You know how I’ve been raving about the food in New York? Pizza that’s somehow the perfect combination of soft and crispy is available on every block. And it’s cheap. The Shake Shack is an avenue away. A food truck makes me crave bacon waffles for lunch every Thursday. Couple that with a hot summer that makes me want to eat cookie dough ice cream while sitting in front of a fan instead of running after work and I’m gaining weight. Bringing salads to work a few days a week and urban walking and stairs just aren’t cutting it.
I was up 3 pounds when I weighed myself a couple weeks ago (I don’t have a scale at home). Now I have subscriptions to two fitness magazines. I know weight can fluctuate throughout the day and month, but I’ve just been feeling like I need to work a little harder and tone up.
I’ve been writing about fitness classes, and one interview in particular inspired me to do something. Nicole was telling me about her kettle bell classes. She said she saw a tighter waist and toned arms and thighs. Yes, please! So I start kettle bell boot camp on Monday. I found a Groupon deal, offering 10 classes for $65. Cheap! So, I took the plunge. My friend Jen also did a boot camp and is looking svelte. Maybe this is the best kept secret in fitness. I’m going to commit to weekly sessions with my new trainer, Cindy, for 10 weeks. Plus, I’m going to continue with regular yoga classes (my elbow is good enough to go back). And then add in a few cardio sessions, like early morning runs, after-work standup paddleboarding tours or soccer in Queens.
I’m also feeling a financial pinch right now (amid an unplanned trip to Texas plus emergency room bills), so I’m trying to do this on a budget, but still keep it fun. Running is free, but it doesn’t happen on 90-degree days. Gyms are air conditioned, but expensive. So I have some logistics to work out, but you’re all on notice that I’m doing this!
I’m a journalist, content strategist, doting auntie, amateur bobsledder, fitness enthusiast, and wannabe health nut (who loves chocolate and pizza too much to fully commit). I don't want you to think my life is perfect. It's not.