Simpatico by the Sea

 

 

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Big announcement!! No I’m not pregnant, or moving back to Arizona. But, for all of you clients whose dream it’s been to live with me, I’m about to make your dream (or nightmare) come true!  

Are you caring for everyone else at the expense of your own health? Do you need help putting on your own oxygen mask again? Or maybe for the first time ever?  

If you want to recognize the woman in the mirror again, then don’t waste anymore time!! Sign up for the Simpatico by the Sea retreat and show that woman in the mirror that she is worth it!!  

(Link below)  

 https://www.ketangafitness.com/simpatico-by-the-sea-retreat.html

 

Orgasmic

Warning: Sprinting causes orgasms...

This is the first time I heard this from a client but not the last.  Exercise releases endorphins—runners high.  A natural, on top of the world  climax during & after the exercise is over. 

When I was on my 80lb weight loss journey, I would be so amorous after training sessions my husband began to wonder what the hell I was doing with my trainer in those sessions.  

Watch this quick video to see the post sprinting climax this client experienced: 

My Secret

Everybody has a chapter they don’t read out loud.

My chapter was my weight.  

When I weighed 226lbs only God & my doctor knew.  Then my trainer.  But not one other soul.  

I was ashamed.  I felt weak.  I felt powerless.  I felt out of control on the inside and it showed on the outside.  I wasn’t fooling anybody least of all myself.  

I wouldn’t go to the pool or beach since I wouldn’t be caught dead in a bathing suit.  I avoided reunions or any event that involved people I hadn’t seen in a long time.

 I stopped being in pictures or would hide in the picture.  My daughter was a great shield to hide behind. I avoided going to the doctor since I didn’t want to be weighed.

I stopped living my life.  It shows in my scrapbooks.  My daughter asked why I stopped scrapbooking after her 5th birthday.

 I stopped because my life stopped when I got fat.  I didn’t want to memorialize that time in my life.

You are only as sick as your secrets.  I was very sick when I weighed 226lbs.  I had diabetes, high blood pressure, my triglycerides were 700 & I was on Prozac for PMDD (PMS that makes everyone around you hide).

The layers of fat weren’t the worst part.  I was trapped in my own mind,  A prisoner in solitary confinement.   

Then one day I told my story. And not just to one person but hundreds of people in a talk at my gym when I first became a trainer.  Even worse they had a giant picture of my fatness displayed behind me for everyone to see.  

It was freeing to tell my story, my secret.  I shook, I cried & I blushed from embarrassment as I felt each shackle release.

Afterwards I was bombarded by women who were holding on to their secrets.   They were crying and thanking me for being so brave, so real.  

That was the start of a new life-giving career for me.  

Reading that chapter out loud healed my mind, heart & soul.  I had already lost 80lbs but the 226lb Lisa was still inside me.  

I closed that chapter after reading it out loud. I finally let 226lb Lisa go.  I thanked her for what she taught me, but asked her to never come back again. 

I became a difference maker.  

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Hit

Today I got hit.  Hard.  Smacked upside my head.  With a fifteen pound weight.  Accidently in a boxing class.

 I’m the type of person that looks for the meaning to understand the lesson life is trying to teach me in every situation.  

So I kept asking, “Why is life hitting me?”  Then I remembered all I learned from my insightful f-bomb dropping British boxing instructor.  

Life was not hitting me.  I put myself in the position to be hit.

 I need to constantly change my position, keep my gloves up to protect myself, duck, reset & make sure the fight is even worth getting in the ring for.  

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Breaking Down Walls

Watch the video to see how I trained Vanessa to face her fear head on & knock it down.  All this was to prepare her for the Mud Run she was planning on doing. 

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All that hard work paid off.  Vanessa earned that Mud Run medal.  She broke down that wall.   She said it was really hard but not nearly as hard as not doing it.  

She said her “I ams” got her through the race.  “I am focused”, “I am doing this”, “I am ready”, “I am breaking down the wall”.  Vanessa learned that her mind is stronger than her body.

Her mind broke down that wall.  

Me & Matt

I always thought Matt, my trainer told me, “Do exactly what I tell you & this will work”.  I was shocked when I read this & it was me saying to Matt, “Tell me what to do & I will do it”.  

He always told me it was me all along, that I did this & therefore all the credit goes to me, not him.  So this is me finally owning my power—only took 5 years. 

Thank you Matt & my Alive Family.  I miss you all but carry you in my heart forever. 

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My Alive Family 

Matt in the middle : ) 

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Matt teaching my daugher how to bench press 

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Matt giving me a lift  

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The gym class loser now turned Fitness Director  

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Rewrite Your Life

It’s never to late to rewrite your life.  I have many times over.  My biggest rewrite came after my weight loss journey.

 I had no idea how much my story would change. I became a trainer in my forties, and moved to NYC at 48 years old after living in Arizona for nearly 3 decades.  I opened up my own successful company at 45 years old.

 I ran for PA President of a top Manhattan school at 49 years old & won the election even though I’d never held or ran for office. 

I went from being painfully shy to speaking in front of hundreds of people on a regular basis.  I found my voice at age 45 & it keeps getting louder. 

I changed the characters in my story when needed.  During my weight loss journey I could not hang around people who didn’t value or respect my health & fitness lifestyle.  It’s no different than an alcoholic getting out of rehab & not being able to hang around her drinking buddies anymore.  

When I moved to NYC I knew one person, one “friend”.  He encouraged my family to move but when I arrived he became toxic to both me & my family.  I held on too long because I thought I needed him since I had no one familiar here.  

The familiar—the comfortable—can keep you stuck in jobs, relationships & circumstances too long.  My weight loss journey taught me to get comfortable with being uncomfortable.

 When I finally stepped out of my comfort zone new doors opened even when old doors slammed shut.  My life truly began after I lost 80 pounds because I became the main character in my own story.  

I decided I had the power to rewrite my life as many times as needed until it was  truly my own.  

Click on this link to hear more about rewriting your life.  You are worth it.