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So What Does My Fitness Journey Look Like Now?

In my last post I shot rocket launchers at Beachbody. I have reviewed that post, and I meant every word written. But one positive thing that came out of my Beachbody experience is that it gave me even more insight into what works for me in my fitness journey. Facts: I am not 25 years old. I will, actually, be 48 years old this August. There are things a 48 year old body should not be trying to do like a 25 year old body. Just because you can do something doesn't mean you should. Don't try to fix what ain't broke. And what this all means is that doing heavy lifting and harsh movements on my body was not wise and even caused some injuries that might be more than long term. I have a jacked up calf muscle and wrist all because I was making my body do things it really didn't need to do. I proved that I could do all of the workouts, but that doesn't mean all of the workouts were what was best for my body. When I looked back over the past five or so years and
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Why I Abandoned Beachbody

Photo Credit My workout journey has been topsy turvy over the past few years. I have gone to early morning classes at the Y or other local gym, done home workouts either with television shows or dvds or off the internet, run outside, run on the treadmill, and ridden my bike. In November of 2017, against my better judgment, I allowed a Beachbody coach (who turns out had stalked me on Instagram for the sole purpose of signing me onto her "team") to talk me into signing up to be a coach. For several months, for my own accountability, I had been posting my workouts on Instagram. That is where she found me. I hate direct sales. I hate pyramid schemes. I always SWORE I would not do it. But, she made it sound great and, hey, I would be helping people get fit! If only that was the true intent behind Beachbody. They can say it is all they want, but what they really want is to make money. And you need to know that. And you need to know that you are only a dollar sign. And you nee

A New Year, the Same Me

Happy 2019! It is that day of the year where everybody is up extra early starting their new exercise routine, eating only healthy foods, cracking open the pages of a new planner and Bible study, and debuting their Word for the year. You chuckle or roll your eyes, but you are doing at least three of these things. By the way, so am I. So let's start with the Word of the Year. Mine this year is Lagom. It's the Swedish word for "not too little, not too much, just right". It's a concept of being, doing or having just enough. So let's rewind to last New Year's Day. My Word was Might. And that's how I planned to tackle my year. And, I did. I worked out hard, I mommed hard, I traveled hard, I worked hard. And it was a good season. It prepared the way for this year. I accepted the Challenge I set for myself and succeeded. But, I don't need to keep up that pace. I am at a place in my life where I can kind of sit back and enjoy my life without f


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Wednesday Hodgepodge

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