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The Butt Book

Long ago, I was in the market for a book that would outline various lower body strengthening exercises. So I visited Borders (aw…*takes moment of silence*) and found this gem in the exercise section:

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I can’t imagine what caught my eye. It’s a mystery.

What I affectionately term “The Butt Book” has turned out to be one of the most useful tools in my exercise regimen. I can’t think of a lower body exercise – in or out of the gym – that this book does not describe.  It will tell you how to do it and how to make sure your technique is correct so that you do it safely. It also outlines different workouts and the rate at which you should increase the intensity of your strength training. For a person such as myself who tends toward the all-or-nothing frame of mind, this has been helpful.

Today’s movement involved the five exercises I describe briefly below. I completed two reps of ten each, since that seems to be my starting point this month. Starting slow also helps me slow down and pay attention to form.

Again, as with all strength training – engage your core so you don’t hurt yourself. It’s also important in these exercises to isolate the movement. Try to keep the rest of your body still while only the muscles required to execute the rep are used.

1.Post squat (…ish.  I totally keep both feet on the floor) – Holding on to something sturdy (I used my largest bookshelf), bend from a standing position to a sitting one.  Don’t let your knees cross over in front of your toes, because that’s bad for you knees, and they will tell you about it – loudly – if you do it. Stand back up to complete the exercise.

2. Good mornings – This is like a crunch but for your back. Actually, the idea of crunching your back gives me the willies.  Pretend I didn’t say that. What I meant to say was that it strengthens your back. Stand with your feet just over shoulder width apart, feet turned out (second position, modern dancers). Contracting your abs and keeping your head and spine aligned, bend forward until your body is parallel to the floor.  Stand back up.

3. Kick backs (not the name in the book – I forget what the book calls them) – Holding on to the same sturdy thing from before and contracting your abs, lift your right leg behind you.  Lower and repeat with left leg.

4. Kneeling side leg raises (or what I like to call Fire Hydrants) – Get down on your hands and knees. Keeping the leg bent, lift your right leg up until it is parallel to the floor (watch. your. alignment.  It’s easy to piss your back off with this one). Lower leg and repeat with the left leg.

5. Seated inside raises – Sit on the floor, one leg bent and the foot on the floor in front of you and the other leg turned out and stretched out at an angle in front of you. Keeping everything else still, lift the straight leg up and in (so that it ends up in front of you at the same angle as your other leg, only extended). Lower down. Repeat with other leg.

Because the last three are one-leg-at-a-time activities, this sequence will feel more like eight exercises instead of five.

Strength training, if done correctly, can make everything else easier. Strength training, if done incorrectly, can injure you and make everything else – even sleeping – harder. My advice is that if you are serious about adding strength training to your plate, go to a gym and take their weight room orientation, or talk to a personal trainer.

Or at least buy The Complete Book of Butt and Legs and do what it says.*

Be safe!

I’m committing to 31 Days of Movement.

* Full disclosure – this is an affiliate link, which means if you follow the link and buy it, I get a cut.

Stretch!

Last night, we had Supper Club. We made homemade bread and pasta.  After intense carb-loading (and more than one generous glass of wine), the very last thing I wanted to do when I go home was exercise.  I was going to use this as my movement for the day:

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(Action shot of Adriana and Josh)

Cranking the pasta maker is movement.  Technically. So is kneading bread. Technically.

But even though my arms are a little sore from the kneading (seriously – I have to get my arms stronger – this is ridiculous), counting cooking as movement seems a little cheaty, particularly when said cooking was interrupted by large amounts of wine and chocolate.

So when I got home, I did the only movement that my full, happy belly could take.  I stretched.

It was glorious. First of all, I did all of it sitting on the floor. I’m all about any activity that I can do sitting down. Second, it only took about a half hour (and about four refills of my 20 oz. water bottle…because wine) to fully stretch every major muscle group and a few of the minor ones.

Best of all, it relaxed me and was a nice transition to bed. I slept so well.

By the end of the month, I would like to have a morning and night ritual, because winding down and waking up are both hard for me. This might be a good one for the night-time. Noted.

Calories burned – 113.  That’s approximately three quarters of a six-minute mile. Not bad for being full of carbs and wine.

I’m committing to 31 Days of Movement.

Clean Up

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Today’s activity?  Housekeeping.

Don’t scoff.

According to the calorie counter at MyFitnessPal, I burned 454 calories cleaning my apartment today. To put that in perspective, for someone my weight, running (or according to the website, jogging) three miles at a rate of 10 mph burns 435 calories. That’s three six-minutes miles.  I burned more calories today cleaning than I would have burned if my chosen activity of the day was running, because I have never in my life completed a mile in six minutes and cannot even remember the last time I ran three in a row.

Eight different times today, I set a timer for fifteen minutes and straightened and cleaned as much as I possibly could before the buzzer went off. When it rang, I was a little out of breath and sweaty.  So I might have burned more calories, but since I am dealing with a website that considers a six-minute mile “jogging,” I’m going to go ahead and measure my activity as light (rather than heavy) housekeeping.

But no matter what you call it, here’s the best part – my home is two hours cleaner now than it was this morning.

Yep. I’m feeling pretty proud of myself.

I think MyFitnessPal just became my favorite app. Don’t be surprised if I start measuring everything I do in how many miles I saved myself from running.

I’m committing to 31 Days of Movement.

Friday evening is my downtime. I try to get all my errands done some time during the week so that on Friday after work I can just go home, take my shoes off, and refuse to leave until the next day. My sanity depends on it. So any activity I add on Friday has to work with that. Every Friday this month, I am going to have my own private dance party.

This week’s theme  – Club Songs.

Of course, when I say “club,” I’m talking about the goth club.  So my club music sounds different than everyone else’s club music. In choosing a song to share with you, I picked one of the less dark, less morbid ones.  You’re welcome.

[Aside: technically, Portishead is more trip hop than goth.  But it reminds me of the club, so it’s still a good representation of the dance mix to which I will be partying down with my bad self this evening.]

You’ll note the relaxed beat of the song. Perhaps it’s not what you would typically consider to be dance music, but I encourage you to give it a try. Be creative and – for lack of a better term – flow-y with your dance.

If you have no idea where to start, this instruction page is both informative and hilarious. Pick a few moves and experiment.

Or don’t. Just do what you want.  It’s your party.

Have fun, and happy Friday!

Fridays are going to be the best days in my 31 Days of Movement.  I can already tell.

Push It

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(All I need is a wall.)

There was a time in my life when I was in pretty good shape. I could run up several flights of stairs without getting out of breath, and I was a tiny-but-mighty powerhouse when a friend needed help moving.

This is not that time, but I’ll get to that in a minute.

The definition in my arms was a thing of beauty. This was due in part to my job at the time. I worked at a daycare and thus spent every afternoon, five days a week, lifting and playing with two-year-olds. That will give you a stress headache, an immune system of steel, and very nice arms.

It also didn’t hurt that I had a regular strength training routine. A trainer at the university gym told me that it was a good idea to alternate – upper body one day, lower body the next. I flat out ignored this advice and did all my strength training every other day (public service announcement – you need a day to rest in between when working a muscle group). I needed days in my life that did not include strength training, because I hated it. I hated it so hard. I did it, though, because it made everything else I did – running, dancing, swimming, lifting two-year-olds – so much easier.

This is one of the arm routines I abhorred the least, because I could do it in the privacy of my living room. I performed four sets of fifteen reps each. Some of the names are what the professionals actually call the exercises; some of them are just names I made up, because cute names make strength training less horrible. Think of it as a nice, kitschy om to go with your exhale. It will get you through it.

As with all strength training, make sure you engage your core (i.e., hold in your stomach, like a good Southern lady) while performing these exercises to improve alignment and help avoid injury. Also, remember to stretch before and after, because if you forget to be a stretcher, you might end up needing a stretcher (little nugget of wisdom from my junior high running coach).

1. Push it (complete with Salt and Pepa running through my head) – This is basically a standing push up. Stand facing a wall, and put your hands on the wall in front of your face, forming a triangle. Bending your elbows, lower your body to the wall and then push away, taking you back to your starting position.

2. Superwoman – Balancing on the right leg, extend the left leg behind you. At the same time, lift your arms in front of you, like you’re about to fly away. Lower arms and leg, then repeat with the left leg supporting and the right leg extended.

3. Ski lift – Okay, so you start out sitting in a chair, and that’s where the comparison to riding a ski lift ends. Placing your palms on the chair on each side of you, lift your butt off the edge of the chair, lower yourself toward the ground, and then push back up. Imagine yourself in a snowy wonderland.  Try to ignore the burning in your triceps.

4. Pointer – Get down on all fours.  Extend your right arm out in front of you and your left leg behind you. Point your fingers and your toes like you’re a dog on the hunt and you’ve just found a bush full of poor, unsuspecting quail. Lower your arm and leg into the original position, and repeat with your left arm and right leg.

5. Cobra  – Lie face down with your elbows bent and your palms on the floor beside your chest. Push up with your arms, lifting your head, shoulders, and upper body.  Allow your shoulders to drop as you move your shoulder blades toward one another (this is a really amazing exercise for those of us who carry our stress in our shoulders, by the way).  Hold for a few seconds, then lower down.

6. Come to the table – Sit on the floor at your coffee table with your legs straight underneath it. Gripping the underside of the table, lie back as far as your arm length will allow you to go.  Pull yourself back up to a sitting position. This also works at a kitchen table, seated on a stool or bench.

Like I mentioned before, my routine was four sets of fifteen reps apiece. That was my intention today. My reality today, however, ended up being two sets of ten reps apiece, and still my arms are so tired I have had to take breaks while writing this post, because I couldn’t hold them up anymore to type.

Well.  That’s humbling.

It’s also motivating. I’m going to get back up to those four sets. I’m going to have that strength again.

I’m committing to 31 Days of Movement – click to see the series so far!

Taking the Stairs

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“American women have two modes — sitting or spinning. French women prefer gentler, more regular varieties of all-day movement. They see exertion as an integral part of the day.” Mireille Guiliano, French Women Don’t Get Fat

When I got to that line in the book, it hit me square in the face. That describes my typical activity level perfectly – sitting or spinning.  I am either completely still or I am in a frenzied state, sweaty and out of breath, trying to eke out some burned calories to counteract my slothdom.

Today, I didn’t cut corners.  I made a point to get up at least twice an hour and walk. Instead of IM-ing my boss when a student showed up for an appointment, I stood up and went around the corner to her office.

I took the stairs.

I have walked so many stairs today. This was a grand/terrible idea for the first day. I might actually be sore tomorrow.

I take the stairs every day…to my apartment.  But everywhere else?  The elevator is a friend of mine.

Not today, though. Today, I realized just how many times I go to multiple floors at work and just how many stairs that adds up to, and I’m tired but not exhausted like I thought I would be.  I’m the kind of tired belonging to someone who has had a normal, active day.

I don’t think I’m going to have any trouble getting to sleep tonight. I also drank twice as much water as I usually drink, because more activity makes me thirsty.

I love it when simple things that don’t require any additional scheduling make a difference. I think I’ll take the stairs every day.

This is Day One of 31 Days of Movement.

31 Days of Movement

31 Days Blog 2014

Every October, the Nester hosts a link-up for 31 Days of ____.

I am participating in October Unprocessed this month (starting….now…because I totally just had goodbye-Debbie-we’ll-miss-you donuts this morning), and I was going to write about that for 31 days. But while there are many awesome things about being almost 40, one thing that is less awesome is that a healthy diet alone is no longer enough to keep extra weight from creeping up on me.  And as you can see in the (*cough*adorable*cough*) picture above, I have never been big-boned.  My hand is not much bigger now than it was then. Extra weight is not a friend to my skeletal system.

So I’m going to write the 31 days that I should have written ten years ago. I can’t go back in time, but I can start incorporating more movement into my everyday life, and it begins today.

My behavioral cycle is to get excited, dive in head first, experience failure, get discouraged, quit, and drown my sorrows in another donut. I recognize that. So I am not going to do 31 days of training for that half-marathon that I really want to run in New Orleans in January, because I’m not really sure I could run one mile right now. And I’m not going to sign up for a gym membership, pledging to go for an hour every day at 6:00 a.m. before work, because I think we all know that’s not going to happen.

I am going to set a couple of ground rules:

  1. I’m going to choose daily movement that is practical. It has to work with my current schedule. I am willing to give up an hour of Internet/TV in the afternoon to make time for exercise. I am not willing to get up an hour earlier every morning, particularly on mornings when I didn’t even get home until 10:00 or 11:00 the night before.  Most days, 6:45 is already pushing it. And on the days that I do wake up earlier, I would be better off having a good breakfast and getting in some greet-the-day yoga than trying to get to the gym and back before getting to work.
  2. I am going to keep my expectations reasonable. Like I said, there will be no sudden intense training. I’m not even going to put a minimum time on it. I might take an hour-long walk one day and fifteen minutes of weight training the next. Both count equally toward my goal, which is simply to add something active to each day.
  3. Bonus points if I try something new. A lot of my fitness goals fail because I find one thing to do, and I get bored with it. Exercise is so, so dull to me. I know I like to dance, so Fridays are going to be dance party days (you know you’re excited), but even dance every day will eventually lead me to thoughts like, “This again? Wouldn’t you rather watch Psych reruns, self?  I think so. Compromise – we can dance to the theme song.” And thus the unraveling begins. So I am open to suggestions, but if your suggestion is something like rock climbing, I reserve the right to give you the side eye.

You can watch it all unfold here. Wish me luck!

Day 1 – Taking the Stairs

Day 2 – Push It

Day 3 – Dance Party – Club Songs

Day 4 –  Clean Up

Day 5 – Stretch!

Day 6 – The Butt Book

Day 7 – Pilates

Day 8 – On Not Moving

Day 9 – Serious Arms

Day 10 – Dance Party – Club Trad

Day 11 – Not-Racing

Day 12 – Chasing the Dogs

Day 13 – Boot Legs

Day 14 – Zumba

Day 15 – Tuesday’s Child

Days 16-20 – A Tale of Two Cities

Day 21 – The Wrong Milk

Day 22 – Goodnight, Yoga

Day 23 – Supermarket Shuffle

Day 24 – Dance Party – Girl Child of the 80s

Day 25 – Just a Little Walk in Hell

Day 26 – Bookworm

Day 27 – Why Girls Are Fierce

Day 28 – Ten-Minute Ballet

Days 29-31 – Last Dance

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September is always such a tease. It gives us a few cool days. A friend whose birthday is in the middle of the month says that Jesus always makes the weather nice for her special day, and I’m inclined to believe her. It always manages to make its way back up to the 90s at some point during the month, though. I could do without that.

Looking forward seemed to be the theme of this month. I am about to start October Unprocessed and 31 Days of Movement, so I have been collecting recipes and ideas for exercise that fits into a busy lifestyle. So I have stacks and stacks of cookbooks and get-your-life-together books all around the apartment.

September was full of friends and food. The DFW Story Feast had fondue night. There is a particularly telling picture of me where I am not at all looking at the camera but rather am focused on the smothered piece of bread at the end of my fork. I do love cheese. We meant to art journal that night, but…cheese.

I tried Hypnotic Donuts and Cultivar Coffee for the first time.  They have branched out from Dallas and made their way up to Denton, and I’m so glad that they did. Sonja and I each had a donut and then went back for poutine and a chicken biscuit. And it took me the entire time I was there to realize where I had seen this couch before:

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My grandmother had this exact same couch. If you look closely, you can see the pictures of the pheasants. This made me feel oddly at home. It seemed fitting that I should be eating biscuits and drinking really strong coffee near this couch.

That’s right.  Getting all my bad habits out of the way before I start an October of eating and doing things that are good for me.

Other than cookbooks, I have only read two books, but I enjoyed them both. Cassandra Clare’s City of Heavenly Fire was a quick read and a nice (albeit very predictable) conclusion to the series. But Jasper Fforde’s The Eyre Affair was my favorite. I feel bad for it, being my favorite in a slow reading month. It’s not hard to be the better of two. But even if I’d read twenty books this month, it probably would still have been my favorite. It was clever cornucopia of literary references, and it made me want to read everything mentioned.

As far as music goes, I have had either Rude or All About That Bass stuck in my head all month. I only find one of them tolerable. It’s been tedious. I would like to say that this is teaching me patience, but I’m pretty sure it’s just fueling my rage.

Micah and Raven both had birthdays this month.  They’re getting so big, and I see them so rarely. I might have to make a dash to Fort Worth in October to visit.

So that’s my September. What was your September like?

I’m linking up with Leigh Kramer – join us!

Dissonance is a clash.

Dissonance is the what-should-be bucking against the what-is.

Dissonance is both sobering and stirring up.

Dissonance seems to be a way of life for me. I have two pictures – the life I want, and the life I have – and they are often in discord with one another. The former crashes into the latter, like waves pounding the sand and slowly, steadily changing the shoreline.

I have learned to sit in the dissonance of this existence. I have also learned that sitting in it is not the complacency I once thought it was.  It’s honesty. It’s listening. It’s inspiring.

Sometimes, it sounds like chaos.

Mostly, it sounds like dancing.

I’m linking up with Marvia Davidson’s Real Talk Tuesday.  Join us?

(Originally posted via Story Sessions)

Every week, Marvia Davidson gives us the chance to participate in Real Talk Tuesday, a synchroblog that explores writing our hard truths. So today, she’s answering my questions about it.

1. Give us the back story – where did you get the idea for Real Talk Tuesday?

I didn’t intend to start Real Talk Tuesday.  It was one of those things that just happened (though I think something like it was always rumbling around in my heart).  It was an offshoot of where I wanted to take my own writing, but I wanted to do it in community.  A few months ago I took part of a healing support group called Mending the Soul.  It’s changed my life, my perspective, and how I see authenticity and living out truth.  It was all about dealing with hard truths about one’s self and its impact on how we relate to people and issues in our lives.  It’s more than that, but that’s the impetus toward healing and restoration. You gotta talk about hard things.  You gotta work through all the junk that keeps you bound or that keeps you from not fully living and being your whole, God-made self.  If we’re really going to live out true and authentic lives, then we’ve got to wrestle with the depth and width of our pain.  Feel the feels, use our voice, say what we need, find safe people with whom we can fully be ourselves, know our power and authority, and not shrink back from the process of being real and whole all the time in every place.

2. You have great prompts that seem to resonate with a lot of people.  How do you come up with them?

Hmmm.  That’s a great question!  I do a lot of quiet pondering.  Many times they come between pauses, between breaths, when I’m not doing something or busying about life.  They come in wisps while walking in the evenings.  They come while staring at the moon.  They come while considering music, words, movies, and lyrics that resonate.  I sometimes wonder if these little phrases are pockets of holy hush meant to bring me back to the One – as though to remind me Whose I am and why I’m here.  Perhaps the resonance is a pull to Someone Greater…

3. In your invitation this week, you say, “As always may our words be seasoned with salt and grace.  May our words empower, encourage, and equip.” I love that. Why is this important to remember?

When I first started my blog, I only knew I wanted to write about life, faith, and leaning in when it gets hard.  It was never my intention to be any part of the hullabaloo that is the sometimes craziness of the blogosphere.  That just doesn’t jive with me.  When I think of legacy, I think of what I want to leave behind. I want to leave words that remind people to look up, look out, look within.  I want to leave words that remind men and women they matter.  You can’t do that when you’re mudslinging, disparaging, and berating.  That’s just not me.  Even though my blog is seen by few, what matters is that it be a place of grace.  I want my little corner of the internet to be a place of reprieve.

4. You are a champion of honoring voices.  What does that mean to you?

Mmmmm.  It may be life experience and what I’ve walked through, but there is something internally powerful about being seen and being heard by human flesh.  To hear another soul listen, look you in the eye, and offer not judgment is freeing.  I really first learned about this when I joined a recovery group in 2011.  It was a life changing experience.  I had a lot of hurts, habits, and hang ups that I felt very ashamed about.  The recovery community was a place of total acceptance.  No one was trying to fix me.  They allowed me to just be.  They showed me tools to help me – and they really did help me (that and leaning hard into faith in God).  To honor a voice is to welcome others and be a dignity restorer.  Jesus did that a lot, and I want to practice the same in my life.

5. Your new website is gorgeous.  What advice can you give to people wanting to branch out into hosting their own sites?

Ha! Ha!  For reals, though.  I just launched it.  I had no idea what I was doing, and to an extent still don’t, but I knew it needed to be done because it was just time.  It’s a work in progress like me.  I’m okay with that.  I have an idea of where I want it to go, but I can’t do it alone.  I am so inspired by the many women I see blossoming in the Story Sessions community.  They keep me going!  For those branching out, I’d say ask for help.  Ask lots of questions.  Trust your “style” gut.  I read a several blogs like Jeff Goins and Michael Hyatt, and they were so helpful.  I can’t wait to get to do more with the blog.

6. What other projects are you working on?  What are you excited about?

I wrapped up writing a second memoir about tearing down lies, faith, and restoration.  My next step is editing, book cover design, and getting feedback from beta readers.  This is all new for me, and I’m excited about the project.  I hope to release it in December of 2014.  I am also excited to dive deeper into what it means to be a creative entrepreneur.  I have #alltheideas that won’t quit, and I want to do something with the ones that speak to my why and my what.  It’s never too late to work the dream, so I’m going after.  The rest… well, follow my blog or the Real Talk newsletter to find out more.

Marvia

Marvia enjoys sharing the journey of life and living fully.  She’s a Christ follower learning to just “be.”  While her life may not be perfect, she is on the road to “be”-ing and authenticity in Christ.  Her desire is to share love, light, hope, words, thoughts, dreams, faith, and whatever else seems good and prudent.  She is drawn to encouraging, supporting, mentoring, and helping others.  You will find her walking the rockity-bumpity journey of life in the wide open spaces of Texas, sipping tea, drinking coffee, splattered with sugary flour dust while baking with family, laughing and snorting loudly, or dancing ridiculously just because.

Join her on the blogging at humanimpulse.wordpress.com or follow her on Twitter @MarviaDavidson.