So I’ve mentioned that I’d like to drop a few pounds and tone up.
I’ve certainly taken action on the workout front–adding in bootcamp classes and cross-training–but my diet still isn’t where I would need it to be to look how I want to look right now. And that’s okay with me. I’m working as hard on my health as I can while still being happy with it. It’s not worth it to me to have the perfect body but never have wine.
While I’m constantly striving to improve, I also need to remind myself how far I’ve come. In a few days, I’ll be running 19 miles over the course of 24 hours with little sleep. I’ve run that distance and longer a good handful of times, all at once, over the past few years, but if you had told me even three years ago that I’d be running a relay race with two vans full of fit healthy living bloggers, I would have laughed at you. I was beginning to train for my first real 5K. (It was technically my third, but the first one I actually trained for, and the first one after I started running for real.) I thought running more than four miles was impossible.
I put on a shirt for Tabata class this morning that was a little snugger. I noticed in class that the exercises are now a little easier to me and my core feels a little stronger. While, yeah, I want my abs to look smokin’ in a bikini, I also want to not feel like an ass when I take fitness classes with friends and feel like the weakest link. I want to run faster. I want to not experience lower back pain from my weak core–and I feel like I’m edging back closer to that.
Tight abs are sexy, but so is confidence.
…and Bob Harper. (How’s that for a segue?!)
Tonight, I attended the launch party for his book, The Skinny Rules–which is Bob’s 20 rules to staying thin.
The man is HOT in person.
And I’m excited to read his book because I’ve been on a huge health book kick lately. (Reviews to come.)
The event was at Santa Maria Novella, a home/candle store in Nolita. I’ve never been to such a wonderfully-scented event.
I’ve also never been as creepy as I was tonight with the paparazzi shots. (I wasn’t the only one.)
He was super sweet, and indulged all of us ladies a photo with him.
I also got a one-on-one photo with him. I call that look in my eyes “starstruck.” [photos via Cat.]
When I was losing weight, I regularly watched The Biggest Loser when I got home from the gym. Fifty pounds isn’t an insignificant amount of weight to lose, but most of the contestants had much more than me to lose, and I just kept thinking “If they can do it, I can do it.”
While I know there is a ton of controversy surrounding him and my (trainer girl crush) Jillian Michaels, I can’t deny that I like their tough-love approach.
Favorite celebrity trainer or favorite celebrity you’d get starstruck around?