Pit stop by Yamuna studio to try to roll out my back strain. I think it worked. What I learn from body rolling: all the problems in my back start with my butt.
SET
Personal Goals
Pit stop by Yamuna studio to try to roll out my back strain. I think it worked. What I learn from body rolling: all the problems in my back start with my butt.
Yoga Vida w/ the lovely Domenic. Sassletic made it to class, too, and we snuggled after Savasana.
I spent Saturday night snuggled up in a room full of Social Workout ladies. Sassletic taught a restorative yoga class to benefit my show, and I was so thrilled to have a solid SoWo contingent in the room. We relaxed in the candlelight, surrounded by rose petals, while Sassletic tucked blankets over us and we cozied up to our big bolsters. It was exactly what we needed. The after party was full of Valentines and my Coke Showgirls headdress made the rounds of pretty much every head in the bar. What a great night, with wonderful people.
Friday evening yoga with Domenic at Yoga Vida, just as the snow was falling. It was warm, humid class, with lots of advanced asanas. I headed out into the slippery streets, a little damp but with an open heart, for cocktails and dinner with a lady friend, whom I adore but don't see often. I love lady friends, cocktails, gossip, and holding hands with friends so we don't slip in the streets.
Naughty Flog: Two dirty martinis, and a glass of champagne. I regret nothing, because the martinis were served in small glasses, and made with red olives, so they were pink. Champagne was meant to be drunk while watching the snow fall and the bubbles rise.
Yesterday was an epic fitness day in three parts. Get cozy, it's a big story:
I) I took a morning Physique 57 class with a lady friend. I've always been curious about just what kind of workout Kelly Ripa is doing! It was a pretty intense toning workout, lots of jiggling, squatting, and thrusting of things while on your tippy toes. I was in an intermediate class, so I felt like an impostor floppy fish floundering in a sea of lithe Lululemon dolphins. My muscles were burning, but I was also still sore from the previous day's workout with Buffin. When you take your first class, you get a second one for free, so I'll definitely go again. If I were to go regularly, I'd have to invest in a lot of Lululemon clothing, and I'm in a fight with Lululemon for not offering bigger sizes, so that's not going to happen. Something tells me I can't wear my tutu or leopard leggings to P57. Also, I was hoping the bathrooms would have gold plaques that said, "Kelly Ripa pees here," but instead there were a lot of inspirational quotes about strength and empowerment. I appreciate that the philosophical emphasis is on strength, empowerment, and working past your limits, but let's be real, we were all there to get Kelly Ripa's butt. My butt, however, was not sore today like it is after I work out with Buffin. That's okay. I'll take Buffin's butt, and Kelly Ripa can keep her butt, and we'll both be fine.
II) I fell into an internet stalking rabbit hole, and found Buffin's girlfriend's blog, Twitter and Instagram, which is all about exercising and not eating soy. Her Instagram feed is full of pictures of making out with Buffin (My eyes! My eyes! I'm blind!) and pictures of Buffin without a shirt sleeping next to a dog (Thank you, Jesus, I can see again!). I'm part of this wild text message chain between Buffin, his girlfriend, and another client, so I felt that I had to come clean about my stalking, but then Buffin's girlfriend found ME on Twitter, and Instagram, and everywhere else, and retweeted everything I've ever said about Buffin. MORTIFYING! TOTALLY BUSTED! What is the polite way to say, "Sorry I've been perving out on your boyfriend and giving the allusion that we are involved in a deeply passionate fitness-based affair for the past two years?" Is there a SomeECard for that? The upside is that we are now super BFF, and she doesn't seem to mind my blatant objectifying of her man. But still...it's like having your crush find the note you wrote about him in class, in code, but not very good code.
III) I was so wound up from this big reveal of Buffin's lady's internet life, I had to go to Yoga Vida. The class was taught by Cat, who also teaches pre-natal yoga. Since I was already in full confessional mode, I blurted out at check-in that it was my dream to take pre-natal yoga with her. I don't know why but I've always wanted to sit in a yoga room full of pregnant women. Maybe it's because I like to rub my belly. I was hoping Cat would say, "No need to be pregnant, come anyway!" Instead, she laughed and said as soon as I was pregnant, I was welcome. Isn't that discrimination???? Thankfully, class started before I could further embarrass myself with an awkward explanation of my current love life. Anyway, class was wonderful. And, now that Buffin is regularly populating my Instagram feed, maybe his bare pecs will virtually impregnate me and I can finally go to a damn pre-natal class.
I met Sassletic at the new Crunch location in Chelsea for Strapped yoga. All was well, until I did a lunge, and then my broken hamhocks threw a hissy fit. The Chelsea location is very shiny and new, and Sassletic knows where the button for the disco ball in the spin studio lives, which is SO COOL. After class, I ran into maymay, who told me about an aerial/dance class offered there - it's called Red Velvet"and involved red aerial silks, and I am dying to try it. Sassletic took the Pound class while I moseyed around, trying to find a cardio machine that would co-exist peacefully with my crabby hamstrings, but no luck, so I spent quality time with the Grid foam rollers. Best part of the evening, though, besides the Mexican chocolate we had for dessert, was seeing Sassletic's name printed on the official Crunch schedule. 6:30 am spin class? So hardcore, so famous!
My new thing on Saturdays is to take yoga, have brunch, then spin. It's very ambitious.
Buffin + Yamuna Body Rolling yoga. One of my friends came up to me at Crunch, while I was training with Buffin, and he planted a big wet one right on my smacker, right in front of Buffin. It was the best rest break in between sets I've ever had.
Buffin was out of town on Thursday, so I took the opportunity to take a yoga class taught by my friend Megan. Megan teaches a yoga class especially for plus-size women at all levels of experience. It was a nice, gentle class, with lots of modifications for every body (heh). I really enjoyed seeing a bunch of ladies having the opportunity to practice in a comfortable and welcoming environment, and I picked up a few tips for maneuvering my bodaciousness in certain poses.
Check out Megan's site at megayoga.com, if you're interested.
Yoga class, followed by a lovely brunch and mani-pedis with Sassletic before we took Carl's spin class together.
Challenge History |
% | Rank |
| 5 Vegs. 5 Fruits 5 Wkouts | 12% | 3 |
| Get It Right, Keep it Tight! | 7% | 7 |
| The Monthly Standard | 63% | 2 |
| Memorial Day Countdown | 9% | 3 |
| 30 DAY SUMMER BODY CAMP | 0% | 33 |
The state of the art in beating inertia.
About Us *
Sponsorships & Advertising *
Blog *
Newsletter *
Facebook *
Twitter *
Feedback *
Read our FAQ
© Social Workout Media, Inc. |
Legal Stuff |
Our Privacy Policy
Loading...
