestly not sure why or how you would do that, but I’m just making a point here. I doubt anyone would think THAT was funny.

And there’s something about the fact that it’s a very revealing costume (duh, as a female between the ages of 18 and 35, you can’t dress up on Halloween  unless it’s something plenty skanky.  Whatever you decide to be, it must be a Skanky Nurse, Cop, Doctor, Vampire, [fill in the blank], right?) that makes it even worse.  The very small amount of fabric used here in and of itself implies that one must be fairly thin to wear it.  And that skeleton really drives the point home.  [Edited to add: Apparently there is a plus-sized version, but I don't think the design is quite the same.]

We already see EDs and unhealthy thinness glamorized on TV constantly, from teen shows like Gossip Girl and Greek (in an early episode, one of the already very thin girls eats chips right before rush starts and when the sorority president reminds her of this, she says tells the other girls she’ll be right back and heads for the bathroom) to reality TV  like the Bachelor Pad (one of the male contestants called a very much smaller-than-average-sized woman ‘thick’ when describing his first impression of her).  I don’t really think we need a Halloween costume to do any additional damage.

Thoughts? Who’s with me? Who thinks the folks at Glamour (and myself and The Village Voice) are overreacting? Whatever your opinion — spill! I wanna hear it!

Falling for Fall

I know that it’s still summer technically, but here are the things I am sooooooo excited about for this coming fall:

I know I’m all grown up (kind of), but I still love Michigan football. It represents so many things to me and brings back so many wonderful memories that I can’t help but be obsessed this time of year. Learning ‘The Victors’ with my little sister while standing in the living room of the house we grew up in. Going to games with my dad as a 12-year-old awkward kid, shaking my maize and blue pom in the stands (please, please, never give up those tickets, Dad!). Watching my first game from the student section as a freshman, finally understanding the enormity of the stadium and completely in awe of how big the Big House really is.  Tailgating with my best friends before the game, relating tales of the night before while drinking terrible light beer at 7am on Saturday mornings (yeah, Big 10 schools know tailgating), and staying in the stadium until they kicked us out after the last game of my senior year. Reunions now with my best friends once every fall. And that barely begins to cover it.

My mom’s turkey chili is one of my favorite meals for fall.  It reminds me of all of the healthy habits my mom passed along to my sister and me growing up, and it’s seriously amazing, hearty comfort food all the same.  Especially when you add as much hot sauce as you can physically handle…and when you sprinkle it liberally with a three-cheese mix and scoop it up with blue-corn tortilla chips.  Yeah, healthy…  Either way, I made it earlier today and am still full hours later. Who wants leftovers?

Ah, honeycrisp apples.  Or really any apples you can pick in Michigan.  But these are especially amazing, because they’re huge, juicy, tart, sweet, and so crunchy!  I know it’s fall when I see these popping up in grocery stores.

Running is so much better in autumn! Summer running and I don’t really get along (gasp. midwest. humidity. can’t. breathe. at. all.), and I’m not hardcore enough to stay running outside in the negative windchill we get here in Chicago, so fall running is one of my favorite things ever.  Long-sleeved tees, leggings, and fall 5ks — ahh, can’t wait!

Not sweating constantly.  I realize that I’m a personal trainer, and being active is part of my job, but this summer has been ridiculous.  I feel like I was sweating before I even got to work, and even my easy bike ride to work left me more than glowing.  I’m pretty pumped to be able to wear jeans (and I’m not even a jeans person) and a blazer while drinking hot coffee and be completely comfortable.

New school years.  Fresh starts. Back-to-school shopping. I always loved the new academic year, where I got new books, new pens, new notebooks. I got to learn new things! Take new classes! Come back a little less dorky than I had the year before! People hadn’t seen you in a while, so even if you didn’t look any different, you come back as someone completely new, hopefully for the better.  I really feel that the beginning of the school year, no matter how old you are, is one of the best times to start fresh, because it’s not only less cliche than the new calendar year, but it’s right before the weather (at least in the midwest) sort of wipes everything out and clears the slate for you with winter.  I, myself, am planning to take advantage of the change in seasons.  I always felt like I came back a better version of myself throughout school, so I figure, why not continue the trend?

Anyway, enough about me — what are YOU excited about for fall? Do you share any of my favorites?  Did I miss one of your major faves for fall?

Bittersweet

Since it’s the last day of August, and fall is fast approaching, I’ve been reevaluating a lot of my goals.  What better time to start fresh than what’s the beginning of the school year for many? And I guess I like starting fresh a lot.  Anyway, along with new goals usually comes a little introspection, so here’s what I was thinking about this week.  Be back soon with some new goals for fall and healthy autumn things I’m excited about!

It’s funny, I’ve never been a dramatic person.  Growing up, I had plenty of friends, but I always kind of just naturally stayed out of trouble and just… out of the way. Arguments with friends (rather small ones, by the way) were resolved quickly and anticlimactically, breakups were painless enough and always seemed to be on friendly terms, and my parents had it relatively easy seeing how I never went through that whole ‘teen angst’ phase.  I was never the friend with the story, and besides when I was on stage singing, I wasn’t the center of attention, and I was just fine with that.  It wasn’t that I never had any excitement, but it was just usually the good kind, and the letdowns were small or kept to myself.  The decisions I made — good or bad (but mostly good, because I was, as I like to say, annoyingly well-behaved) — didn’t impact too many people, left me with no sworn enemies, and never made me wonder if my friends would have my back.  I even lived in a sorority house with 71 other women, escaping with minimal drama.  The biggest issue I had was one sister sending out a house email about the loofah left in the shower (really?) that just happened to be mine, which I don’t think she expected because when I fessed up immediately (uh, it was an accident?) she stopped her tirade on the spot.  No, really. A house full of Greek estrogen, and the worst problem I had was that someone made fun of my sponge.  Clearly, I wasn’t vying for the drama queen title.

But recently, in the last year or so, I’ve gotten a little more…dramatic.  And I don’t mean that I’m just emoting more (ask my sister — I’ve been doing that my entire life).  I mean that I feel I’ve been stirring things up and making decisions that I knew would lead to drama because I was craving something.  Excitement? Attention? To break free from the nice girl stigma once and for all?  I’m not sure whether I was trying to make up for lost time by choosing the paths that would potentially harm me or those around me (don’t worry, I didn’t do anything that bad), but it definitely affected how I was thinking and acting.  Romances coming to a close seemed to cut a little deeper, I started noticing more problems in my friendships, and my parents, unfortunately, suffered some of the backlash of me trying to navigate life as an unwilling participant in adulthood. (Sorry, Mom and Dad! Thought you got lucky on that one, huh?)

I didn’t know what was going on.  Until… suddenly, as drama-averse as I’ve been my whole life, I got it.  I understood why some folks thrive on being in the thick of it and always having someone or something you feel you’re up against.  It’s almost as if it’s a high you’re chasing, always looking for the next story or the next little spark to get you through to the next day.  It’s a fear of being bored, or maybe, of being boring.  Is that was I was rebelling against or running from?

But the thing is, I didn’t have, nor do I want to have, the resources to keep going after it, to keep hunting down that high.  I realized that staying up there for so long only leads to a near-fatal crash, so recently, I chose to face the drama, let myself down right then and there, and just hope for a softer landing that might break an arm, but still leave me standing.  (So… maybe I need to work on my metaphors.)  Anyway,  it sucked.  For a few days there, the prospect of letting things go and letting myself just be, well, myself — boring Saturday nights on the couch and all — while working on me, was kind of daunting.  The thought of facing myself and my goals and the work I need to do to become the person I want to be is more than slightly overwhelming.  But I keep reminding myself that I don’t really just want to be the girl with the story — or at least not the kind of stories I was telling.  I want to be interesting because of me, plain and simple.  I’m over being Jersey Shore, and I’m ready to be OK with being a PBS documentary. At least then I’d be educational, and not in a cautionary tale sort of way.

Because like I said, I’ve never had a penchant for drama.

I have, however, always have a thing for sugar.  Which, funny enough, is not entirely unrelated to drama.  (You know this is a health blog, did you not expect me to tie it in somehow?) If you think about it, the two have a lot in common.  Both are addictive but definitely not necessary.  Both boost you up, get you buzzing — at least temporarily — and crash you down. HARD.  Both make you lose yourself a bit in the moment, and after, you’re left wondering what just happened, and why you went that far.  Both affect your moods and can even make you act a bit irrationally.  Both trigger intense cravings for more of the same.  Both, until you quit, always make you feel like you need more to keep you going.  And after both, you never really like yourself as much when all is said and done.

So what am I doing now? What am I getting at by comparing sugar and drama? What am I changing now that I’ve opined at length about how both have had a negative impact on my life? Besides the fact that both can have detrimental effects on your physical and mental wellbeing, both are hard to just give up.  I would love to say I’m planning to make a clean break and cut myself off completely from both, and I challenge you all to join me.

But… I also know that I’m human and that, if you ask, I can give you countless examples of how I respond when I make too many drastic changes at once.  I think since I’ve had a whole lot less drama in my life, that one will be easier to cut.  I don’t really have too many positive associations tied to it, and I’m pretty sure I was over it before it even began.  But the sugar? It’s much more of an addiction, with many more positive feelings attached to it, and that one will be a fight.  One worth the battle, absolutely, but a fight nonetheless. Ultimately, though? I can see myself doing without both, and I plan on working hard at getting rid of both temptations.  And maybe I’ll do a little ‘life detox’ of sorts.  I don’t know yet, but I’ll keep you posted.  Fresh start for fall, anyone?

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