This is Colleen Chalk on the bike riding in her home, outside of the gym, without the push from her trainer, ......with 2 broken arms. I hope I don't hear any more of your excuses about not getting in your workout! If you have two healthy arms, even one, you should be sweatin'! Thanks Colleen for making us all look like a bunch of babies. You kick so much ass. Even with your ass clearly kicked! 
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Saturday, January 14, 2012
My client Lauren, the self proclaimed 'salad dressing genius'
And a genius she is!!! People LOVE the savory flavor of ranch dressing. Known for its ability to get veggie phobics to hammer down some celery, ranch dressing has long been a staple in American refrigerators. (why I will never know, the stuff is totally gross to me and I certainly have no aversion to salty delicious dips).
But read the nutrition facts on even the most slimmed down of white speckled creamy goodness, and you can plan on canceling the latter half of your days food for just one tongue tip taste of ranch. It's just insanely high in EVERYTHING.
Til Lauren Vacca got ahold of its essence. She's devised a plan for all you ranch lovers to guiltlessly keep dipping. Here's how she's done it:
Take only the SMALLEST amount of packaged ranch powder and mix with plain Greek yogurt. Then water it down to consistency you like with low fat milk or soy milk. After that flavor as you like. She uses sarachas and all sorts of other great ways to spice it up.
.....anything to get rid of the ranch flavor as far as I'm concerned. Thanks Lauren!!
But read the nutrition facts on even the most slimmed down of white speckled creamy goodness, and you can plan on canceling the latter half of your days food for just one tongue tip taste of ranch. It's just insanely high in EVERYTHING.
Til Lauren Vacca got ahold of its essence. She's devised a plan for all you ranch lovers to guiltlessly keep dipping. Here's how she's done it:
Take only the SMALLEST amount of packaged ranch powder and mix with plain Greek yogurt. Then water it down to consistency you like with low fat milk or soy milk. After that flavor as you like. She uses sarachas and all sorts of other great ways to spice it up.
.....anything to get rid of the ranch flavor as far as I'm concerned. Thanks Lauren!!
Monday, January 9, 2012
Rough day or gift?
Yesterday was a true test of my grit and inner peace. The day started with potential brilliance powerful enough to change the rotation of the earth. Myself and Paul Rosenberg plus a grip of the most gifted minds in fitness did a beautiful yoga video shoot for Paul's new studio plus we had a meeting of the minds. The topics rendered me speechless. In a whirlwind of both awe and inspiration, I left our meeting at the downtown emergency arts building ready to change the face of wellness. I found my keys....but couldn't find my car.
F'ing towed. The sign was vague and I chose the 'in a hurry hope since its Sunday there's amnesty' stupid stupid option of parking in an all together WAY too convenient spot for downtown Vegas. My heart hit my feet. My thoughts of fitness overhaul on the world dwindled down to the most obsolete in importance. I was going to be late to picking up my son.
It's funny how when your car gets towed, that that's really not the only problem you have. You have issues of dependents waiting for you (my 4 1/2 yr old), money most certainly, scheduling, and who the hell is going to come get you just to name a few.
I waited for my 'ride of shame' to arrive and finished my now cold coffee that once tasted like it could change my life it was so grand, to now crap. I was cold.
So cold. I will never forget at 12:45pm thinking to myself on Sunday jan 8 2012......wow, it would really suck to be homeless.
And then it occurred to me, which is so ridiculous that it doesn't occur daily, that I was so so lucky do even be in this position. Not only did I have a car, but I had someone coming to get me. I had a job to have a car and had someone that cared enough about me (mickey!) that they would come to get me out of the cold.
The rest of the day went as planned (other than the $350) and I was able to go about my fabulous life. My son watered the garden in his skateboard helmet; I had a moonlight run; I ate like a queen; and I slept warm and safe.
Our video shoot was all about the practice of inner strength, clarity, and wellness. It's these types of instances where an unexpected event attempts to derail me, that I'm so grateful I implement yoga into my life. Not only was I able to stay calm and keep my inner peace intact, but I was able to recognize that interference for what it was.....a gift.
F'ing towed. The sign was vague and I chose the 'in a hurry hope since its Sunday there's amnesty' stupid stupid option of parking in an all together WAY too convenient spot for downtown Vegas. My heart hit my feet. My thoughts of fitness overhaul on the world dwindled down to the most obsolete in importance. I was going to be late to picking up my son.
It's funny how when your car gets towed, that that's really not the only problem you have. You have issues of dependents waiting for you (my 4 1/2 yr old), money most certainly, scheduling, and who the hell is going to come get you just to name a few.
I waited for my 'ride of shame' to arrive and finished my now cold coffee that once tasted like it could change my life it was so grand, to now crap. I was cold.
So cold. I will never forget at 12:45pm thinking to myself on Sunday jan 8 2012......wow, it would really suck to be homeless.
And then it occurred to me, which is so ridiculous that it doesn't occur daily, that I was so so lucky do even be in this position. Not only did I have a car, but I had someone coming to get me. I had a job to have a car and had someone that cared enough about me (mickey!) that they would come to get me out of the cold.
The rest of the day went as planned (other than the $350) and I was able to go about my fabulous life. My son watered the garden in his skateboard helmet; I had a moonlight run; I ate like a queen; and I slept warm and safe.
Our video shoot was all about the practice of inner strength, clarity, and wellness. It's these types of instances where an unexpected event attempts to derail me, that I'm so grateful I implement yoga into my life. Not only was I able to stay calm and keep my inner peace intact, but I was able to recognize that interference for what it was.....a gift.
Monday, January 2, 2012
Today I ran hard.
Today I ran hard. I hadn't planned to do so. But I wasn't in charge it seemed. A Chinese herbalist once told me that 'we store our grief in our hips'. At that time I figured he'd ingested one too many of his 'herbs'. But today my hips told that very story. Today I ran hard. And I feel, well, less grief.
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