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80 Day Obsession Review

80 Day Obsession took my winter by storm; it was a simple invitation and a seemingly simple challenge – eat like an athlete; train like an athlete; every day.

As a self-proclaimed athlete, this seemed relatively straightforward. I had committed to various exercise and training programs in the past. I had explored all the diets and food plans – from starvation-inspired cleanses (lemon juice for three days anyone?) to the “I-am-a-ski-bum-I-eat-ALL-the-pizza” (and whatever whiskey someone buys me).

For the next 80 days, I would eat less (a LOT less), and I would exercise more – a LOT more.  I would lose weight. I would gain muscle. I would plateau. And then, begin all over again.

Like clockwork – right?

After day 1, however, I realized that, while the program was simple and straightforward, the journey would not be. And, in fact, much of my journey would involve shattering misconceptions about fitness and rediscovering the power of community and its importance to health, wellness, and athletic performance.

About Me

I am a 32 year old mother to a kind, happy, and active 11 month old boy, Atticus, whom I am breastfeeding. I am also a teacher, a writer, and a self-proclaimed workaholic (80 hour weeks? I love them). Prior to becoming a mother, I took pride in my label as a mountain athlete. Skier, mountain biker, hiker – even yoga star from time to time – I did it all. I was also a recovering anorexic and have struggled, in the past, with weight, body image, and nutrition. I still tended to fluctuate between extremes: eating next to nothing in desperate bid to whittle away at my already petite frame and reclaim some measure of control over my life vs. eating everything and anything I had previously forbidden in a desperate attempt to silence those insecurities and affirm that my disorder was far, far behind me.

And while I had reached some measure of stability weight-wise due to my passion for mountain sports, I still battled old demons.

I was also the queen of “cycles.” In the “on” seasons of summer and winter, I was extremely active – playing in the high alpine mountains surrounding Crested Butte, Colorado every possible moment. In the off season, I slacked and binged to equal extremes. Getting fit again for “on” season often required extreme diets and, worse, simply “diving in” – going on brutal and demanding expeditions and ever more extreme feats (I believe they call this “skiing yourself into shape”). These were usually successful; though, from time to time, they also led to injury (the “blown knee” kind of injury that comes from hucking a cliff early season with Jim Beam-soaked noodles as opposed to quads).

None of these extremes were healthy and they both had a negative impact on my mental health, my physical strength, and of course, my athletic performance.

Thus, while I looked healthy (and from outside appearances was strong and capable), I often realized that appearance through unhealthy means; my relationship with food and nutrition was particularly terrible (I would often eat a pack of Skittles prior to a bike race for “energy” – a practice I inherited from my Grandfather who, naturally athletic and opposed to “prissy things” like training, would eat Snickers and down a 40 prior to his 40+ mile swims – then feel guilty and fast for 8+ hours).

During my pregnancy I had gained about 45 pounds (which felt like 60 on my frame); my husband and I had also lost our housing (renting in a ski town is rough) when I was 8 months pregnant, prompting a cross country move, the purchase of a new home in a different state and community, the rush to find a midwife we trusted, and the chaos of giving birth at home while still unpacking.

In short, my life was chaos and my body reflected this.

My Goals

Physical fitness had always been a structuring force in my life (and after a ridiculously chaotic move followed by the birth of our son and a lengthy recovery, I NEEDED structure and focus); what’s more, if I wasn’t strong and capable, I couldn’t wander in the mountains – and this was not an option. The mountains helped me to recover from and to keep the symptoms of my eating disorder at bay. They were a force of life, joy, and goodness which demanded strength, stamina, and respect. I NEEDED to get back out there (with my son in tow), and I needed to be strong to do this.

My goals were:

  • To lose any remaining pregnancy weight
  • To regain my previous levels of strength and endurance (and more!)
  • To increase muscle mass and strength, particularly in my glutes and shoulders
  • To reestablish a sense of structure and stability in my life
  • To improve my mood and manage depression and anxiety in a healthy way
  • To improve nutrition and cultivate a healthy relationship with food
  • To ultimately get back on my bike and back into the mountains in time for a summer of adventures

And most importantly, to accomplish each of these things while still breastfeeding my son, caring for my household, and maintaining my career as a writer and a teacher.

As a new mother, I knew that my previous strategy (if you could call it that) of weight loss and strength training were NOT an option (and I refused to pass on or model any unhealthy habits to my son). Thus, at the encouragement of my yoga instructor, Keileen Dillon, I registered for 80 Day Obsession.

80 Day Obsession: An Overview

Summer = more of this!

80 Day Obsession is the brain child of fitness trainer, Autumn Calabrese, and is offered through Beach Body and Beach Body on Demand. It is the “big sister” of Autumn’s previous programs, 21 Day Fix and 21 Day Fix Extreme. In my opinion, it is an ideal program for “shredding” and for muscle growth as it targets and works the abs, core, and glutes extensively.

The 80 day program combines daily 45-60 minute workouts with timed nutrition and a clean eating program. Specific foods are consumed at specific times to fuel the body, promote muscle growth, increase endurance and stamina, and slim and tone.

Key to the nutrition program is a period called a “workout block” – with specific foods, in a specific ratio, consumed at specific times before and after a workout. Shakeology and the performance line are integrated within the nutrition plan seamlessly and are a vital part of its success.

Every day, we completed a unique workout to prevent plateau and to ensure continuous results. The workouts, while unique, followed a pattern with each workout targeting different goals and a different area of the body (legs, cardio, core, etc.).

The program was divided into three key phases, each with its own goals:

  • Phase 1 promoted weight loss and an opportunity to dial in nutrition and adapt to both the workouts and the concept of timed eating.
  • Phase 2 involved heavier lifting; weight loss slowed; the pronounced goal was to increase strength and muscle mass.
  • Phase 3 was the “shredding” phase where plyometrics were added in addition to more complex movements and strength training to elevate heart rates, promote fat burning, and increase endurance.

Mom Concerns

We give “modifying” a whole new meaning.

As a new mother, I had several key concerns (and a few blessings).

At 7 months post partum, I was still breastfeeding; we could not afford formula and thus, losing my supply was NOT an option. My son was also extremely attached – we baby wore almost constantly; he refused to sleep; I was exhausted and unsure if I could manage to separate myself from him for 10 minutes, let alone 60.

The timed nutrition added another layer of concern – I barely had time to shower, let alone prepare healthy, clean foods in specific portions, and to then consume said food at specific times. My breakfast consisted of coffee, my lunch – well, it was often grabbing some chips while racing to and from the nursery and my office. How the hell was I going to pull this off?

Finally, when I calculated my nutrition per day – I was shocked. I was going to be eating a ridiculous amount of food.

Deliciouness? Anyone?

In fact, I often struggled to eat enough. I had always lost weight in the past by cutting calories and food in take – not by drastically increasing it; many of the members of my team expressed this concern as well – with some confessing that they were going to say they were eating in one food bracket while secretly cutting calories by an additional 500 or so, just to be safe. This became so common that Autumn addressed this in a live stream (and royally reprimanded us in the process).

Completing the program was one concern; committing to and trusting the program? That was something else entirely.

Breaking Through

Phase 1 was a struggle; it took a great deal of flexibility and adaptation to make the system work. What’s more, as the program was very different from my previous fitness experiences, I was unsure if it was or would work. I was completing my workouts – but I was never “destroyed.” I was eating more than I had in years, and I was actually working out less (I wasn’t in pain, I wasn’t running 10 miles on empty and then rocking a hot yoga class, followed by a bike ride). I was fairly certain I was wasting my time. But I had committed to the process and the program. I was not going to cheat it or myself; I was going to trust it. And so, every day, I pushed play. I aimed for sobriety. I became a meal prep queen. I dialed in.

24 days later – phase 1 pictures revealed something astonishing: results.

Progression

In phase 2, those results became even more pronounced.

Phase 3? You get the idea.

80 days later…

I was not perfect on nutrition, unfortunately. There were mistakes and slip ups (maybe a glass of wine here or there). I needed heavier weights. My son refused to sleep. But I never missed a workout. I stayed committed. I did my best.

And in doing my best, I learned a great deal about myself, about fitness, and about life long health and wellness. Namely:

  • Eating more of the right foods is critical to wellness and fitness
  • Your body needs to be nourished to transform; self care and self love is critical to realizing gains and success in any fitness program
  • Soreness is not an accurate measure of developing strength or transformation
  • Community is the secret weapon to a successful fitness program

The Importance of Community

The key to this success was my community. As a member of the Sol Unleashed Project, I made a promise to a circle of likeminded women and men – I promised to commit, to give the best of myself, to finish strong, and to support them in the process. We each had our own journeys, goals, and destinations; but we walked those paths together, embracing each other’s successes and struggles with grace, compassion, and of course, strength. I drew upon that strength and used it nearly every day to inspire my progress and to do the hard things, day in and day out. I can honestly say that, without my community, I would have most likely quit in week 3 when the initial excitement ran dry and life stepped up to bombard me with setbacks.

Criticisms

Autumn is not everyone’s cup of tea; she is an incredible trainer and often a source of inspiration. However, I did not enjoy just how much talking there was, often prompted by Autumn who shouted at the cast for conversation (which I could not hear as no one else had a mic). It was a distraction, and, not only did it seem out of sorts and character, it also seemed forced and unhelpful. These conversations were often social and not particularly helpful in regards to form, advice, or recommendations. I am not one who likes to converse about anything but lifting when lifting; I like to get the form down, crank the tunes, and buckle in with minimal chit chat (but this is simply a personal criticism and preference).

I also found, at times, that the pace of workouts was varied to an extreme; there were times when each rep seemed to take much longer (with pauses for conversation and comments + unnecessary rests) and other times when it seemed like a race to finish (most likely due to those increased and unnecessary pauses and the pressure of the clock and of BOD to finish in under 60 minutes).  This is something that could easily be dialed in.

Praises

The overall format and the emphasis on nutrition AND exercise (and the union of the two) was profound and ultimately, life changing. To quote Donald (one of the challengers), it “gave me a new way to live” – a new way to think about nutrition, eating, fitness, and exercise and a healthier way to integrate this philosophy into my daily life.

While there were some workouts that I preferred (and others that I dreaded), none were a waste. Each was inventive, unique, challenging, and effective.  The combination of core work with cardio, and the creative use of both bands and sliders to reinvent well known movements was powerful and, well, fun.

With regards to my criticisms, I did appreciate the organic feel to the program and the workouts. There was little pressure, an incredible amount of support and encouragement, and a sense of being “in it” with Autumn and her team. We were all learning together which prompted changed, adaptations, and a true sense of community.

Would I Do the Program Again?

Absolutely! I plan to revisit both Phase 2 and Phase 3 regularly (sorry phase 1) in preparation for future mountain adventures. I also plan to integrate specific workouts within larger programs and training regimens.

Most notably, however, I plan to stick with the nutrition. It has been a revelation and has resulted in an incredible transformation, both physically and emotionally. For the first time in my life, I feel as though I have a positive and health relationship with food and that I now have the tools to care for and nourish my body for life.

In short? What I gained is more important than what I lost. I lost weight; I lost inches – I gained:

  • Confidence
  • Community
  • Health
  • Strength
  • A sense of purpose
  • Joy
  • Agency
  • Hope

Are you interested in joining our community and starting 80 Day Obsession? Click here to purchase your challenge pack. Next round starts May 1.

Click here to see more transformations from the Sol Unleashed Project.

Mountain Adventures

How Mountain Biking Saved My Life (and Can Do the Same for You)

Ask around. Particularly now as winter melts into mud season and the desert starts calling. In the mountain community, you will find nearly every lovely mountain mama you meet shares a few things in common:

A necessity for summer adventures in Fruita, Colorado
  • An affinity for plaid flannels and beanies
  • The requisite Girafficorn hat + a craft beer sampler
  • A strange addiction to carbon and a growing collection of Shredly shorts
  • A disastrous story of one’s first attempt at mountain biking
  • Then, a love story about that same bike, that same trail, and that same sport

The “dirt pow” and the wheels that traverse it hold a unique place in my heart. I have never been more terrified or broken than at the hands of my pink handlebars; I have never been more alive or liberated. There has never been more doubt or uncertainty; there has never been more courage or confidence.

I have never been dirtier or more elegant than at the back of my Minon DHF tires.

In fact, in all the ways that mountain biking has broken me (literally – from ankles to ribs to shoulders), it has built me back up, creating someone new, someone bold – all while fostering a deep appreciation for life, for mountains, and for my beautiful + badass babes (and the men who love them).

My story with biking was a horror story; it began with a flurry of rocks and endos aboard a cheap, $50 Craigslist bike (a 20+ year old Trek with a busted front shock). My then boyfriend (soon to be husband) took me and that glorious bike to a trail in Boulder known as Bitterbrush for my first run (one of “the most technical trails in Colorado” – thanks babes). It was a maze of rocks and ledges, of narrow cliff bands and long descents. I would consider that trail to be oodles of fun now…then? I wore a climbing helmet and a pair of vans sneakers; I managed the rock gardens with a death grip and the smell of burning v-brakes; I almost died. I emerged hours later, bruised and battered. I admit- there were also a few tears. At the edge of a rocky switchback upon which I KNEW I was about to meet my own, bitter end, a kind man with dreads and a Jamaican accent (who also possessed a fancy Yeti and turquoise shorts) told me to, “walk to day; ride tomorrow. The trail will always be here when you are ready.”

I was broken; I was humbled; I was hooked.

How does this sport (in which nearly everyone has their own horror story) inspire such devotion and joy? Why did I emerge from my near death experience with the competing desire to throw my bike into a lake…then swim out, retrieve it, and try again?

Regardless of how, over the past decade, mountain biking has saved my life and my sanity more times than I can count.

Here’s how:

1. It is hard.

Yes. This is a reason WHY mountain biking is so addictive and transformative.

Challenge. Sweat. Humilty. There is nothing easy about mountain biking. To quote a friend and former amateur cyclist:

It never gets easier. You just get faster.

Sweaty and happy in Crested Butte, Colorado

I remember moments of defeat – where I carted and heaved and lugged myself and my bike up and over rocks, jumps, logs, and streams. There was fear and apprehension, a sometimes brutal wakeup call to my limitations. There was always sweat and the thrill of pushing my body to its edges and beyond. Sometimes, there were bruises, tears – but always, there was the challenge. That challenge meant that there was opportunity and possibility. the room for growth demanded growth – guaranteed it. With every triumph came humility; with every humbled moment came possibility – the chance to grow, to learn, and to try again.

It is hard. And that’s the point. With easy things, you start and end and stay right where you are. With hard things, you end up somewhere else – you become someone and something more.

2. It is fun.

You know what makes those hard things less impossible? When they are also fun.

It’s simple, really.

Riding bikes is fun. It is the joy, the thrill, the possibility of childhood personified. Close your eyes. You can almost feel it, can’t you? The wind in your face, the sound of rubber on pavement, then dirt – the promise of summer. Simplicity. Friendship. Every good thing. Spinning.

That promise? That joy? It is still there, and I rediscover it every time I leap to my bike seat.

It is fun to climb mountains, to stand atop distant ridges, to soar back down. It is slap happy, giddy, irresponsible, beautiful, liberating, glorious FUN – from ear to ear.

3. It is freedom.

Susan B. Anthony said it best.

Independence is happiness

That’s what riding is: freedom. As a child, my single speed huffy provided the freedom to go, to explore, to travel, to wander in search of life, friends, and adventure. When I received that pink tasseled steed of glory (aptly named the B.G.M, aka big green machine), I gained a certain degree of independence. I could now test the borders and boundaries of my quickly expanding world (and I could put a few internal boundaries of my own to the test as well).

As an adult, cycling also represented freedom – this time from self doubt and depression, from cubicles and rush hour traffic, from pain and disappointment, from anger and uncertainty. It was a way to reconnect with something innate and primal within my soul; on my bike, with the sky above and the wind behind, I was utterly and completely free.

Ms. Anthony went a bit further with her take on cycling, crediting it with the rise of the Women’s Liberation Movement.

You see, in the Victorian era, the fashion of the day (tight and tighter corsets, long heavy skirts, etc.) made walking, running, and most physical activities nearly impossible; it served as a reminder and as a metaphor for the limitations placed upon women who were expected to be physically, economically, socially, politically, and intellectually subservient to and dependent upon men. When even breathing is a chore, how could one even begin to imagine something more? In the early 19th century, however, the bicycle emerged and quickly became a cultural phenomenon. Everyone had a bicycle. It was the “it” thing to do – particularly among women. And despite some inevitable backlash and criticism, the tour de force of bikes and ladies continued to gain momentum (literally).

Women began to use bicycles to, well, go places – to shop, to travel, to wander, to run errands, to visit friends. Fashion changed, making movement easier and more accessible. Women’s ankles were being exposed (the horror!). And with the ability to move freely, women discovered something even more profound: the empowering thrill of independence and agency.

I couldn’t help but imagine what it must have felt like—in an age when American women were still decades from the right to vote and inundated with men’s opinions about their ankles—for a woman to to go outside, hop on her bicycle, and ride as fast as she could wherever she wanted, leaving the rest of the world wondering where she might go.

Today, man or woman, adult or child (and everything in between), recognize this simple fact: the ability to move = freedom. And freedom, the ability to move as and where one chooses, by the strength of one’s own body and the conviction of one’s own heart = happiness.

4. It simplifies.

Bikes (particularly of the modern variety) have gotten more complicated. But riding bikes? It is the most simple thing in the world. There is simply you, your body, your breath, and the trail beneath and before you.  There isn’t room for much else.

Jobs and careers, mortgages and rentals, cars and dinners and conference calls and zip codes and fine denim jackets – all that silliness that divides and steals our time and energy, that robs us of unity and focus? It doesn’t matter on the trail. Not in the least.

And while, at the trail head or behind your keyboard, you may gawk at equipment, shorts, chamois, brake fluid, garmins, and whatever other silliness we have tacked on to the biking industry – on the trail itself? All that “stuff” fades into the joy of simply moving, simply breathing, simply riding.

5. It is meditative.

When riding, all else falls away. It must, to an extent. Daydreaming about bills, errands, and that morning-argument with my SO, is a surefire way to start a much more physical argument with an Aspen tree (ouch).

Mindfulness means living in the moment. To quote a former Zen master, “when you sweep the floor, sweep the floor. When you run, run. When you sit, sit. When you eat, eat.”

Too often, our bodies are doing one thing while are minds are off, doing a million others. This division breeds stress, anxiety, depression, and a host of negative emotions, thoughts, and actions. Meditation seeks to resolve this division, and thus, provide us with a way to reconnect with our bodies, to live in the moment, and to foster awareness and gratitude.

This may be why sports like mountain biking are so addictive and therapeutic. When biking, your mind and body are working together, in the moment, on the very specific task ahead of you. It is a kind of meditation – of the much more thrilling and exciting kind. There is nothing more than you and the trail and your bike. In the moment, your mind is clear and present, your body is moving, and you are truly and fully living within that moment, soaking in every ounce of its joy, color, light, and potential.

6. It is adventure.

Taking in the open views in Sedona, AZ

The open road – you can see it, can’t you? Admired and traversed by wandering gypsy souls, a metaphor for American ingenuity and spirit, the greatest symbol we possess of freedom and possibility. Here, you can be, do, and go anywhere.

That road. Navigated. Adored. Feared. A place that was not a destination as much as it was a journey – less a thing and more an opportunity, a tool to be used to whatever end.

Today, the American road, unfortunately, is less “an open race towards freedom” and more a “grid commute.” But the spirit of that metaphor lives on in a different way in the wildness of dirt roads, singletrack, and aspen groves.

Because, at the edge of that trail head, out there, is adventure and possibility – things happen. And in wandering those spaces, you get to be a part of those happenings. Riding, is simply a microcosm of those open road and their figurative possibilities. Whether your ride is ten minutes or ten hours, a causal ride on familiar terrain or a week long excursion into unknown places, you will do things, you will explore, you will meet people, you will challenge yourself, you will experience something.

And that something? That unknown, mysterious possibility? That is exactly what life and living are all about.

7. It is wilderness (and wilderness is good for you).

There is something about the mountains, about nature and wilderness. It reignites our souls and our imaginations. It nurtures our spirits and strengthens our bodies. In the wilderness, we are able to focus and align ourselves with something greater than ourselves. We discover humility and purpose; we sweat and we learn. And we emerge from those lessons renewed.

The benefits of getting out into the wild spaces of our souls isn’t limited to the emotional and irrational world of us gypsies, however. Nature is energizing and restorative. Getting out of the “box” and out into the open spaces of the natural world increases both mental and physical well being, increasing our sense of well being and vitality while warding off exhaustion and depression.

Wilderness is not only good for your spirit; it is essential to your physical health. In fact, according to the 2010 issue of Journal of Environmental Psychology and professor of psychology, psychiatry, and education, Richard Ryan:

Research has shown that people with a greater sense of vitality don’t just have more energy for things they want to do, they are also more resilient to physical illnesses. One of the pathways to health may be to spend more time in natural settings

8. It builds community.

Human beings do not function well in isolation. In fact, isolation is akin to torture and can rapidly undermine both our mental and physical health. Loneliness can kill you – literally. To guard against isolation, we surround ourselves with people, with social media, with “things” – but it turns out being alone isn’t where we go wrong; being lonely is. You can be in the center of a crowded room and still be lonely; you could have the world at your fingertips and still be isolated. To guard against isolation and loneliness, we need and crave meaningful connections with living things (and adding more insta followers isn’t going to cut it).

“We have a natural connection with living things,” says Ryan. “Nature is something within which we flourish, so having it be more a part of our lives is critical, especially when we live and work in built environments.”

Mountain biking cultivates connection. Even when riding alone, one is never alone. There is the connection you have to the natural world around you, the connection that you feel and foster within your own spirit and body, and of course, the connection that you foster within the larger cycling community. Mountain bikers are a social bunch; we are passionate about our sport and thus, passionate about each other. I have never met a stranger at a trail head. I have experienced the greatest kindness on singletrack laps – from those who stopped to chat and share their glory to those who have, in the past, picked up my mangled steed and helped me to repair a chain, a tire, a cable. While biking, my walls are down, my mind and heart are open; the world rushes in and I rush back to meet it with a smile, a nod, and a genuine, deep-in-your-soul kind of joy.

Go to any trail head. I dare you. See for yourself. Like minded people, connected by a shared joy for nature, wilderness, and all things rubber?  Now that is fabulous.

9. It will make you stronger (and fitter).

Look at those guns! Getting ready for Captain Ahab in Moab, UT.

Mountain biking is hard. And doing those hard things does wonders for your body.

Biking is, simply, an incredible work out. It increases endurance, transforms those little lungs into massive cauldrons of athletic glory, and strengthens your heart. It strengthens nearly every muscle in your body.

And, did I mention that is far easier on your joints than high impact sports like running (or even high impact workouts, like plyometrics)?

What’s more, biking is the kind of workout that doesn’t feel like work. Sure, it’s hard. Sure, it gets your heart pumping and your body moving. But it is fun – and that fact means you are far more likely to jump on your bike over the years than hit the gym.

10. It breeds self sufficiency.

Wilderness sprawling in every direction, the open singletrack, my bike, myself and the adventure before me. And to traverse those spaces? I needed to be self sufficient. Because the freedom that mountain biking offers has a cost: that cost is your willingness to take responsibility for yourself and your actions.

Getting out and celebrating strength – of all kinds.

Because, while your community is always there to provide guidance, support, and knowledge – at the end of the day, your ride, your bike, and your journey belong to you.

You need to know how your bike work and how to fix it. You need to know where you are going. You need to know how to take care of yourself (and others). You need to be prepared to take responsibility for a poor decision (and to learn from it). You need to analyze what is and plan for what might be. You need to think, act, and do – sometimes all on your own.

On the trail, you cannot hide behind someone else, you cannot slink into the shadows of another’s decision. It is your body, your bike, your ride, your future. You must be your own line of defense against injury and hazards.

And it is this mentality, the need to be aware, responsible, and sufficient as a mountain biker, that has had the most immediate impact on my professional and personal life. Because, the person that I am on my bike (confident, prepared, aware, resilient, free, and capable) – that person is still there at home, in the office, and in the classroom. I found her and discovered her strength on the trail. And because of my passion for riding, I get to develop that strength and bring her back with me.

In conclusion…

There is always something about the mountains that transforms fear into courage – that, in showing us our weakness and humbling our pride, reveals our true potential. In daring to strip away our ego and shower our mangled bodies in a shower of sweat and dirt, the mountains provide a path and an opportunity to let go of all that which truly does not matter.

And in this way, in this sweaty, muddy, bruised and battered way, every dirt path promises only one true thing: freedom. This freedom, this sport, saved my life – through injuries and poverty, through homelessness and despair, through bad relationships and eventual romance, through the struggles of marriage and baby making, through the joys of motherhood and the difficulty of finding a balance, through all the trials and celebrations of my life now and into the future, mountain biking has been my center.

It can be yours (dare I say it…it should be).

Let’s ride.

Fitness Challenge

Mountain Shreddy

There is nothing that compares to the joy that comes with a dirt path, a strong body, and a brave heart.

“It is the compelling zest of high adventures…and of creative action that man finds his supreme joys” Antoine De Saint-Exupry

Mountain biking is challenging; it inspires joy and good times as it promotes both physical fitness and mental focus.

And, of course, it is a lot of fun.

Like all mountain sports, mountain biking demands training. The stronger you are = the more fun you can have (while drastically decreasing the risk of injury). You have to condition for a great bike season. But that…that training?

Not always so fun…

Let’s change that.

This spring, the Sol Unleashed Wellness Community is offering a Virtual Spring Mountain Bike and Dirt Bike Conditioning Clinic.

For 30 Days, we will:

+ Complete daily, at home 30 minute workouts to build endurance, cardio, flexibility, and strength (while shedding weight and inches)
+ Learn how to fuel our bodies like a mountain athlete with clean eating and energizing supplements
+ Practice drills to build our skills and stamina
+ Get expert riding advice and instruction from mountain athletes and guest coaches
+ Utilize yoga and mindfulness training to build razor sharp “singletrack” focus
+ Learn how to care for our bikes and our bodies to guard against malfunction and injury

The goal?

To get into rockin’ “mountain biking” shape, to conquer fear and obstacles, to discover and connect with like-minded bad#@! lovelies, and of course, to have an amazing experience in the process.

Cost: $220 for new members

Registration Deadline: April 13, 2018

Program Start: April 16, 2018

Purchase Price Includes:

  • Initial challenge work outs & skills clinic
  • Accountability community and coaching
  • Personalized nutrition planning
  • 30 day supply of nutrition supplements
  • Bands and sliders for fitness program
  • VIP Access to future challenges and clinics
  • Access to fitness programs and community for 1 year
  • Access to Sol Unleashed Wellness Community for 1 year

Let’s get #MountainShreddy! Click here to register.

Mom Life, Mountain Adventures

Easter on the Homestead

Sunday was Easter; in our family, it’s a big deal. It is a day of carefully crafted, beautifully lazy moments and memories, of figurative bunnies, baskets, love, prayer, and gratitude, off mass and grace – an opportunity to reflect on the divine in our every day lives and to celebrate hope, rebirth, and the goodness within each of us.

You may be rolling your eyes. I hope not. But you may be. And I understand completely.

It’s a strange thing…faith – a word wrapped in considerable doubt, angst, and lore. Divisive, even.

But, if there is one thing being a mother and an athlete has taught me, it is that faith (in anything good) and a strong moral compass are as essential to adventure, safety, and happiness in the mountains as an actual compass.

That will require some explanation…thus, let me explain.

Faith, Fitness, & Mountains

Faith in the context of fitness and extreme sports seems unnecessary, superstitious, even dangerous. On the surface, I completely agree. Our lives may seem random, our adventures reckless. But to exist (and persist to play another day), we depend on accurate predictions and measurements, numbers and data fields, calculations and expert opinions and assessments. When a misstep could mean the difference between life and death, we take our steps (however fun they might be) seriously. Here, our lives depend on choosing the right terrain, the right action, the right route, the right amount of risk. And thus, we adore and lean heavily on certainties.

You don’t climb mountains without a team; you don’t climb mountains without being fit; you don’t climb mountains without being prepared; you don’t climb mountains without balancing the risks and rewards. And, you never climb a mountain on accident – it has to be intentional

Mark Udall

Faith, in the face of this certainty, can appear to be a funny and seemingly out-of-place condition. Many of the wilderness babes I have met over the years have openly denounced and even been hostile to the notion of a big man upstairs, of mystical saints and risen Lords.

However, to say that faith is useless in nature would be to deny the inherit mystery and majesty of wilderness. There is simply something about the mountains.

The mountains are calling and I must go

John Muir

In scripture, mountains are frequently referenced and utilized as both a literal and figurative metaphor for the unknown mysteries of the universe. Their power and brilliance, their capacity for awe and violence, their seemingly endless majesty is a bridge between the human and the divine. Servants of that divine power found themselves drawn to the mountains again, and again, climbing through desolate and beautiful wildernesses (within and without themselves), called by something they could not touch, see, feel, or hear into a land that they could not imagine nor understand. In the face of fear and uncertainty, they climbed. They rose. They soared. And in the process, they discovered something profound.

And we still follow in their footsteps.

For behold the LORD is coming forth from His place He will come down and tread on the high places of the earth

Micah 1:3-4

Mountains also have a special place within our culture – from religion to literature (and everything in between), from Abraham to Christ, from Greek mythology to Zen Buddhism, from prophets like Mohammad to Beatnik Poets like Gary Snyder, mountains are both a literal and figurative symbol of something beyond us. Mountains are elevated, literally – separated geographically from the rest of the world, distinguished from the world of man (and thus from the sins of man) – a physical representation of freedom, power, and enlightenment as well as the embodiment of the wilderness and the unknowable mysteries of life.

It is a place where we are stripped down to our barest, our most raw and exposed. And we often attempt to navigate that exposure, to guard against the dangers of the mountain, with plans, training, gear, and science (all of which are necessary survival tools). We criticize and ridicule those who wander into the mountains unprepared; we guard against the silliness of superstition and faith…

The Best Laid Plans…

…And generally, I agree. The tools of our trade (equal parts gear and knowledge) are critical to successful adventures and pursuits.

However, while I avow my commitment to science and planning, I admit that I do carry a good luck charm in my back pack (a Sedona red rock cut into the shape of a heart given to me by a kind hippie dressed in nothing but a speedo and a large turquoise necklace). I never assumed, however, that my happy rock did more than add some extra grams to my pack. I wasn’t a fool. I know that no amount of luck prayers or hippie speedos could guard against the weight of a poor calculation. It is what I love about the mountains. In an urban world of endless gray areas and “maybes,” the mountains offer violent and concrete certainty. If you make a mistake, you die. It is black and white; my destiny and my future are in my own hands.

Until it isn’t.

There is something about the mountains…and that mysterious something has teeth.

Nature is both predictable and completely unpredictable. There is always the known – then the unknown, that mystery. One can do seemingly everything right, make every right decision, have all the right gear and training…and still tragedy can strike.

This group did everything right and the only thing they could have done differently was to not go there in the first place.
In regards to my close escapes, I also did almost everything right. Then, things went wrong.
In retrospect, I could analyze and deconstruct every choice I made (not putting my foot there, perhaps not hitting that jump, turning just a few seconds before hand, taking ski conditioning more seriously…), but in all reality, the only way to know for certain was to not be there in the first place.
I was in control of my actions, my choices, my responses. But I was not in control of the mountain.

In the mountains, we are face to face with our power and our powerlessness. Connected with the divine and infinite, we become aware of our mortality. As we embrace our ability to control our own actions and lives, our agency, we simultaneously must embrace our inability to control the world around us.
It is why, often, in our moments of joy and despair, we find ourselves reaching out towards something unknowable and impossible. In the hard, concrete world of granite and physics, we discover mystery. And it is this mystery that brings me back to faith, to my Sedona rock and prayers, time and time again.

Understanding Grace and Faith: a Mountain Perspective

And this brings me back to my original argument: faith is essential to a modern mountain life. Note: I am not saying that religion is essential or necessary (while grace and faith are largely attributed to religious ideals and practices, they are not unique to them).

Grace, actually, has two definitions. On one hand, it refers to the Christian notion of the divine spirit, the essence of God and his mystery as experienced by man. On the other, it refers to movement marked by purpose, elegance.

As a mountain girl, I found peace and continuity in the unity of these two definitions. Through our calculated movements within these desperately beautiful and raw spaces, truly alive and unified in mind, body, and spirit, we discover the divine within ourselves and our world – the divine being that which is beyond us, some measure of goodness realized through utter simplicity, action, and trust.

Faith, then, refers to this trust. It is the ability to visualize an outcome, a future that cannot be known, and to then trust, with absolute certainty in the realization of this possibility. It is hope – to the next level.

Faith and grace, however, are fundamentally useless if not lived. We must live as thought that hope, that future, that possibility is certain. And seek grace by living in that faith. And in this sense, our mountainous pursuits, depend upon faith and grace just as much as we do our scientific calculations.

We must use the powers of science to plan our ascents and adventures; we must depend upon our knowledge and skill to walk the path; we must utilize our gear appropriately and effectively.

But we must TRUST in each other. We must move with grace through the unknowns and the mysteries of the wilderness. We must navigate both the terrain as well as our own souls. We must move graciously, trusting to hope and in the certainty of a summit that is not certain.

The mountain life, in its harsh reality, breeds confidence and humility simultaneously. It rewards both caution and action. It demands focus and skill. In the mountains we MUST assume total control over ourselves, our emotions, and our actions. We are entirely within the present – mind, body, and spirit are unified towards a single task and the forward movement required to realize that goal.

It is exhilarating – the essence of being truly alive.

But it also means embracing our limits, recognizing that we are NOT in control, and that to realize the summits within our life and beyond, we must move with grace and embrace faith – faith in oneself, in one’s partners, in one’s training, in one’s calculations, and faith in that great unknown, in hope and grace, in the mysterious powers of the universe.

 

 

Coach Life

What is an online fitness coach? (And why do you need one?)

Modern Fit Magazine recently ran a feature on the advent of the Online Fitness Coach (with yours truly included! – check out the issue here). These lovely individuals are not fitness models; they are not personal trainers or nutritionists; they are not youtube stars or TGR heroes. They are not gym owners or professional athletes.

We aren’t perfect…and that’s the point.

So…what exactly are they? What do they do and why are they changing the way we think about health, fitness, and wellness in our modern world?

These individuals come from a variety of different backgrounds – from yoga instructors and chakra queens, to fitmoms, professional skiers, bad!@# grandmas, power lifters, and stay at home dads; from Crossfit instructors to weekend warriors; from mountain gypsies to city kings; from alpine tundras to Manhattan high rises; from fitness advocates to those who are just getting started.

Coaches understand the potential struggles and incredible triumphs of health and wellness; they understand the importance of fitness and are actively working towards their own goals (whatever those might be). Along the way, coaches share their story, organize challenges, and build communities to inspire and support others.

It sounds simple, right? And it is! But within this simplicity lies the accountability and support necessary for lifelong health and wellness. To understand the power of fitness coaches (and why your coach will empower you to realize your health goals), we first need to explore why committing to fitness can be such a challenge.

Why do most fitness journeys end short?

Fitness mean embracing struggle and triumph.

If it was easy, everyone would do it…

That’s the thing about fitness – it seems easy: eat healthy foods, be active, and take care of your mental and physical health. Not only is this equation simple, it is also positive – it feels good to take care of one’s mind and body. 

You may be well aware of the physical benefits of exercise – from the big things: increased life expectancy, decreased risk of a host of terrifying illnesses – from cancer to health disease and everything in between…to the little things: the ability to play with your children, for example.

The benefits of exercise, however, go far beyond your physical form. In fact, in a 2011 article, the American Psychological Association made a compelling argument that psychologists should be working with patients to incorporate exercise into existing treatments.

As immediate past president of APA’s Div. 47 (Exercise and Sport Psychology), she’s well aware of the mental health benefits of moving your muscles. “I often recommend exercise for my psychotherapy clients, particularly for those who are anxious or depressed,” she says.

Exercise has a dramatic impact on one’s mental well being. In fact, according to Psyblog, when it comes to the mind, there is very little that exercise can’t do. Exercise has been clinically proven to:

So, exercise paired with clean eating = a longer, healthier, and happier life. Why, then, is it so difficult? Why do so few realize their health and wellness goals?

Exercise is hard (and it should be).

Fitness is empowering…and inherently difficult

Transforming your body and mind isn’t easy. It cannot be. The benefits of a healthy and active life demand that you push your limits, that you challenge your body and mind over and over, day after day. At a biological level, to build strength, your body must literally eat its own fat reserves, tear muscle tissue, and build that tissue back (stronger than before) while you sleep. At a mental level, you must push beyond self doubt and fear to challenge yourself. In fact, fitness depends on failure – you must work to the point of failure, fail, then rebuild, and try again.

It is (literally) much easier to just sit on the coach or better yet, move – but not really push it (the casual, slow treadmill trod + gym, make-up selfie comes to mind – if your fake eyelashes are still in place after a workout, you are doing it wrong). What’s more, as a general trend, we like being comfortable. We do not like failing. We do not like pushing limits. We do not like risk. We do not appreciate challenges that demand change, effort, or transformation. In fact, as a culture, we have associated this kind of hard work with negative stereotypes and erroneously believe that when we are rich enough, fit enough, successful enough,  we can stop working so hard; our success will be portrayed by our constant ease and effortless existence (Mai Tia’s on the beach anyone?).

Not to mention the fact that exercise (in the gym and treadmill sense) is, well, really boring.

Fitness (and just about any level of success) demands intense and consistent effort. It demands that we continuously move beyond our comfort zones in pursuit of something just beyond, always – not just until we realize a specific weight or dress size.

You cannot eat whatever you want.

Tacos? Anyone?

You know what else releases all those feel good endorphins? Food. And my God, do we have an unhealthy relationship with it. It is a source of pleasure and guilt, of joy and torment. And this dysfunctional relationship makes any nutrition program difficult. In short, diets don’t work. To realize life long health and wellness, we need to fundamentally change the way we view food and nourishment. We cannot simply cut out food groups or drastically cut calories. Exercise is hard work; it will make you hungry. To exercise, you must eat – but we also cannot eat whatever we want whenever we want. We need to learn how to fuel and nourish our bodies, how to read and satisfy hunger cues, how to foster a healthy relationship with the foods we eat. This takes time and effort; it demands knowledge and agency.

And, just like physical activity, it takes work – from the inside out. Did we mention that work is hard? Yes. yes it it.

The Trap of Routine

As human beings, we adore routine. We are creatures of habit, and we like to know what to expect; we like to feel in control and we appreciate the semblance of control that our routines provide. But routines, while they can provide a sense of stability that we all love and admire, are detrimental to fitness and wellness. In fact, that gym routine is working against your fitness goals. To continue to realize the benefits of a fit and active lifestyle, you must challenge yourself – meaning, you must purposefully avoid and push past your comfort zone.

All this hard stuff? You have to do it forever.

Health and wellness isn’t a journey with a definite destination. This journey? It is a lifelong process.

The problem of motivation

Doing hard things forever is difficult – even if those hard things are incredible for you (and make you feel and look fabulous). To be successful in the long run, to make good choices every day from this day forward, you are going to need motivation – intrinsic motivation.

All the little external tricks that we use (that brownie for completing that run? that dress you bought? that trip to the spa you promised yourself?) are not the ticket to permanent transformation. Traditional forms of motivation (losing a specific amount of weight, fitting into a specific dress size, competing in a run or charity event) have a definite end. They are dependent on external cues and, once those cues have been met and satisfied, the motivation to stick with and do “the hard things” fades.

To be and stay motivated long after the initial glamour collapses into a pool of sweat, to continuously pursue challenge and possibility, to push beyond your comfort zone time and time again, you need to build an internal motivation source. In short, to motivate external transformation, we have to first change inside – internally.

How Coaches Create Intrinsic Motivation

The question then: what motivates us at our cores? What are the deepest needs and desires motivating our daily choices and actions? On a daily basis, we need:

  • to be accepted and loved
  • to interact with others
  • to feel empowered and powerful
  • to feel important
  • to be organized and “in the know”
  • to feel unique
  • to be supported
  • to feel as though we are a part of something more or greater

Coaches, thus:

A little helping hand makes it all that much easier (and more fun)
  1. Build and maintain online fitness communities (fitfams) that support long term health and wellness goals, inspire healthy choices, and encourage individuals within that community to overcome challenges and to continue moving forward. These communities enable members to share their journeys and to share in the journeys of others, appealing to our natural desire to be a part of something greater than ourselves while simultaneously cultivating acceptance, support, and social interaction – anytime and anywhere. In your community, you are surrounded, virtually and physically, by others who understand your struggles, who support your fit lifestyle, and who share in your triumphs and set backs (making those triumphs that much sweeter, and those set backs just a little bit easier).
  2. Run fitness challenges, utilizing various tools, programs, and incentives. Coaches don’t simply build a community and then set you loose to wander, aimlessly (I have definitely walked into a gym more than once and, unable to figure out how to work that $#! thing, walked out)! Using a diverse set of programs and tools, coaches establish expectations along with specific workout and nutrition programs. They provide the knowledge and the means to realize these expectations, step by step. They take the guess work out of fitness, tailoring your program to your specific goals and unique needs/concerns while providing the knowledge, support, and guidance necessary to realize success – day in and day out.
  3. Enable you to pursue fitness any time and anywhere. Coaches understand that we all lead busy lives. Thus, they provide the support and tools necessary for you to integrate fitness and healthy choices within your daily “routine.” Your coaches are always just a message away – and while you are still responsible for you, coaches empower the members of their community to take an active role in their own transformations by requiring active engagement, accountability, and above all, positivity.

If you are looking for something that works, if you are ready to take the next step forward and commit to a healthy life and lifestyle…

You aren’t looking for a gym membership, spin class, or the next diet craze. You are looking for a coach.

Ready to take the next step? Click here to make me your coach.