Earn Your Steps

I love me a good FitBit challenge.  If you can recall, a month or so ago I had to opt out of some challenges as I was getting a little burnt out with working, teaching and participating in classes, training, hiking, and trying to be numero uno in all the challenges I accepted. But, that being said, I do love the challenges.

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Via FitBit

The great thing about FitBit challenges, I find, is that they keep me motivated (not that I need any motivation when it comes to fitness).  But, sometimes I’ll be sedentary for too long at work or if I’m enamored in a great book and I look forward to that FitBit alert to give me the little nudge I need to get off my butt and do something.

That’s the thing with these challenges though…you have to do something.  Unfortunately, there are people who are more caught up with winning the challenge that they’re resorting to cheating (and yes – walking around your living room is getting your steps in, but seriously, are you actually earning your steps? No!) just to take over first place.  Funny thing about that is a) you’re making me work harder, that’s for sure…and if I’ve earned second place, I’m okay with that  b) If you’re resorting to cheating in any form to win a freakin’ FitBit step challenge, more than likely I can out-lift you, out-run you, and out-burpee you any darn day of the week.

What’s totally awesome about the step challenges is that it can bring a small community of people together to work harder at their health and push each other to strive for their best.  I’ve made some friends via FitBit challenges and we’ve helped each other step up (pun!) our game.

FitBitters

FitBit Besties….

So, if you’re one of those people who somehow manage to get 6,000 steps at 10 minutes to midnight by roaming around your living room (or any other measure of cheating), think about it next time why you’re doing what you’re doing.  Is it to be in first place?  Is it to have bragging rights?  (<- If that’s the case then maybe you should review your life and find out what’s missing in it.)  And instead of being a jerk and cheating your way to first place, you should focus your energies on earning your steps and motivating yourself so that you can win first place.  Earn it people.  Own it!

~FB

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Be A Warrior

Today is Monday.  Today is a new day.  It’s the start of a new week.  It could be a start to a new beginning.

Warrior

Put aside any fears you may have when it comes to yourself and starting a workout program.  Forget about any idealistic crap that may have been perpetuated by others about what you should do/be/look like.  Stop worrying about what others may think of you or if you’ll look silly.  Become your own Fit Warrior.

Become the inspiration to yourself and others.

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He/She/We/Us/ALL!

You may struggle. You may full.  You may hurt.  (God knows you will hurt!)  You will earn it.

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Today is Monday.  Today can be the first day of your new life.

BE A WARRIOR.

~Fit Bitch

Positivity

Positivity

I saw this little quote today and instantly loved it.  And it’s very fitting tonight.

I taught my boot camp class tonight.  It was a small class, however, I had a newbie.  A first-timer.  She did great!  She kept the sarcasm coming (which I adored), she modified when she needed to, and she kicked butt!

At first, though, she made a few small comments about how she shouldn’t be standing by this person and shouldn’t be looking at that person because she felt she was way behind.  Maybe it was the self-consciousness talking, maybe it was fear of feeling inadequate, maybe she was just being an arse.  But I had to stop her.  I told her not to let herself take away from what she was accomplishing, she was there and she was doing a great job and she should own it.

From then on she accepted it.  She was positive and she we all had a great workout.  She hung onto that positivity and I expect to see her again at the next class.

When I got home and was getting ready to jump in the shower, I caught a glimpse of myself in the hall mirror, half clothed.  I don’t normally admire myself but tonight I was caught off-guard and what I saw was “Damn, I look pretty good!”  It felt good to own that moment and see the positive in my appearance instead of gagging over my arm skin or thighs or tummy.  I’m liking the positivity today.

I try to have a positive outlook as often as possible.  Sometimes I can be a nagging Nelly or a freakish bitch, but honestly, these days I can see what matters and what doesn’t.  I’m finding the positive in each encounter.  I’m embracing it all.  I’m owing it.  You should too.

Stay light, stay positive.

~FB

 

 

 

 

 

 

Do What You Gotta!

I saw this in my Facebook feed yesterday:

Tread Walking

And although I *sorta* get what the guy who posted it was saying (he’s a trainer and a huge gym rat), I also took a little offence to it.

Everyone has to start somewhere.

If it’s you’re new to the gym then, hell yeah, go for a walk.  You’ll get no dis from me. If you’re sick, injured, recovering from an injury or illness, or are older – then enjoy your treadmill stroll!

We need to get out of the mindset that being at the gym is a person-to-person competition.  (We also kinda need to get out of the mindset of competing with ourselves.)  The main purpose of going to a gym is to get fit and healthy.  If taking a walk on the treadmill is part of your fitness routine, then it’s no one else’s business to comment, judge, or talk smack.

We have all been to the gym for the first time.  We have all had to start somewhere.  There was a time when I stepped onto a treadmill for the first time.  And more than likely, I didn’t start off running.

And remember when I told you about my mom and her bad knees?   (https://nsfitbitch.wordpress.com/2015/05/03/mom-spiration/)  I would throw a damn fit if she even attempted to run on the treadmill.  I would be super supportive ONLY of her walking.

Be proud of any changes you make, any goals you hit, and all accomplishments.   You’re doing great!  #Ownit !

~FB

 

Evolution

I don’t normally do this.  1) Because it’s embarrassing, and 2) Because I don’t want to be *that* person who feels the need to flaunt things.  That being said, do not read me wrong, I am very proud of how far I’ve come in my weight loss journey and healthier lifestyle, and I do not ever want to take away from how darn hard I worked to get where I am.  However, *THAT* being said, I am also disappointed in myself for letting myself get to the point it was 10 years ago.

I’m doing this now because the other day one of my best friends was telling me she felt disappointed with herself because she felt she’d gained weight (although I can visibly see that she has lost weight in the last 6 weeks).  I wanted to encourage her and let her know that I am her cheerleader, and that I have been in the same position.  AND that she does not look as badly as I’m sure she thinks she does.

And so, I brought her a photo of my old self.  The self from 10 years ago – a little bit before she met me.  I showed her a photo – THE PHOTO – that literally changed my life.  The photo that I honest-to-goodness did not recognize myself in.  As in, I actually had no idea who the person in the photo was.

It’s THE PHOTO that made me, within moments, turn my life around.  THE PHOTO that prompted me to get my big butt home and start an exercise program.  THE PHOTO that started a healthier eating plan.

It’s THE PHOTO that likely saved my life.

And now, for the first time, I am sharing it with you (ack!!!):

BIGUN

There you go!!  Not my finest moment.

But I have come a long way.  I continue to work my ass off.  I continue to have goals.  Sometimes I hit them, sometimes I slide really close to them.

I still have a bit of a tummy.

Skinny butt

I still have a bit of arm junk that hates me and just.won’t.go.away.

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Maybe like my bestie I am still being too hard on myself.  I should be proud of myself.  Because, honestly, if I had not seen that photo I may not have adjusted my lifestyle.  I could have exposed myself to serious health problems or diseases.  In fact, I could be dead.

I wanted to share THAT PHOTO with you because, even tho it is humiliating for me, I wanted to prove to you that I have been there.  I didn’t take some magic bean and suddenly lose a ton (pun!) of weight; I had to work for it.  And the work paid off.

So, if you’re new to fitness, if you want to make a change, if you’re struggling, if you don’t think you can do it, if you think it’s hopeless (it’s not!!):  Hang in there.  Put the effort in and you will see results.  My transition was (thankfully) a short one.  But it does take time.  Stick with it.  You CAN do this.  ♥

AND – to my bestie, if you’re reading this:  I am proud of you.

~Fit Bitch

Arm Envy

There’s a girl in my Zumba class who I have a complete arm-crush on.

This girl is itty bitty without an ounce of fat on her little frame – and she has the most gorgeous arm muscles:  biceps, triceps, shoulders.

Look at her arms

She can also be an object of my affection.

She is always a few rows ahead of me so she’s always in view.  And there I am in the back row stalking her arms.

I have arm envy.  (I also have leg envy.  I’ve talked about that before.)

I have a very weird frame:  I’m tallish (5’6) with short legs and a long torso.  I always tease that I’m built like a football player with a wide rib cage, a narrow waist, and narrow shoulders.  I have always had thick legs and arms, and now that I’m getting older I’m working my booty off (literally) to get my limbs toned and strong.

Last night I was thinking about my strength training and I’ve decided that it’s time to increase the training and the weight at the gym.

I’ve been so dedicated to my running this last year and preparing for races that I’ve accepted that I’ve let my strength training slide a bit.  I still do it.  I just don’t do it often enough through my week.  And after I had whiplash last year I went down in weights and when I was ready I didn’t go back up enough.  So, that’s it.  I’m owning it and buckling down and am going to work at becoming my own arm envy.

~Fit Bitch

 

 

 

No Definition

No DefinitionI love this little bit of fitspiration.

From the time I was in junior high I’ve been obsessed with the number on the scale instead of with where by body is.

I still fight with those demons.  In fact, I fight with those demons to the point that I have no idea what my actual weight is.  I guestimate.  I get weighed at the doctor’s office only and even then I choose not to know the number.

I’ve worked very hard to get to where I am – both physically and mentally – and I am proud of my accomplishments in the fitness and healthy living world.  I’ve overcome my eating disorders – and for the most part, my disordered eating – but there’s still that little piece about the number that resonates in me.  *sigh*  I hope to not be battling these demons forever.

I tell my clients too that they should not focus on the number of their weight.  That, instead, they should focus on their healthy choices and fitness regime.  Ignore the BMI (because it’s really not an accurate way to measure your health anyway) and be mindful of their lifestyles.

Be proud of how far you’ve come.  Even if you’ve only lost a pound of fat or gained a pound of muscle – that’s further than where you were last week or month.  That’s something.

I am proud of where I am today compared with where I was this time last year.  Sometimes I need to remind myself about the strength within.  Sometimes I need to quiet those demons.  I’m getting there.  Are you?

#Ownit  #loveyourself

~Fit Bitch