Gobble Gobble Workout

Pre-Turkey Dinner Workout.  Then indulge ONLY in food that is worth it with no guilt.  Food is not bad or good.  We attach those feelings to food.  If you eat something indulgent enjoy every bite.  You ARE worth it.  

 

 

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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: 

Out of Comfort Zone

Learn to be comfortable being uncomfortable.

Some of my best moments come from stepping out of my comfort zone.  

This one in particular was uncomfortable for many reasons.  I had to learn the art of spinning, get comfortable with cardio, find my rhythm & wow the Soul Cycle judges in a 60 second window. 

Oh & did I mention practicing for this while sorting through & packing up my 3,000 sq foot house to move to a 1,000 sq ft NYC apartment?  

But none of that was as uncomfortable as having to move one week before my husband & daughter so that I could be there for the Soul Cycle audition.    

I missed out on saying good bye with my daughter to the house she’d grown up in the last 15 years.  

Missed out on walking through the empty house remembering the princess birthday parties, the the Thanksgiving dinners, the leisurely pancake breakfasts with Elliana playing guitar in the background, and making s’mores in the backyard.  

Missed out on watching the house get smaller in the rear view mirror as the Penske truck pulled away from the only life she’d ever known. 

So why did I choose the Soul Cycle audition over all that?  Because my daughter said “Mom,  if you don’t go you will always wonder, what if??!!”.  

What’s Harder?

“But it’s so hard to get up early & workout” 

”But it’s so hard to pass up the wine” 

”But it’s so hard to make time to exercise” 

”But it’s so hard to____” 

I could go on & on.  But I’d rather ask you this “Is whatever you say is hard about getting fit & healthy harder than waking up everyday hating the way you look in pictures?  Harder than having no energy?  Harder than the way you feel inside?   Harder than none of your clothes fitting?  Harder than avoiding social events because of the way you look?  Harder than being the heaviest person in the room?  Harder than having sex with the lights on or at all?  Harder than having your life shortened by high blood pressure, diabetes & heart disease? 

For me exercising is hard.  Eating healthy is hard.  But not as hard as when I hated myself for weighing 226lbs. 

Time to stop hating.  Time to get the outside your inside always wanted.  Time to love yourself.  You are worth it.   

Running To...

I used to hate running. I wasn’t good at it.

It scared me.  Feeling out of breath like my lungs might collapse wasn’t my idea of fun.  

So I hired a running coach, Andrea Atkins, who taught me form, breathing & more importantly to believe in myself embracing this new running journey I was on.  

I trained with my sister-in-law, Misty,  a seasoned runner who I assumed loved every minute of running.  One hot Tucson summer morning I was almost in tears saying ‘I hate this, I hate this.’ Misty, said “So do I”.

I thought I heard her wrong.  I said “YOU” hate running???  She said “Yes, sometimes, many times;  but I like the way I feel after.”

Then she said “Look ahead.  See that cactus way up there?  That’s what we are running towards.”

Then I did a half marathon.  When I saw the finish line a half mile away I sprinted as fast as I could towards it.

Running is now my therapy.  Moments of clarity come to me when I run.   

This happens to be one of them:  

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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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Childish Excuses

I call BULLSHIT.  Based on my own experience I know what’s behind all of your excuses to eat healthy... 

Paper Plate Special

I love to find household items to use in workouts.  

This workout uses paper plates as gliders.  Cheap & easy!  Well, easy to grab the paper plates but not easy exercises to perform.   

Watch as my client demos “The Paper Plate Special”

 

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Nothing Half Ass About My Half Marathon

My first half marathon at age 47.  

I’m still amazed I did it.  My goals were get to the starting line, not stop & get to the finish line.  Oh and not die.  

I’m proud I did it but have no desire to do it again.  

My 226lb self never would have been able to do this.   

I ran for her.  

How Did I Get My Daughter Into a Top Ten Manhattan School?

One decision changed the course of our lives.  If my daughter had not gotten into Beacon High School I never would have moved here.   I also knew if she did get in we were going to give her this opportunity no matter the cost.

 I left it in God’s hands and prayed “Ok God I will go where you lead us”.  On July 15th I got official notice she got in.  We put our house on the market.  Aug.4th I was on a plane to move & set up a landing pad for us.  

We lost much in the process—a home we had lived in for 14 years, our savings, and the familiarity of a a comfortable suburban life   We left behind our family & friends & had to start our careers & life over in a city where we knew only one person.

What we gained is so much more valuable than what we lost: strength as a family, showing our daughter by example that you can do anything you put your mind to, & most important: how to be brave.  Thank you fear: without you we couldn’t have been brave.

Do I ever regret it?  Yes.

But I would have regretted not doing it so much more. 

Click on link below to view more of the story of my unusual way of getting my daughter into this top 10 Manhattan Highschool:

Proud Beacon Highschool Student  

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Even prouder Beacon Highschool Parent  

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Legit invite this year  

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The portal to our new NYC life  

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Elliana’s Pancakes

Ingredients:

2 cups oats  

1 small carton egg whites  

2 ripe bananas

1 tsp vanilla  

Option to add chocolate chips, blueberries, nuts or whatever else you want to mix in.

coconut oil to grease griddle 

Mix ingredients in a blender until well blended.

Grease griddle with coconut oil & when hot pour batter onto griddle. 

When bubbles appear on top of pancake flip it over.  

Top with maple syrup, agave nectar or fresh fruit. 

Enjoy!   

 

 

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Sassy & Sober

Click the link below the workout to see how I stayed sober on St.Patty’s Day during my weight loss journey.

Earn your corned beef, cabbage & green beer! Or do this as a fasted workout the next morning to burn off all those indulgences. 

 

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Click here to find out why St.Patrick’s Day is so special for this sassy polish lass: 

Sassy & Sober  

Sassy & Sober  

My Free Skincare Product

I’m always being asked what my skincare routine is, what products I use & how I keep my skin so healthy.  The answer is simple.  Clean eating plus water.  LOTS of water.  I carry a water bottle around all day.  I drink about a gallon a day.  I infuse it with cucumbers, lemon, berries & mint.  

Your skin is the biggest organ in your body so you must treat it from the inside out.  Just like weight loss, the change happens on the inside first then you see it on the outside.

 If you want healthy, dewy, plump, clear skin then change what you put inside your body to see it happen in your skin.  People spend mountains of money on expensive skincare products when the best one is sitting for free right in their kitchen sink.  

This is a great article on the power of water:

Why Drinking Water Is Good For Your Skin | POPSUGAR Beauty

 

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Cheers

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Earn Your Cake & Eat It Too

 I have a huge sweet tooth.  In the beginning of my weight loss journey my trainer banished all sugar & sweet treats from my diet.  He told me I was a sugar addict.  I suggested just cutting back like a true addict.  He said “NO SUGAR”.  Not even fruit or fruit juices the first 3 months.

I had to learn self control, detox & clear my mind, body & soul from my sugar addiction.  I had to stop turning to sugar to comfort me.  I had to peel off not just the layers of fat but more importantly the layers inside.  Real change happens inside first then you see it on the outside. 

After 3 months I had lost 30lbs & 30 inches off my entire body by eating paleo & exercising 6 days a week. it was my daughter’s first communion which of course required a cake. I ordered very indulgent cake plus cookies from a popular bakery.   Those were for our family & friends coming.  The non paleo people.  The people who made fun of my new found “caveman diet”.  The people who said “paleo isn’t real food” which if they had educated themselves at all would have realized paleo is only real food.  

My trainer made me my own paleo chocolate cake complete with frosting, the most important part.  He gave me 3 slices; one for me, my husband & my daughter.  He was smart.  He knew willpower was a muscle you need to exercise & that muscle wasn’t strong enough yet to handle an entire cake in my home.  He said my home needed to be my safe haven.  You can’t eat what’s not there.  So on the day of her celebration he handed me the container with 3 slices of cake.  Everyone was making fun of my “cake” actually using air quotes to describe it.

 My trainer's kind gesture got me through feeling deprived at my daughter’s special occasion & taught me I can actually be satiated with one slice of cake as opposed to the entire cake I used to eat.  It’s a very dense rich cake that even I am not capable of eating more than a slice in one sitting.  That slice of cake drew more attention than if Martha Stewart baked a cake.   Everyone wanted to try a bite to see what “this paleo thing was all about”.   They said “wow it actually looks good”  & “it even has frosting?”  

The same people who had inquired if I was getting a “real cake” were now standing there wolfing down their  diabates sugar coma inducing cake AND cookies, yet they were badgering me to try a bite of the one small slice I was allocated.  

I  told them: hire Matt, pay your dues yourself & earn this fucking piece of “cake” like I have.  

Enjoy your cake.  You fucking earned it.

 

 

 

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Paleo Frittata

Paleo is how I lost 80lbs.  My weight loss journey taught me that I don’t have to sacrifice taste to lose weight.  

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Wishing for Waffles?

Don’t let the “paleo” part turn you off!  If you didn’t see the title & just ate these you’d never even know they were “paleo”!  I trick non-paleo peeps all the time! 

On my weight loss journey I treated myself on the weekends with these waffles.  You don’t need to give up all your indulgences, just tweak them to be healthier. 

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Easy to make!

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Quick also!

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Enjoy!!!

Holiday Habits

Click on the link to see what habit Vanessa was determined to break this holiday season. 

It all started with an "I am" on December 2017

See if her "I am" became her reality on January 1st, 2018.