Posts Tagged ‘ fitness ’

Building Strength. Ode to my fitness trainer.

28th October 2016 | 2 Comments

I’ve been thinking about this whole process: working out, gaining strength. The more I do, the more I can do. It’s an amazing thing to experience. As you know this isn’t my first fitness experience but working with trainer Jeremy is at a whole different level. I would NEVER push myself to the extremes that [...]


The Adventures of Permanent Lifestyle Change Girl: France, July 2015, Heat, Pain, Endurance and how I got through it!

26th August 2015 | 0 Comments

Time to get real with you. The Chateau de Blandy Les Tour was wonderful. The Opera “Don’t Worry, Be HaRpy” was gorgeous and a great collaboration. I don’t want to sound like a whiner but my last trip to France was tough! Heat, exhaustion, knee pain and obesity made it a real test of endurance [...]


The Adventures of Permanent Lifestyle Change Girl: Documenting My Weight Journey for My One Woman Show.

23rd May 2015 | 0 Comments

I’ve been up for ages this morning writing the hardest piece ever for my show. It has always been the one story that I knew I had to tell yet the most difficult to complete. The topic of weight is so multifaceted for me. There are so many approaches I can take. Every time I [...]


The Adventures of Permanent Lifestyle Change Girl: In the Groove, Feeling the Positive Effects of Moving My Body.

13th May 2015 | 2 Comments

I’m in the groove. Six weeks of fitness and there’s no sign of me stopping yet. I have been hauling my ass to The Spa at Trump every week, for one hour, three times a week of intense fitness training – intense for a fat broad who hadn’t moved her keister in about six years! [...]


The Adventures of Permanent Lifestyle Change Girl: Do I Have To Go?

17th April 2015 | 0 Comments

Good morning! I have to go to the gym. I have no choice, I have an appointment and someone who believes in me is paying for it. This is a good thing or I sure would be keeping my sorry ass in the bed this morning. It was a late night. No, I wasn’t partying! [...]


The Adventures of Permanent Lifestyle Change Girl: Boxing, No Prisoners.

15th April 2015 | 3 Comments

I’m taking no prisoners – mainly because I don’t have the energy after another heart-pumpin, keister-moving session with Jeremy the Trainer. I’m calling him “No-More-Mister-Nice-Guy” Jeremy because he is making me work my patootie off. He’s always smiling and ever so gentle as he pushes me to go further than I thought possible. And I’m [...]


The Adventures of Permanent Lifestyle Change Girl – The Reboot! My Trainer Got Real Today!

8th April 2015 | 2 Comments

I knew it was coming. Last week, Jeremy the trainer was such a nice young man, gentle and kind. Today, he was still kind as he gently kicked my butt. It felt good – even when I fantasized about flinging that weighted ring thingy into the window instead of moving it slowly “to the right [...]


The Adventures of Permanent Lifestyle Change Girl – The Reboot! My Physical Assessment and (EGADS!) My Eating Habits!

5th April 2015 | 2 Comments

Day Two of my journey to fitness was a session with tiny Kimberlee and involved a physical assessment and a few simple questions about my eating habits. The physical assessment involved me standing on what looked like a weight scale with a pull up bar attached. “Stand on the platform hold the bar and wait: [...]


The Adventures of Permanent Lifestyle Change Girl – The Reboot!

2nd April 2015 | 0 Comments

Well, I’m back to it again. I have officially decided to get healthy. Only this time I’m getting help and I am accountable to someone. Today marked my first session with a trainer and a fitness team. It all started in February while visiting my dear friends in Colorado. My friend is 83 years old [...]


Lovely Day So Far

10th December 2009 | 3 Comments

Yes, I know it’s freezing… But the sun was shining brightly and I was awake and decided to take a walk in the brisk cold air and you know what? It felt great! Lately, I have been inactive and binge eating and my house has been a total mess. And I’ve hated myself for it. [...]