Resting on Laurels

I remember when I stepped on the scale after three months with my trainer and saw I had lost thirty pounds.  I was ecstatic & flying high.  I walked outta that gym feeling taller, prouder than I had in years.  

I had lost THIRTY fucking pounds in  three months after going years without seeing the scale budge.

 I went to a dinner that night & my beloved bread basket came.  I thought,  ‘I just lost thirty pounds,  I can have a piece.’  Then the waitress asked if I wanted anything to drink.

 I thought for a second, then ordered a wine, I mean after all, deserved to treat myself, right?  I went on to have more bread, more wine leading to more poor decisions that weren’t in line with my goal of still having fifty more pounds to lose.  

My trainer was smart; he had me keep a food journal that he checked every time we met.  This way we could prevent me from going on a bender & waiting until the scale goes up to find out.

 His only rule was honesty.  So I was fucked & not in a good way.  I was going to have to write all this crap I just ingested in that damn food journal.  

I saw him two days later & his eyes got huge.  Then he looked at my 10-year-old-daughter, who was with me at that session & said “Hide your mother’s scale”.  He announced from that point forward, I was not allowed to weigh myself,  & when he weighed me he would not tell me the number.  

He told me I was cocky, resting on the laurels of losing 30lbs, and couldn’t be all loosey goosey with my eating.  I wouldn’t be allowed to use the scale as a partner in my indulgent crimes.

I now employ this with my clients who also rest on their laurels and use the scale as an excuse to go off the eating wagon.  I tell them “If you are cocky about all the weight you’ve lost, then I’m going to hide that damn scale, and only I will know if you’ve lost anything!” 

 

 Click on this video to hear my client who was caught resting on her laurels...

Non Scale Victory

Don’t allow an inanimate object to control your life, your day, or your mood.  

During my weight loss journey there were many victories along the way although the scale was not moving fast enough for my liking.  

In the first three months, my blood pressure normalized for the first time in 5 years.  My blood sugar stabilized & I was able to go off metformin.  My lipid panel normalized so heart disease & heart attack were no longer a concern.   

I could no longer eat the way I used to or I’d get severe heartburn, feel sluggish & cranky, especially if I skipped a workout.  

I no longer hid in pictures. I wanted to go shopping for smaller size clothes.   

My insides were healing & it was finally showing up on the outside. 

I love hearing clients like the one in this video proclaim their nonscale victories for the first time... 

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I Choose...

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

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  

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.

Destinations

Destinations are where we begin again... 

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Lead by Example

 

Even our new puppy wants to get into our training!  

Feel free to do these with your little human baby too!

When I train clients in their homes I notice most of the dogs want to get in on the action. 

I have been known to train both the dog and their owner at the same time! The question is who has better form?   

Much like children, when Mom or Dad are training it inspires all in the household to want to join in on the fun.

 If you have reluctant kids or a spouse just keep leading by example; I promise you they will eventually follow.  I have seen it over & over in my career.   

Driver's Window

My Dad is not a man of many words.  When he does speak it's usually with very carefully selected words full of depth & meaning.  

After I lost my 80lbs I went through a period where I was beating myself up over why I gained the weight in the first place.  I used to be a swimsuit model for God's sake so how could I ever have let myself get to that point?

 I was very scared of the weight coming back & kept looking back to try to make sense of it.  Old Lisa kept reappearing.  One day I told my Dad "It's as though I can see my old fat self in the rear view mirror."  

My Dad said something so profound I have to share it because it has stayed with me.  I even use it on my clients now.  He said "That's why the front window is much larger than the rear view mirror.  The rear view mirror is only to glance back every now & then.  To serve as a reminder.  The front window is for moving forward and the expansiveness of it serves as reminder of the endless possibilities that lie ahead."

Thank you Dad. XO

Training with Integrity

Misty, one of my clients, was doing proper form for bicycle crunches with hands loose behind the head & elbows wide so I had to shoot this in action!

 Elbow touches the knee each time.  It's not about speed, it's about form!  Better to perform 4 perfect reps, than 20 all sloppy setting yourself up for injury & not getting as much out of the exercise.  

Every rep counts!!!  That means if your elbow doesn't touch the knee don't count the rep!  

If you are doing a timed exercise don't stop before the timer goes off!  It might not seem like a big deal at the time, but it starts becoming a habit & over the course of months that's inches, fat & pounds you could have lost.  

Don't cheat yourself!  Act as though I'm standing over you.  If I wouldn't let you get away with it, so don't let yourself get away with it!

 It's about working out with integrity.  Doing what you are supposed to do even when I'm not watching!  

At the end Misty speeds up demonstrating how NOT to do the bicycle crunches.

Enjoy my slow motion voice...

Crossing Over

Metaphor for my life 5 years ago... 

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Five years ago this is where my life took a turn or a walk in a different direction.  

When my husband told me he didn't know when or if he was going to get another paycheck, I was a stay at home mom, & my daughter was in a private, Catholic school.  

I was determined to keep her in the school she'd been in since Pre-k.  I went into her principal's office crying, & she said "We are not losing a family like yours." She handed me a stop sign & a reflective vest, sending me out to the crosswalk.  

My daughter was horrified saying, "Did you have to take the lowliest job in the school?"

My husband laughed saying, "You aren't really going to take a job as a cross walk monitor are you?"  Other mom's also laughed at my new position.

  No comments mattered to me.  I have always been a do whatever it takes, not whatever is comfortable kind of person.  

I had been out of the workforce for 6 years of infertility treatments, then another 8 years of being a stay at home mom.

I needed the quickest route to keeping my daughter in a school that had become a family to us.

 I also knew I needed a job that had the same hours & days off as my daughter.

 Standing in that crosswalk paid exactly enough for my daughter's tuition.

The principal that hired me told me something I'll never forget.  "The crosswalk is the perfect job for you because you just lost 80lbs, transformed your entire life, and altered the course of your life so you are now literally crossing over in a new direction.  You're not able to see the other side yet, but in time you will see that this is a great blessing."  

She couldn't have been more right,  That crosswalk is where my life truly transformed and began anew. 

What makes me scream...

PLANK TO STAND

The exercise that makes me scream & cry. 

Use without weights at first then start off with 5lb Dumbbells and gradually increase weight as you feel comfortable.

 I'm using 20lb weights. When your foot lands in front be sure it lands between your hands (not in back or front). Stand up straight at the top.

Do 12 reps each leg.  Do all 12 on one leg before switching. 

 

Notice foot placement is between hands. 

Notice foot placement is between hands. 

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Then stand up straight on the supporting leg!

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Kick leg up as far as you are able.

Something Most Take for Granted...

To all of you sitting at home wishing you could simply walk a store unassisted this one is for you.

 I will never forget this inspiring BAM.  

Love you dearly Lori.  xo

10lbs in 2 Weeks! BAM!!!!!!

Diane met her goal of 10lbs in 2 weeks even though she gave herself 5 weeks to reach the goal!  

We met in the dark at 4:45 a.m. rain or shine, cold or hot...NO EXCUSES!!!!!  

One of my very first BAMs that went on to inspire other BAMs at our children's school!  

"I am a Dancer"

4 weeks post hip replacement and already walking the neighborhood!  

Lynette always had a positive tape playing in her head.

 Her "I am" from day one with me was "I am a dancer".

 All those years of dancing took a toll on her hip leading to a hip replacement.

  She never let any obstacle stop her from her getting back onto the dance floor.

 She is now gracing the dancing floor on a regular basis.  

And if I told you her age you'd NEVER believe me :)

Wall of "I am"

My 'Fit for Life" Junior High class transforming their minds.  

Speaking blessings over their futures.  

Replacing negative tapes in their heads.  

Transformations do not just happen on the scale, they happen in the mind first...ALWAYS!!!!  

Change your mind change your life.  

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If you want your children to be "fit for life" choose your words carefully.  Words shape futures.   

"I am Pain Free"

I am so grateful & honored to train this BAM!

Nora transformed her family by deciding to put on her own oxygen mask first.

 She is now leading her entire family into health & fitness one burpee at a time!

 Thank you for your kind words, Nora:

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When I decided on training with Lisa I was very skeptical. I so desperately wanted to get back in shape. I wanted to lose some weight and get toned, but honestly I was having lots of back issues and so I wasn't sure how long I could last keeping up with her workouts. It's been 8 months now and not only have I lost weight, I am seeing a difference in my body and even more amazing is that I AM PAINLESS. This journey has been transforming in many ways. It has also led me to change my whole families eating habits into a healthy lifestyle. It can be very challenging at times but Lisa has been very helpful, encouraging, and supportive thru it all. I cannot express how grateful I am for her time and patience with me. Thank you Lisa and I AM forever grateful!!!!

 

Paleo Police

Great advice... 

Great advice... 

I often wrote notes about how I was feeling in my food journal.  

I found it frustrating when my trainer would give me specific instructions on how & what to eat based on my goals then other people would criticize, question & police my food choices.   Saying things like "Oh my God you can't have fruit?? But fruit is good for you!" Or "Is THAT Paleo?"  

Here is an entry from when I was just 2 months into my weight loss journey.  I'm sure many of you can relate...

5/4/2012: 

The Paleo Police are out in full force now that I decided to change my eating/lifestyle.  

These same people who think nothing of drinking a case of beer, eating an entire pizza AND entire cheesecake in one sitting not to mention have never gotten their heart rate above resting are now asking me if I'm "supposed to be eating olives???"  

First of all Matt is not my warden, I have still have free will & I CHOOSE not to eat anything that will not get me further to my weight loss goal.  Second of all FUCK YOU...try actually changing your own lifestyle before you open your mouth about me changing mine.

What I put in my mouth is between me, my trainer & God.  

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My How

Concussion, bleeding & bruised...fell down many times during my weight loss journey but got back up EVERY SINGLE TIME.

My first session with my trainer Matt

Now that I told you my "why" I suppose I should share my "how."

On our first session my sneaky trainer, Matt, told me to read "Everyday Paleo."  I knew what was coming & I wasn't about to have this punk-ass twenty somethin tell me what I can & cannot eat.

 I read that book in one night & started Paleo on my own.  I threw out every non Paleo item in our house much to my daughter & husband's disapproval.

I basically ate nuts, (made my own trail mix, aka Lisa's crack,which Matt took away from me because apparently eating 3 bowls of trail mix does not facilitate weight loss) nut butter,olive oil, avocado, coconut oil, almond milk & coconut milk.  Any kind of protein including steak, chicken, fish, eggs, ground beef, ground turkey, roast, etc. Carbs consisted of quinoa, sweet potatoes, fruit, & veggies.

I did not count calories EVER, & still do not nor do I ever have clients count calories.  It was about listening to my body & eating when hungry stop when full.  Sounds easy right?  Not for someone who ate for literally any reason...I'm bored so I'd eat, I'm sad so I'd eat, I'm celebrating so I'd REALLY eat, etc...I was so out of touch with my hunger & body.

My trainer Matt gave me a few rules. No sugar.  Just like a true sugar addict I said, "You mean cut back right?"  He then said the most important words that I lived by for the next two years "Do exactly what I say & this will work."

I had to write down literally everything I put in my mouth into a journal... Go ahead dirty minds, make your comments. Matt would cross out certain things, then replace them with other options.  I still have all two years worth of food journals.  Yes, it took me two years to lose the 80lbs.

 I trained 3 times a week in personal sessions with Matt doing HIIT(high intensity interval training). We started off in a gym, then moved our workouts to a park in the middle of the Tucson summer of 100+ temps.  The first time I jogged around the outside of the gym, Matt came with me.  Later, he just sent me out to run on my own & I asked him why he didn't run with me anymore.  He said in the beginning he was not sureI'd make it around the building even one time.

He then wanted me to do group training two times a week, but I refused at first.  I had enough trauma from PE class growing up, & didn't care to pay money for the humiliation.

I reluctantly went to where Matt trained small groups & was the fattest girl in the session.  I felt completely out of my element, not being able to do even one sit up, & tripped over the damn jumprope during the WOD (saw that written on the white board & that alone scared the crap out of me not knowing what it meant).

Three years later, I would start my career in this field at that same gym that I was once too intimidated to even enter.

 Every Saturday I took a Pilates class that my best friend taught, the same friend who first introduced me to Matt.   One day a week was active rest, meaning a hike or walk or swim.

The less I had to lose, the harder I had to work.  The last few bitches, as I like to call them, required me to do 2 workouts per day.

Matt also changed up my eating along the way.  I stayed true to Paleo, but added in intermittent fasting, (eating in an 8 hour window only) and did Zone blocks.

Those two years now feel like a blip on the screen of my life.  While in it, though many times I wanted to quit, leave Matt, yell, cry, throw shit, pout, whine & run away.  ( I did all those at some point).  It was not easy, but so fucking worth it.

I decided, I am worth it.