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Bad Habits

it’s soooooo easy to point out our bad habits. Bad = not aligned with our best self. then we wanna create healthier habits. Healthier = aligned with our best self…. BUT, we have got to get specific about what we want to change and what we want to change it into…. The general requests… I want to… Continue Reading Bad Habits

WOW, YOU DO A LOT!

Creating our physical self is certainly demanding. Workouts: sweat, burn, wince, grunt, sip. Supplemental workouts: run, jump, swim, bike, walk, etc. Yoga: bend, breathe, hold, be. Meal Preparation: chop, peel, cook, pack. Water: drink, drink, drink, drink, drink. Rest: set clock, turn down, close blinds. Supplements: A, B, C, D, E….. Schedule: day, night. Look… Continue Reading WOW, YOU DO A LOT!

Where Do You Prepare?

“Where do you prepare?”  . . Usually we hear, “HOW do you prepare,” or “HOW will you prepare?” Most of the time, we KNOW the steps it takes to prepare….buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut, we aren’t gifting ourself the TIME to prepare. . . Here is what I mean by “WHERE do you prepare,” and how it may help… Continue Reading Where Do You Prepare?

Walking is underrated.

Not step counting. Not power walking. Just walking. It’s can brings us everywhere. We use it as a means. But, Ahhhhhhhh, the feel of a walk that has no agenda behind it.  Taking Easy, with no agenda. Finding the Joy in each step and each breath. Absorbing the scenery. Acknowledging our bodies. Just being free.… Continue Reading Walking is underrated.

Be Nice and Squat

We are ALL on a journey. Every. Single. One. Of. Us. Not just in this gym, but everywhere. We are realizing, learning, growing, rising. Let’s share positive influence with each other.  Let’s make encounters with others inspirational. Lead by example. Lead with your individuality. Be the real you. Be the change you want to see.… Continue Reading Be Nice and Squat

Mom, Life and Disease

My mom would walk through door around 6-7pm after 12-16 hours of running the fuel company in Brooklyn during the winter… Her “Marie Lucky 17” mirrored keychain and black flats would get left at the door. A drop of the keys. A stomping of her shoes. Her black pea coat though, that would stay on.… Continue Reading Mom, Life and Disease