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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Date Night

New twist on date night.  Date night doesn’t have to be dinner & drinks or even at night.  This couple has 5:30 a.m. date training sessions.  Click on the link to get a sneak peek: 

 https://www.facebook.com/denny.ceizyk/videos/724638317690141/

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Couples who plank together stay together.

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Saturday morning date with my hubby 

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Lifting the weight of the world off our shoulders!

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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.   

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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I Choose...

I love when clients reach this point in their journey...

Just Get to the Starting Line

When I weighed 226lbs my trainer would run around the building with me.  

After I lost about 50lbs he would send me out to run alone.  I asked him why he didn’t run with me anymore & he said “I ran with you in the beginning because I wasn’t sure you’d make it around the building even once”.

 I felt like I would die running around that building when I was that heavy.  He would say “Just start & before you know it you will be finished”. 

But even after I lost weight, running was still a struggle for me.  I’d get out of breath quick, and after 3 minutes I wanted to quit. 

When my sis-in-law, a seasoned marathon runner, asked me to do a half marathon with her, for some odd reason,which is still unclear to me to this day, I said “ok”!  

So the training began.  Running 3-4 times a week with someone who is faster & more seasoned than me was frustrating & hurt my ego at times.  

I kept at the training because I didn’t want to die running 13.1 miles.  It scared the shit of me—13.1 miles is a lot more than the laps I had been running around the building.

 Up to that point I’d only run a mile at most. 

I pushed through even when I didn’t want to get up at 4:30 a.m. before the Tucson summer heat kicked in.  A friend even told me I wasn’t built for running & I was too old to run my first half marathon.  

 I was determined to get myself to the starting line.  Yes that’s right, the STARTING line not the finishing line.  

I realized it’s much harder to get myself to the starting line; once the starting gun went off I’d knew I’d finish.  For me the victory was not in finishing the race but actually starting the race.  

 I was begging God the night before to give me food poisoning or a broken toe or anything that would prevent me from getting to that starting line.  Instead he gave me the gift of facing my fear & running right through it.   

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In training even on vacation on our 25th Anniversary.  I fell down, got a little hurt but picked myself off & still ran back to our hotel.  

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I made it.  The starting line.  Facing my fear head on.   

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First 5k

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My daughter would run with me on days I needed an extra push. 

My first & only 11 mile run along the Hudson River on vacation.  The night before I was at a scotch bar but I still got up & trained.  I was dedicated to not dying the day of the half marathon.  My fear was my biggest motivator. 

 

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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Filthy Fifty

My trainer, Matt Enriquez, gave this workout to me during my 80lb weight loss journey.  Now I’m paying it forward : )

Modify by not using weights for the step backs, jumping lunges & high knee presses.  Just do lunges instead of jumping lunges.  Squats instead of goblet squats.  For the squats be sure your weight is on the heels & push butt back like you are peeing in the woods!

 Step backs make sure knee stays in alignment with ankle not over the toe!  

Make sure you thrust your hips forward aggressively during the swings  & squeeze your butt tight.  

Lunges keep the knee aligned with ankle.

 Pelvic thrust make sure you squeeze your butt tight on way up & pause at the top.  

Enjoy!  

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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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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!!!

Destinations

Destinations are where we begin again... 

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Raw & Real

Raw & real entry from my personal diary during my two year transformation journey of shedding 80lbs & finally finding myself again.   

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Muffins!

I gave up muffins while shedding 80lbs but now they are back in my life thanks to this delish product!  

20g  of protein in a muffin?!  

Come in several flavors but this one is my favorite!   

Enjoy your post workout muffin!   

 

 

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My New Gym

The last 20lbs I lost melted off in the great outdoors. 

The last few bitches I like to call them.  I would meet my trainer in cold weather, scorching hot weather, rain, didn't matter I was there to train. 

Anyone can train in the comfort of a climate controlled gym.  If you really want to condition your body train outdoors. 

You will naturally work on balance navigating uneven terrain. 

You will work with resistance, running against the wind.

Your cardiovascular system will get a workout battling the elements of weather. 

You will work on agility dodging dogs, dog poop & people. 

There are stairs you can climb to lift your booty.  Benches you can do dips off of & step ups on.

My own coach in Arizona, Andrea Atkins, recently reminded me of this. I was complaining that I don't have a gym here in NYC yet.  She replied "A gym? You don't need a gym!  Create your own.  Use the great outdooors as your playground AKA gym."

Thanks Coach!  Even from afar you are motivating me 😘