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JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 296 :: blissful gym

27 Oct

Today’s bliss…. sore muscles.

That’s right, Gym. We’re back and in action. At least for the time being, until I get bored with the stair stepper and move on to a yoga class… but for now, hello Gym! It’s good to be back.

My back would also like to say thank you. And youch!
But it hurts so good.
Almost blissful.

More tomorrow.
{what are you saying hello to?}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 58 :: exposing what’s broken

27 Feb
I made it to and through two yoga classes. Small feat. Two HOT yoga classes in one week. It’s not easy for me, mind you, these muscles are being stretched beyond their limits. I have yet to chataranga and I have never seen my legs shake so violently through yoga pants before, to the point of convulsion.

It’s tough to be this out of shape. It’s hard to look at my shaking thighs and try to remember what they used to look like, what they used to feel like, what they used to be able to do.

So tonight when the instructor said, “Pay attention to what hurts. It has to be exposed before you can fix it,” I had to take a pause.

It’s so true. I can’t fix what’s broken if I don’t know it has broke, or is tired, or out of shape, or shaking so hard the room thought there was a west coast earthquake hitting the gym floor.

Sometimes it feels so not very fair. Having spent so much time taking care of my head, heart, body and soul, getting in great shape only to have three surgeries bring me down. Sometimes it feels like looking up at a mountain, one where I almost made it to the top and then tumbled my way down to the bottom.

And then other times, someone says something that makes me take pause and feel again that I am exactly where I am supposed to be. Listening to my body.

“Pay attention to what hurts. It has to be exposed before you can fix it.”

More tomorrow.

  {what are you paying attention to?}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 323 :: the gym is calling, the gym is calling

21 Nov

Peak performance moment today:  I went back to the gym.

It’s been months. MONTHS! When I checked in at the gym the guy at the front desk confirmed that it’s been exactly 120 days. ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY DAYS! Since I have been to the gym.

That’s hardly peak performance.

I will console myself with the fact that I had a surgery in the middle of that and I have been going to private Pilate classes for physical therapy… but still.  120 days. Ouch!

I will admit, it did feel good to go to the gym.

As I sat in the sauna I counted in my head all the things I have done in the past 120 days.
– surgery
– wrote 120 blog posts
– travelled around the country and back again
– saw Oprah
– went to the Bridge School Festival with a myriad of rock stars (go Flo!)
– raised my Pilates plank from 30 seconds to a 85 seconds (no small feat)

It’s a good reminder to me to not get so upset for not going to the gym.

Because a lot can happen when you don’t go to the gym.
And still… it’s good to be back.

More tomorrow. 


 {what do you want to get back to?}

2014 BLOG – DAY 53 :: back in the saddle

22 Feb

How is your weekend going so far?
I hope well with a little “wow” added in there too.

Tonight I had a slight “woah” at the gym.

First, let me just say that I am pretty proud of myself for making it to the gym on a Saturday night. I mean, really, there are so many weekend distractions.

Somehow I schlepped to my car and drove the 2.7 miles to the gym, without perspiring. I don’t know why, but I was tired, so just making it through the front doors of the gym felt like an Olympic moment. You can hand over the gold medal now, please.

Once inside the gym I opted for the Elliptical machine in the “women’s only” area. “I paced myself to the Pandora radio station pouring through my iPhone headset. Yes, yes, I am “Titanium” thank you very much David Guetta.

I belted the lyrics inside my head  so no one else could hear, until I noticed something out of the corner of my eye.

A seat of sorts. Like a saddle.

I had never seen anything like it before.

So I sat on it, placing my feet in the stirrups and pushed the “on” button. It was EXACTLY like riding a horse. Back and forth, side to side, front to back.

You could even choose your speed. So faster, faster, faster I went as fast as the horse could go. I considered holding on with one hand up in the air and then stopped myself. Whoa nelly. What if I fell off?

Luckily, the “women’s only” section of the gym was empty. There was just one other woman there and she was totally concentrating on her treadmill routine. Or maybe she was pretending not to watch me ride the bucking bronco. I don’t know, I was too embarrassed to look up. Or maybe I was having too much fun?

One thing is for sure: I now live on the west coast. We didn’t have gym equipment like this in Boston. At least not in the gyms where I have been.

I suppose I will wake up in the morning with “riders back” or a bruised leg from the stirrup. At least I’m keeping my promise of peak performance and making it all the way to the gym.

Even if I had to stop at the Rodeo.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore {fearless}

{how is your weekend so far?}

2014 BLOG – DAY 49 :: drinking hearts

18 Feb

I think I spent too much time in the sauna. I intended to stay inside for fifteen minutes but it felt so warm and so cozy (albeit dripping, sweaty wet) that I stayed too long.

Like almost a half an hour.

When I finally left the sauna I stopped at the water fountain to replenish my body.

There was a heart.
In the water fountain.  

Maybe it was a reminder to take care of my body.
Maybe it was just a natural occurrence, two beads of water melded together into a heart-shaped drop of water.

Or maybe it was a reminder to drink more water.
For my heart.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore {fearless}

{what is your heart telling you?}

2014 BLOG – DAY 48 :: peak performance: multi-tasking

17 Feb

I had an aha moment at the gym tonight. It was a multitasking moment of glory.

I realized I could watch the latest episode of Downton Abbey on my iphone while I was on the treadmill.

Brilliant use of time management!
And I don’t know why it took me this long to figure that out.  But I know it keeps me on the treadmill longer and that has to lead to peak performance.


More tomorrow.
Lovemore {fearless}

{what do you watch when you workout?}

2014 BLOG – DAY 15 :: the green balloon and a gym

15 Jan

I did something today I haven’t done in years. 

We joined a gym. One. Year. Commitment.

Why is this remarkable? Well, we haven’t lived in one place for one entire year for the past five years. Twelve. Months. 365. Days.

We haven’t been around long enough in one town to struggle to get off the couch to remember to go to a gym where we pay dues in order to work out, swim, lift weights, take group classes, sweat, what have you…

Really, it’s been that long. 
So today when our membership counselor took out a piece of paper and asked us to write down the reason why we were joining a gym and then he tied it to the end of a string attached to a green ballon, I was amazed.

Not so much because it’s a great marketing ploy. (It is.) And not so much because it’s a great moment to break old habits and commit to new (peak performance!) ones. (Also good.)

No. As the green balloon left our fingers and we released it to the sky above with a promise attached, I was more amazed at the commitment we are making to one town on one coast.

For 365 days.
Hopefully all of these days add up to rock hard abs, bulging biceps, totally toned quads and buns of steel.

If not, I take solace in the fact that we’ve already made huge leaps and bounds by staying in one place long enough to join a gym and let a green ballon fly.

What balloons will you fly this year?

More tomorrow.
Lovemore {fearless}

{what balloons will you fly this year?}
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