Yes,You Need A Personal Trainer/Coach.

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This is Brian. Brian is a Turd..er Coach.  He makes me laugh, cry, swear and pissed off  He is my greatest advocate, healer, teacher and fitness friend as well.  All of this is for the greater good known as: “Babs Becoming BEAST” 

In case you’ve ever wondered what goes through the mind of anyone with a personal trainer, this sums it up nicely. There is a fine balance between “Oh Yeah…let’s do this shit” and “This may be the reason I’m in a motorized cart for the rest of my life”.

 

My husband battles with understanding the importance and worth of a personal trainer.  Every month. When the billing hits our checking account. Like clockwork.  It’s Battle Royale of the “Why is this necessary?  You don’t get anything from it?!  It’s just time with a trainer?”

Well, my husband of 10 years who should know by now that I remember every single frivolous purchase you’ve made in the past 15 years, Personal Training / Fitness Coaching will be the most Tangible yet Intangible time you will buy.  What you actually get is so much more than time.

I was reading the posts from Fat Girl Wunning and I was hit with one of my “why’s” Why do I put myself through the soreness?  Why do I fork out cold card earned cash every month for my Coach?  This is WHY:

Personal Trainers are Motivators, Dictators, Friends and Mortal Enemies. They are exactly what we need to push ourselves to the new limits required to meet our goals. It may feel like we’re dying, but they would never push us to injury or harm. They will however make you swear like a sailor and sweat like a hooker in church.

Check out Fat Girl Wunnings recent musings with her personal trainer. They are brilliantly hilarious…and real life.

Fat Girl Wunning

So in my last entry, I wrote about how all I do is complain to Franz, and when it really hurts, he doesn’t believe me.  Well, after that blog came out, a loyal reader (Hey, Katie!) suggested that we come up with a safe word to use.  You know, the one word that I’m allowed to use to tell him that NO I’M DEAD SERIOUS, I’M DYING.

When I walked into training on that Wednesday, I proposed this idea to him, and he laughed.  Then we both threw out words to use… at the same time.  His was ‘Nutella’.  Mine was ‘Marshmallow’.  The first thing I thought was, I need a s’more.

After this, he proceeded to kick my ass, and I couldn’t use my legs for two days, and I never did get my s’more.

By the way, when Katie suggested I use a safe word, she also…

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Peanut Butter Bacon Bombs (Keto Recipe)

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Just starting day 5 of my #KetoDiet and so far so good!  I have had a few “sweet” cravings, but so far really the #KetoFlu has been beyond manageable.  I am honestly surprised at how well it’s been going.

If I feel a little bit of a headache or nausea coming on, I just sip some Bouillon Broth and BOOM, gone. It’s all about getting that sodium in.

I’ve had more sodium in the last 4 days then i probably have in the last month, and I have ZERO inflammation and water retention.  what?  What IS this sorcery!?

So, as I dive head first into this #KetoLifestyle, I’ve been scouring for new recipe options.  One of the recipes I found, that I’m obsessing over is for 3 Ingredient Keto Peanut Cookies.  When I have the Stevia/Splenda crystals, it’s gonna be on like Donkey Kong.

I’ve been intrigued by the #FatBombs that everyone raves about, so I took to my own variation from a couple recipes I’ve seen.

Peanut Butter BACON Bombs!

Oh. Mylanta.  Yes.

I hope you like them as much as I do!  Enjoy!

Peanut Butter Bacon Bombs

(Ketogenic Diet Fat Source)

Peanut Butter Bacon Bomb

12 Servings (macros below)
3/4 C.  Coconut Oil (Melted)
9 1/2 T Smuckers Natural Peanut Butter
2 Packets Splenda
8T  Salted Butter (Melted)
6 Strips Farmland Applewood Thick Cut Bacon (crispy & chopped up small)

 

1.  In a Bowl, Mix together the Coconut Oil, Peanut Butter, Splenda and Butter

2.  Pour mixture into a large measuring cup or other dish for easier pouring.

3.  Line a Muffin Tin with Paper Cups

4.  Evenly distribute the mixture between all 12 cups.

5.  Sprinkle the tops with chopped bacon

6.  Freeze until solid.

7.  Transfer to container or ziploc and store in fridge.

The Morning Before The Beast.

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Early Morning…getting ready for three of the busiest days left in 2017. Thanksgiving will be a time of resting my mind from work, but powering up my mind and body for the ME work.

I’m such a technical person that I spent all weekend with my head in a textbook learning about #ATP, #Glucose, #Glucogenesis and every other process the body uses to fuel itself in relation to #Macronutrients.

I’m literally the girl who reads instruction and user manuals. 🤓

So now that’s it’s time to start #ketodiet, I feel ready to battle the change that comes first.

Then all of a sudden…BOOM. I knew everything EXCEPT what to Actually put in my mouth and how much.

Thanks to @ketocounterculture for his guidance I have a foundation in place. #Macros are set in @myfitnesspal and my coach has a copy.

Excited to see my training progress and with the future keto results (fat loss / less inflammation / etc) 2018 is going to be #BEAST.

I’m 6mos out from my first meet with @usapowerlifting (MN Raw June 9th), I’m ready to kick down some body fat and lift some serious weight.

But first…Grocery Shopping and meal prep while enjoy my last empty carb filled cup of joe. Mark tomorrow, NOV 21st, 2017 down. Tomorrow is the start of #BabsLettingTheBeastOut

 

Naked And Afraid – The Before Photos

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Tonight I did something that was at the highest level of anxiety, pit in the stomach, REAL.

I finally got up the courage to take the #BeforePic.

Mentally, we see ourselves so different than the camera does. Subconsciously, I think our brains leave out the dimples, bumps and flaws. Our brains delude us into thinking our 3 Bedroom figure is a studio apartment and we never really get that feeling of what our true canvas looks like.

Tonight I did. Tonight I cried.

I was hit with a harsh reality that I deep down knew existed. If I’m really going to be successful…If I’m going to transform myself to the way, in my heart I feel I need to be, then it needs to be done 100%. These photos were sent to two of my closest fitness friends. Friends who I know won’t judge and will help motivate me. Most of all, they will keep me accountable to the results I’m striving for. This was the single hardest thing I’ve done. I allowed someone else into my reality.

Well, it’s time to change that reality. It’s time to be the woman I know is hiding behind the curtain of bad decisions, eating habits and laziness that shrouds my body. Time to let the Strong Beast that’s inside this skin, out.

Seeing yourself through the lens…is terrifyingly enlightening.

The Rollga – What is It? How Can I Get One? Why you NEED one!

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RollgaMultipleWhat? Yes, I said Rollga.  It’s basically the way to take Foam Rolling to an entirely new level of Awesome.  I have tried foam rolling to help out my always too tight hamstrings and more, but always end up in a lot of pain afterwards.

Enter..ROLLGA.

The Rollga is a Contoured Foam Roller.  From Softer to Firm, there is a Rollga for every body shape, size and age.  I have had numerous issues with low back and my Si Joint for years, and this bad boy has become my best friend.

Rollga is a cross-directional foam roller designed to stabilize the hips, align the back, and increase range-of-motion. The Rollga foam roller is ideal for muscle recovery, fascial health, and functional restoration of movement. Ordinary foam rollers cause discomfort and pain due to the unfitting design. This groovy foam roller is designed and contoured to fit your body and reach trigger points that are difficult to reach with an ordinary roller.

Our entire body is consumed with connective tissue called, Fascia. Just like anything in our body, connective tissue degenerates and breaks down over time. The degeneration of fascia can be accelerated with repetitive overuse, stress or injury. Rollga is a high-quality foam roller that brings regeneration to damaged tissue, by influencing circulation of oxygen-rich blood flow. Rollga will prevent fascia from becoming unhealthy. By restoring your fascia, you will restore your mobility.

Rollga’s Key Features

  • Protects the Spine, Hips, Shins, & Achilles
  • Cross-Directionally Targets Trigger Points
  • Naturally Restores Fascia Lubrication
  • Restoration of Movement
  • Stimulates Oxygen-Rich Blood Flow for Healing
  • Omni-Directional Force Reduces Fascial Fuzz
  • The Only Targeted Joint Relief Roller
  • All the Benefits of a Flat/Bumpy Roller & More
  • And Gets Fast Results in Less Time ( PER!OD )
    (Courtesy of Rollga.com)

BrookRollgaI am also excited to announce that I am officially an Elite Ambassador for Rollga! This means I can help you start your Rollga journey with a discount and free shipping!!

Just use the code Elite17 at checkout at www.Rollga.com for a $5 discount and Free Shipping in the US!

Recovery from my recent SI Injury has been so much faster with my Rollga Sidekick! I’ve had it with me every step of the way! It’s has helped me reach muscles and blast fascia in spots that are usually really uncomfortable to reach with traditional Foam Rollers.

Trust the Process: Pain, Progress and Lessons Learned.

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Trust The Process…even if it seems impossible at times.

October 28th.  I was so incredibly excited to lift that day.  My trainer, Brian, and I were going to lift together for the first time.  Normally, he’s all professional and does the typical trainer/coach thing, but this time he and I were lifting together as partners.

I love this camaraderie.  I love that my gym understands the importance of relationships, not just protocol.  A previous gym of mine didn’t like my trainer lifting with me during sessions. They thought it provided an unprofessional appearance.

Fuck Appearance.

This isn’t a runway show, this is Strength Training…Powerlifting to be exact. It’s gritty, dirty, sweaty, fun, challenging, exhilarating and it’s Family.  Family doesn’t care if you show up in a ripped shirt with a gallon jug.  They just care that you’re there.

At this point I am about 6 weeks into my Powerlifting journey.  I’ve been lifting in general for almost a year and I love every second, but now the goals have changed.  I’ve committed verbally to a meet in June of 2018 and I’m competitive AF.

This day, however, will be remembered for the lesson I learn on my very last rep.  I’m feeling amazing.  Pushing myself harder than usual.  The pump is good and then it happens.

On my last squat rep (5th set. This one is 135×5…my max has been 165lb) I start to power up and in my exhaustion, I lean.  Lean forward.  My mind immediately says, “Oh Shit, straighten out Stephens” and in the process, I feel the pull.  It’s my SI Joint.  I’ve notoriously had issues with an SI Joint that doesn’t just move easily, but moves often. I rack the weight and immediately stretch and figure it’s gonna be fine, just some extra pump. We move to bench.

After some quick bench work, I take to the mats to stretch.  The Rollga is not in sight, and I didn’t have my own with me.  So, I grab a traditional foam roller and start to roll out my glutes.  As I twist to try to hit my piriformis on my right side, the sharp edge of the foam roller along with my heavier body weight decided my fate.

POP.

It happened.  I popped my Right SI joint so far forward it subluxated my right Hip.  AAAAAND I’m out.

Fast forward 14 days.  14 days later, I’m writing this in the backseat of my car as we drive home from a Hockey Weekend.  Currently, I am the most comfortable I’ve been in days. Last night I had my first sleep session that was longer than 2 hours straight and woke up with little to no pain.  This didn’t come from popping pills and sitting on my ass.  This came from 14 days of hard work that wasn’t in the gym.  There were tears, screams of pain, thoughts of anything but success.  It was 14 of the hardest days I’ve had in a very long time.

Injury is not just debilitating but it’s embarrassing, it’s demoralizing and it’s the enemy of motivation. The thoughts that went through my brain included:

“Will people laugh at this?” “Are they all saying ‘I Told You So’?”  “Will I be able to continue?”  “How am I going to explain this one to the ones that already doubted me?”

I stepped back and started to really look at what was happening.  Was I done lifting? Would my coach say, “Well, if that’s how it’s gonna go, let’s just quit.”?  Nope. The next 14 days would prove to be more motivating and introspective than I would have ever guessed.

With every Chiropractic adjustment, even the ones through tears, I felt myself changing.  Physical therapy stretch sessions, multiple daily ice baths and a diet of Advil and water were mixed with one of the busiest weeks my job demands.  Multiple Rollga sessions on my Quads, Hamstrings, IT’s and glutes helped to alleviate the extreme exhaustion my muscles were feeling due to constant contractions with nerve pains.  Heating pad sessions just on my muscles with ice packs on my joints.  Sleep session that only lasted a max of 2 hours due to pain waking me up and telling me to move to my other side.  2am ice showers when my nerve pain in my legs created the most painful restless legs you can imagine.  Young living Pan Away and BioFreeze Professional were my new aromatherapy and every time I wanted to cry and just give up, *Bing* my phone would light up with another notification.  It was my FitFam.  Whether a post notification showing one of my FitFam’s newest accomplishments, a suggestion on recovery for myself or just a general inquiry, I realized I wasn’t alone.  I wasn’t going through this on my own.  This wasn’t an end, it was a bump in the road and it was going to be a major teaching factor in my workouts and how I push my training as my coach and I continue the journey to the USAPL Raw Open in MN June 2018.

As the week continued, I started to see and feel a difference.  10% mobility to 60% in just 5 days.  I started pushing myself for new options of healing so I could ditch the Advil.  Checked out my first Cryogenic Session at Kuhlen Cryo in Grand Forks, North Dakota.  (separate blog post on this) I rested rather than pushed myself and am officially 3 days advil free and my pain has decreased from a 10 to a 3.   This is progress.  Tomorrow I get to see my coach and be back at the gym.  We’ll be heading back into this slowly and working on a lot of accessory work, but I wouldn’t be surprised if I don’t cry when I hug him tomorrow at 3:30pm.

Is my story the worst? Did I suffer the most of anyone? Nope. But when you’re the one in pain, it’s easy to curl up in a ball and give up.  The FitFam I surround myself wouldn’t let me do that.  If you ever feel alone, embarrassed or an outsider in this fitness world, Reach out!  Reach out to me, the guy on the bench next to you, or even a fitness lover that you follow online.  We are REALLY here for you. We get it.  We’ve all been there. I can officially say I have. It’s my turn to help you through the tough times.