Weight loss frustration!

20 04 2013

These past weeks have been really good for me.

I’ve written in the past about the three week mark, where I’ve noticed many clients coming in full steam and then giving up around three weeks.

Three weeks is where I am in my effort to shed my divorce pounds. It’s frustrating and excruciating. I was really, really hungry earlier this week.

And the results are not all that visible. The best thing is that I have my strength back in the gym–it was terrifying to lose and when I began I was really worried that I wouldn’t be able to get it back–after all I have passed the magic age of 50 (and got an AARP card in the mail!) and by all accounts I am way past my prime. But anyway, so I don’t ramble too far, it’s clear I am going to be just as strong as I was. (I so enjoy the faces of the bodybuilders when they see me deadlifting 150 pounds!)

scale, how I hate you!

scale, how I hate you!

That’s given me some comfort, but I’m still not fitting into my clothes. And the scale has moved one lousy pound. (I remind myself–the scale does not reflect what’s really happening!)

Now’s the time when I am tested. It’s really a question of faith, belief in something I can’t see but I know it’s there. The second time around, for me, it’s easier, because I know what works. The first time was really hard because I didn’t know what, exactly, was going to work, and what the result was really going to be.  Healthier, sure, but what I would LOOK like, and FEEL like, which was an amazing surprise.

Now I remember how tough it is, which I had really forgotten, kind of like labor pains are forgotten when you have a cute toddler and you are thinking of having a second.

But it’s out of this discomfort that great things are born. When we make a decision to change in anything, whether physical, mental, emotional, or our circumstances, there is a time between the deciding and the accomplishment which can be painful if we view it the wrong way. Building a business, building a good relationship, whatever is worth something takes time and it takes commitment.

I’m learning to not be in so much pain in these in-between places. To put one foot in front of the other, to enjoy the process instead of just being fixed on the destination. There’s grace in it, if we choose to see it, and we can be happy that we are a little better today then we were yesterday. To know that is real, and true, and important, is the test.

Today, I’m happy that I am learning again just how hard the body transformation time is. I’m happy that I am stronger and more coordinated than just a few weeks ago. I’m happy that my body has built back some of the muscle I lost and that I am laying the foundation for my total recovery. I’m happy my knees don’t hurt despite the fact that they both have arthritis. And I am so grateful that I am able to make this journey once again in health and greater peace of mind.

And if I can stay in that place, one of gratitude, I know that it will pay off.

 

And just so you know, here’s what I’m doing:

2 or three weightlifting sessions at the gym

walking the dogs a minimum of 20 minutes per day

daily stretching and foam rolling

one hike a week minimum

1400/calories a day (I’ll be posting on diet next week)

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Aargh…..Lisa comes clean!

7 04 2013

Well, here we are folks.

I am going to come clean on what’s up with me. I am 15 pounds over my favorite weight.

It’s embarrassing, awful, just downright frustrating. Those of you who know me, have an idea of the last year of my life. A lot has happened. A lousy, messed up divorce. A lousy, messed up knee (torn meniscus for those who like details.) I was emotional, sad, in pain, and just all-around In It.

So, here I am, very uncomfortable, not fitting into my clothes and feeling very sheepish. Now, don’t get me wrong. I wear a size six. That’s a size smaller than What I Believed Was My Perfect Size until I was 48 years old. Yes, my whole overweight life I thought I was going for a size 8, and when I hit a 2 back in September of 2011, I was totally blown away. I was not a “large boned” person as I had led myself to believe for years.

Now, I don’t know whether I will really hit a 2 again. I’d be happy to be back in my 4′s to be honest. In September, 2011, it was the thick of the Messy Divorce and I didn’t have a lot of muscle mass. Mainly, I want to feel good again in my clothes and I will take whatever size I end up.  I was in the low 20′s in bodyfat at that time, so that’s what I’ll shoot for.

So I will not whine about how fat I am–I work with many women who would be happy to be my size–but I will say that I need to be healthy and lean and look good again. It’s all relative. If I wasn’t a trainer, I would probably be ok with it–but there’s nothing I hate worse than a hypocrite and I’m kind of walking a fine line here.

How’d this happen? Well, I will blame stress, of course–allowing myself to indulge too often. I’m not into spartan eating, I believe in enjoying my food–but I was hitting the ice cream several times a week instead of once on the weekends. I couldn’t do my normal DogWalking because of my knee, and I was feeling sorry for myself so I didn’t hit the gym the way I used to.

Last month, I finally healed my knee with the help of an Osteopath (the acupuncture, chiropractor, and physical therapist couldn’t help) and returned to the gym. I was shocked and scared at how weak and uncoordinated I had become. It really, really slammed me in the gut.  At 50 years old, I even entertained the notion that I couldn’t ever get back in shape the way I had been.

But I decided to cut the crap and do what I could. And now, I’m feeling much better, much stronger, much more coordinated. Not 100%, but it’s clear that my age is not going to be a barrier. I don’t think I could have come clean like this a month or two ago–it was too scary to not be able to move well. I felt feeble and um….old.

But I walked my talk, did my stretching and weight work, and now I feel great. Oddly, I have just begun to notice how much fat I have around my stomach, even though I have had this extra weight for nearly a year. Being out of the gym allows me to ignore it and pretend it doesn’t exist. This is so humbling, and I am taking as a great lesson….it’s so easy to forget, and when I lose touch with my clients in in forgetting how horribly frustrating it is to be overweight I am less of a trainer. I think that was beginning to happen, and I accept this challenge as another opportunity to grow and be better at what I do.

So, I am coming clean and letting you in on my private battle. I will be logging periodically, so you get a sense of my workouts and food, and I hope it is helpful to those of you who need to do some body modification yourselves. I’ve been very hesitant to be open about my own problem, but I have decided that I can stand the humiliation of exposing myself  better than the humiliation of being a hypocrite, which is kind of what I feel like right now. I will say that one of the greatest lessons of the last year is that it’s ok that I’m not perfect, It’s ok to be human and have problems, because everyone does. My goal is just to get a little better every day. I do know what to do, unlike the last time I faced this battle, so hopefully I can teach a little bit along the way.





Reflections on Turning 50

6 11 2012

I turned 50 last month.

It hardly seems possible. I remember being a wild teenager and thinking I wouldn’t live past 40. Remember thinking as a child toward the year 2000, calculating my age and thinking, “oh, I’ll be old by then.”

Lisa at 16

I don’t feel much different inside. When I heard older people saying that years ago I thought it was ridiculous. And, you know those cheesy sayings that seemed so trite when we were young? Wow, there is a lot of wisdom there.

Six years ago, at the age of 44, I was desperately unhappy. I was 50 pounds overweight and it seemed like there was just no way to fix all of the ways my life was wrong. Despite the fact that I had three beautiful children and lots of accomplishments, I felt that I had lost my way.

Lisa at 44

One major thing I knew was that I had to get into shape. After suffering from chronic illness for 20 years and barely surviving the treatment that cured me, I felt like an old person.  I had trouble getting out of chairs and had unremitting back and neck pain.   I  knew from deep inside that I had to do something. So I started lifting weights.

I had always been disconnected from my body. At least, since elementary school when I was taught to be ashamed of it in competition. The teasing of the athletic kids caused me to lose the joy I had felt in moving my body as a small child.  So I focused on my mind, which was easy because I was smart.

Problem was, I it became ALL about my mind. And I rejected my spirit. Thought it was irrational. And made choices based on rationality instead of my gut instinct.

Got me into all sorts of trouble.  Trouble that, at age 44, became so tangled up and scary and painful that I didn’t know where to turn.

So lifting weights somehow grounded me. It allowed me to love my body’s strength and even the way it looked. It became the meditation that quieted my mind and allowed me to just BE.

And, slowly, over the last six years,somehow my mind has connected with my body and I have learned to listen to my inner voice. To trust it. To distinguish my inner voice from my inner committee (which can get very noisy and obnoxious).

It’s taken a damn lot of work. Physically. Emotionally. Spiritually.

And every time I think I’ve got it down, I find another hurdle. Kind of like fitness. When I was unfit, I thought of being fit as being a goal that I would reach and then be done. I didn’t realize that fitness is a decision made every day. I’ve come to realize that growth of any kind is a decision made every day.

Sometimes I get tired. I want to  stop fighting and stop this damn growing business. It’s too hard.

But then, I realize, that’s what life IS. A constant process of growing and learning and becoming. And now I take joy in each new challenge, see it as an opportunity to grow–in fact an indication of where I need to grow–instead of some catastrophic problem.

So, today, my message today, to my clients,my friends, my children,  to myself, is to be gentle. Gentle especially to ourselves, when we get impatient that we’re  not doing it right,not doing it fast enough, not doing it perfectly.

I have learned that I only have today. It doesn’t help to project into some unknown future.  Or to beat myself up because of whatever I believed was a mistake in the past.

I can be human, I make mistakes, but I learn from them. I get better every day. or at least every week. When I look back on the last six years, a miracle has taken place. I am a completely different person, one closer to my idea of myself, of being true to my spirit. And it’s happened, not as I wished it to in impatience, but as a process of putting one foot in front of the other, sometimes stopping to think or work something through, but continually going forward, as slow and as hopeless as it has seemed. And ironically, the spirituality that I could never find with my mind has come to me through connecting with my body.

I think the journey I’ve been on is the reason I’ve been so successful with my clients; teaching them to move their bodies, to gain the strength and grace that I see in them, is way more than just getting them in shape. It’s helping them to connect with their true selves, to take the time to get away from their kids and jobs and busy lives, and just be. So many of my clients are always doing for everyone else, running around frazzled because they think that somehow sacrificing themselves is what will make them happy and fulfilled. That was me, 6 short years ago.

I’ve thought a lot about what success means to me–it’s not money, or things, or a big house. I’ve realized, that the best measure I could have is to ask myself if the child I was, the child who was before all of my crazy conditioning came in, would be proud of who I am today.

Six years ago, I think that child would have been sad to see what had happened.

But not today. That child is me, that child has learned to listen and to be true to the myself.

Lisa at 5 with her father, John Chambless

And that’s all I can do. Learn to listen, learn to follow what I know is right, deep in my gut. That’s all I can ask for. Today, I stay true to that child whose spirit is pure and innocent.  Turning 50 is not the big traumatic event it could be, for me. I am finally happy in my skin, peaceful in a way I never was in my 20s, 30s, or 40s. I’m back to the happy child, full of optimism and enthusiastic about what new adventure is next.  I’m entering the second half of my life with joy and a sense of faith because I have learned to be true to myself. And my life has become about teaching that joy that I have discovered. Turning 50 is the most exciting thing that has ever happened to me…yet!





Fall Skinny Jeans Challenge!

4 09 2012

We all had a nice summer but maybe we indulged a little too much and we’ve got a little muffin top going. Well, we all want to look amazing for the Holiday outfits this year, so we’re starting a Skinny Jeans Challenge on September 15!

Get into those skinny jeans!

Why Skinny Jeans instead of the scale? Because how our clothes fit and feel is WAY more important than our scale weight.  A great example is my experience–in May, 2009, I weighed 137 and wore a size 6.  In May, 2011, I weighed 137 and wore a size 2! (And it wasn’t just a difference brand of jeans, ha ha.)

The difference was muscle, and consistent training. My bodyfat percentage during that time went from about 27% to about 21%.  That means I lost over 8 pounds of fat and gained over 8 pounds of lean mass! My body looked totally different–and so much better. I went from frumpy to hot and the scale did not change one bit.

Our Skinny Jeans Challenge will cost $25 for Group Training Clients and it’s free for our One-on-One clients.  You get an Accountability Journal, Full Meal Plan, Tricks and Tips for Fat Loss, EMail support from Lisa, and the support that comes from working alongside others with a BIG GOAL!

We’ll be doing bodyfat and baseline testing  in the next couple of weeks, but the main job you have is to grab a pair of jeans one or two sizes down and make a commitment to getting rid of that muffin top for once and for all!

Give me a call today or let your instructor know that you WANT TO GET INTO THOSE SKINNY JEANS!





Getting Strong!

16 04 2012

I have had the pleasure of working with an extraordinary woman for over two years now. During that period of time, she has lost 140 pounds (disclaimer: she had a lap-band procedure) and has undergone a mind-boggling transformation.  She simply does not look like the same person. When she arrived at her 40th Birthday Celebration the other night, heads turned as she walked into the room–she is radiant and beautiful.

I had expected a large party, but there were only six women there–I felt honored that she had included me in the group with her closest friends. At the end of the dinner, he gave a short speech in which she thanked the women around the table for their roles in her life. As her trainer, I expected her to say something about her fat loss or her body transformation. But instead–she said, “Thank you to Lisa–she taught me to be strong.”

Tears immediately came to my eyes. Because, you see, that is exactly what I learned in my own body transformation. In the end, it wasn’t about losing weight or looking better, although that was certainly a welcome side-effect.
Spring Blossoms

Training has made me strong.  Working every day toward a goal over three years, coming into my body and working over time and effecting a huge change changed everything about my life. I learned that good things, important things, take time, and the strength to persevere.

One of the most important parts of that work has been using weights.  I love free weights–I took to them immediately when I started lifting seriously nearly six years ago, at 43 years of age.  I love how they change the shape and texture of my body. I love how they transform me from the inside out. I love how they take the bodies of women who lose massive amounts of weight back to normal, without the stigma of hanging skin.  I love how they improve my health in myriad ways.

But most of all I love the way they make me feel. Powerful.  Beautiful.  Alive.  In charge of my destiny….Strong.

That’s why I introduce weights to the girls in my Young Women’s Group right away. Because if I had felt that way as a teenager and a young adult, I could have felt this strength and power early, who knows what I would have done. That’s why I use them with morbidly obese women, older frail women, with every one of my clients–because that feeling of power and control over oneself will change your life.

Thank you my dear client, for reminding me of why  I do what I do





Pampering is not a Luxury

6 01 2012

Many of my clients are driven career women or moms who are equally driven.  The most committed, impassioned, and interesting of them often have the same problem—a seeming inability to lose weight.  Recently a friend of mine posted on Facebook that she guilt she feels from a pedicure is not worth it to her.

 

The fact is that stress relief is not a luxury.  “Pampering”, taking time for oneself is absolutely essential to get yourself out of the “gogogo” style of living. We become disconnected from ourselves by constantly rushing around. Women are biologically driven to take care of others and not ourselves…but the fact is that if we don’t take care of ourselves we can’t take care of others.

 

Stress hormones are funny things. When the body is under stress, we produce a number of hormones, the most damaging of which is cortisol.  Thinking of it from an evolutionary standpoint, this hormone (with adrenaline and others) is produced when there is a threat.  Thousands of years ago, these hormones are the ones that allow us to run away from predators, run after our dinner (game), or lift a big log off of our child.  The physical exertion dissipates the hormones, and our system is returned to normal.

In our modern world, stress hormones build up. We sit at our desks, meeting deadlines, fuming over our bosses, worrying about our families….and continue sitting. The hormones build up and do not dissipate—one of the markers of high cortisol is the “belly fat” that has become the stuff of infomercials in the last few years.  This fat is particularly dangerous and has been linked to diabetes and cardiovascular problems, and it’s also particularly unattractive!

 

From the Mayo Clinic:

Cortisol, the primary stress hormone, increases sugars (glucose) in the bloodstream, enhances your brain’s use of glucose and increases the availability of substances that repair tissues.

Cortisol also curbs functions that would be nonessential or detrimental in a fight-or-flight situation. It alters immune system responses and suppresses the digestive system, the reproductive system and growth processes. This complex natural alarm system also communicates with regions of your brain that control mood, motivation and fear.

Exercise is one way to dissipate hormones and regulate our systems, but it isn’t enough—regular “pampering” is absolutely necessary to allow our bodies to relax and to work properly.  That great feeling you have coming out of a massage is our bodies re-regulating.

 

Many cultures, particularly in the East, understand this idea and that’s why, in Chinese communities, massage is so prevalent. When I drive down some streets in San Gabriel, every other storefront offers $15 massages.  The Chinese understand that it’s therapy for the body, not some fluffy indulgence.

I advocate regular massages, enjoyable outdoor exercise, hot tubs, long baths, and stretching and foam rolling to all of my clients, but especially the very stressed.  I find these simple releases allow their bodies to become truly healthy.  Clients who fit these activities into their schedules progress twice as fast as those who don’t.

 

So take that bath, luxuriate in the hot tub, do your foam rolling and stretching. It is not pampering, it’s a necessity.





Don’t be a Person of Walmart!

12 10 2011

You know the look of middle age. Sloped shoulders, protruding belly, flat butt. Many examples of this can be seen on the irreverent People of Walmart site.

It’s funny, but also sad…that woman isn’t even particularly old. Probably, most people think it’s a genetic issue but it is in fact a collection of dysfunctions I like to call “cubicle syndrome”…an affliction of Western Civilization.

What’s happening? Most often, it’s simply being sedentary and sitting a lot. From an evolutionary standpoint, sitting is very unnatural. We used to squat, run, stand, sit cross-legged, climb… very seldom would early humans sit. It’s something that’s only occurred in the last few hundred years. But we sit all the time now.  In the car. At the desk. In front of the TV. Playing video games. Sitting, sitting, sitting… it’s not good for your body at all!

like father, like daughter

What happens is that the muscles in the front of the body, especially the shoulders and chest along with the hip flexors, become very short and tight.

The postural muscles in the back, including those between the shoulder blades, become very stretched out and lose tone.  As a result, the core becomes nonfunctional.  The abs become very weak, the glutes are no longer used, and then you get a cascade of dysfunction that results in not just extremely unattractive posture, but back pain, neck pain, and often headaches. There’s actually a technical name for that terrible flat butt look—“Gluteal Amnesia”.  My clients laugh when I say that but I swear it is a real term.

Me in 2006

That’s the bad news. The good news is that it is reversible. Five years ago, I had that very posture (in part because my mom always told me to stand up straight and I was being contrary).  After a lot of intensive work, not only did I get rid of the terrible posture, but a friend who hadn’t seen me since I was a teenager told me that my body looks better now than it did then!

Five years later

A program of stretching, soft tissue work such as foam rolling or massage, plus competent strength training absolutely can reverse this malady.  I have seen it in my clients over and over, and my program has worked wonders not only to improve appearance but to remedy the back pain that too many people believe is simply old age.

Over the next few months,  I’ll continue the discussion with work that you can do at home, but as always, call me for a consultation today or, if you’re out of area, consult a local Functional Movement Specialist.  It’s never too late…I’ve worked with people in their 70′s and have yet to find anyone who can’t significantly improve.

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