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So I left my full time job.
And then the scary reality sat in.
Salaried jobs come with an immense amount of security. You get benefits. You get a paycheck when you work. You get a paycheck when you don't work. You can take a sick day and still get paid. You can sit at home answer a few emails and still get paid. And then about once a year someone tells you you're going to get paid more money, because that's just how it works.
And for some crazy idea, I decided that life wasn't for me. And I left.
Now, I get paid when I work. I get paid based on the work I put in. I still haven't (fully) figured out my health insurance plan. And I'm currently working at least twice as many hours as I was and not getting paid as much.
But I've never felt more me.
I've never felt more alive.
I've never felt more passionate.
Salaried jobs are wonderful for many people. But right now, for me, given what the past 9 months have been, I just felt like I couldn't do it. I couldn't devote myself fully to another company. I couldn't put so much time and effort into someone else's dreams. It was time to put that energy into my own.
I'd always dreamed of having my own online training program.
Women from around the world would message me for workout tips and I wanted a way to help people. They would share these incredible stories of drive and energy without results, I wanted to help them get those results. So I partnered up with my ultimate partner in crime, Meg, and created this 12-week online training program, Begin Again. I currently have my first round of women in and it's so amazing. I'm so humbled to work with each of them, and see them hungrily chase their fitness goals. Proud of you ladies!
I'd always dreamed of running my own Marketing Consulting business.
Over the past two years at in my role, I learned so much about what my 'sweet spots' were in marketing and what I could offer. I also learned about the types of brands and people I wanted to work with and represent. So I started E.Bailey Consulting (page coming soon) so that I could decide who I worked for and who I represented. The choice is mine. The effort is mine. I currently work with EverybodyFights helping them launch in NYC this summer. A company and team I have so much love and respect for. Grateful to be on the team.
I'd always dreamed of being a badass group fitness instructor.
Still a work in progress here, but now I have more time to devote to teaching and learning. To taking classes and learning from the real pros. To make kickass playlists, and practice my boxing combinations for class. I currently teach at two awesome gyms, EverybodyFights FiDi and Burn Fitness (Back Bay and South End). I love both, both unbelievably different and both equally wonderful.
I'd always dreamed of being a fitness model.
I wanted to work with and represent the brands that inspired me to get to where I am. The strong, ambitious women I would see in advertisements, the women that became role models. I'm lucky to have signed with two agencies, SLU (Sports Lifestyle Unlimited in Portland, OR) and Maggie (an awesome local Boston agency). I've sprinted, squatted, and snatched my way through Reebok photo and video shoots. And jumped, laughed, and strutted with my Crane & Lion family. Opportunities that weren't available to me with a "normal" job.
Now people have started to ask me what I do. What's my title? How did I get here?
I do a lot. I guess I'm a "Fitness Professional"? I worked for it. I chased it. I didn't let myself say no.
I'm scared, a little bit everyday. But I also trust myself. I know I won't let myself fall. I know I will fail. I know I will learn from it. I know this current situation may not work out. But this is my reality.
And if I can be honest with you for a minute? This is my dream job.
I just made my dream job.
One step at a time. And here I am.
Now go find yours. Go chase yours. Go create yours.
This life is too short to feel stuck. This life is too wonderful to not embrace. This one life is meant to be lived, make your impact.
Chase your joy.
Follow the journey on Instagram! @ebailey_fitness
Something changed this week for me and my training. And the best way I can try to describe it, is from one of my favorite rom coms, The Wedding Planner. Love a good (or bad) Jennifer Lopez romantic comedy.
Side note: I think my life should be a rom com, so this analogy might be a bit of a stretch. Go with it. It has a happy ending.
About 2/3 of the way through The Wedding Planner there's a touching scene where JLo's Dad in the movie opens up to her that his marriage to her mother was an arranged marriage. He describes that she was actually in love with another man on their wedding day. For the first part of their marriage she only tolerated him, then began to appreciate him. Then how that appreciation turned into like. And eventually that like turned into love.
Welcome to my relationship with running. My arranged marriage with running began when I made a public announcement on the day of the 2016 Boston Marathon that I would run next (now this) year. Ok it's definitley different, I wasn't forced into it, but it wasn't my first choice. I had fallen in love with lifting. I loved squatting heavy, and holding my own in the weights section. My body was adapting quickly and the new challenge in my fitness routine was welcomed with open arms. Running wasn't on my agenda. Wasn't even really on the radar at all. But I made the announcement. I had verbally committed to the world I was running.
Over the past few weeks that obligation had turned into appreciation. Appreciation for what my body could handle. Appreciation for this amazing running community welcoming me and supporting me, knowing I was a newbie. Appreciation for the sport and how effing hard it is.
This week though, that appreciation became like. This past week was the first week I began to look forward to my runs. I eagerly was looking at my plan a few days ahead of time to see what was coming and how I was going to tackle it. I got excited to tune back into my podcasts and tune out the rest of the world. I got excited to see the mileage I was going to cover, and looked forward to the feeling I knew I would get afterwards.
I found myself smiling mid-runs. Probably looking a little like a crazy person. But this journey is becoming so much more than the 26.2 I thought I signed up for.
This week I spent a morning at Horizon's For Homeless Children in Roxbury. A morning touring their facilities and spending time with the kids. The beautiful, vibrant, smiling children, and amazing staff there to support them. This week it became so clear that this is about way more than myself, each mile I run I am literally running for them. Each mile began to mean more. My pain and discomfort eased up because it's about something bigger than I am. The pain they feel is greater than anything a mile or 26 could do to me. I'm fighting for them.
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This week a flip switched. My mindset switched. This week I began to truly like the process and love why I'm doing it. This week I'm finishing 27 miles and feeling so grateful, proud, and excited.
Week 6 Training:
Tuesday: 6 miles of hills and a Bags and Body class with Shane at EveryBodyFights
Wednesday: Off day
Thursday: 4 miles and an hour of boxing with G3 --> The new location opens next week!! Last few days if you want to get in at the lower rates. Email me for info!
Friday: 60min boxing with G3, 20min plyo legs circuit, 1 mile warm up
Saturday: 10 miles! Freaking cold! But felt so good :)
Sunday: Rest day. Veg day. Didn't leave the house day.
Every week I'm learning a little more about what I can and cannot do during marathon training, or maybe should and shouldn't. These past couple weeks I've learned two main lessons:
- I can't lift heavy and train for a marathon.
- Eating for training for a marathon is different than eating to train for a bikini competition.
I should've learned this lesson during my half marathon training but apparently I didn't. My typical training program consists primarily of lifting and HIIT training, neither of which are in my marathon training program.
Yes, cross training is so important to keep your body strong during your runs... but I should've skipped leg day.
Wednesday's are my mid-week off day of running and so I decided to lift my traditional leg day and was feeling pretty weak. I went for high reps and low-ish weight. I did a series of squats, squat jumps, Bulgarian squats, dead lifts, shoulder presses and rows. I was feeling good.
Thursday morning I wasn't. My legs were heavy. And by Saturday for my 8 miles, my legs were like lifting led. They weren't sore but they were tired, and it was a terrible feeling slugging through 80 minutes of pulling what felt like dead weight.
Lesson #1 of the week: I can't be a body builder and a marathoner. And that's OK.
I've been a body builder before, I can be a body builder again. Right now I want to be a marathoner.
Which also means I need to be eating like a marathoner. So much of how I learned how to eat to train was eating for a bikini competition show, which is 110% different than training for a marathon. Instead of counting calories and breaking down macros I'm eating tons of whole nutritious foods until my body is satisfied. I'm not counting calories because it doesn't matter in the same way it did for the show. My body needs way more carbs and fats to keep me satiated. I just have to focus on those carbs and fats coming from good sources: sweet potatoes (by the dozen), oatmeal, bananas, almond butter, avocados, cashews (and way more).
I'm learning to retrain my brain to stop focusing on those big numbers so much and more on the ingredient list. I'm spending more time at Whole Foods (bummer :) ) and really paying attention to what I'm purchasing, taking the time to cook more and have more meals available to me for those post run RUNGRY feels. Which also means I've been playing with recipes and wanted to share my new obsession, homemade high-protein chocolate almond granola with ya'll!
High Protein Chocolate Almond Granola
3c oats (I use Bob Mills Thick Cut Oats)
1/2c chopped almonds
1 teas cinnamon
1/2c unsweetened applesauce
3 tbsp coconut oil
2 scoops chocolate protein (I use Pescience Select Chocolate)
1. Preheat oven to 300 F, and line a baking sheet with aluminum foil
2. Place all dry ingredients in a bowl and set aside
3. On the stove top over low-med heat combine all wet ingredients and continuously stir as to not burn the bottom. Heat until the mixture thickens up 5-6 minutes and then pour over wet ingredients. Mix well.
4. Spread mixture onto aluminum foil evenly and bake for 30-40 min, stirring every 5-7 minutes as to not burn.
5. Let cool and then enjoy with your favorite yogurt, nut milk (mine is from Jugos), or just on its' own!
This week's training plan: Jan 17th - Jan 23rd
Tuesday: 5 miles intervals --> I did this workout at MyStryde with Owner Becca, my first Endurance class!
Wednesday: Off day --> This was the faulty leg day. I'm going to start sharing some cross training workouts that incorporate strength but are manageable to balance with longer runs too.
Thursday: Off day --> 45min of boxing with George Foreman III at EveryBodyFights
Friday: Off day
Saturday: 8 miles --> I felt really good during this run, it was also the day of the Women's March so seeing so many women walking to Boston Commons in their pink hats, I was fired up! I also was listening to Rich Roll's podcast with Coach about his experience in the Civil Rights Movement and being on stage with MLK during the 'I Have A Dream Speech'. How could you not crush your run during those!?
Sunday: Off day
Monday: 4 miles --> I got 3.5 in at MyStryde during Kelli's Power Stryde class, a series of hills, intervals and kettle bell work.
And as always, I'd love any and all support to help me reach my Boston Marathon fundraising goal of $9,000 for Horizons for Homeless Children. You can donate to the cause here! THANK YOU A MILLION!
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I think blueberries belong in everything, pancakes, salads, breads, muffins, cereal all of it. I love me some blueberries! So in very Erin fashion, I attempted to make my favorite baked good, muffins, healthier and with a little more protein.
Insert Kodiak Cakes, if you haven't tried this brand you're missing out! They make great pancake mixes and oats, and have a "power" version loaded with protein. I used this as my base for the muffins. This mix can be found on Amazon, Targets and my local Star Market just started carrying it, whoop!
I've been enjoying these muffins first thing in the morning as a little energy boost before my runs. They're relatively high in carbs (good carbs) which give me sustained energy for the day. Top them with a little almond butter and they're a perfect snack throughout the day as well. I usually eat two immediately out of the oven, and then freeze the rest in bags of two that I can take to work with me and have as an afternoon snack (they defrost themselves throughout the day).
Protein Packed Blueberry Muffins
1/2c Kodiak Power Cakes
2 scoops Pescience Vanilla Protein
1c Almond Milk
1/4c Unsweetened Applesauce
1/2c Coconut Sugar
2 Mashed Bananas
1 teas. Cinnamon
Mix all wet ingredients together, slowly add dry ingredients. Bake at 350 for 12-18min. And YUM! I'd also recommend using foil muffin pan liners, they don't stick as much to the foil as they might to paper.
Makes 12 muffins. Serving 1 muffin: 152 cal, 30g carbs, 7g protein, 1g fat.
Let me know what you guys think! Tag me on social, I wanna see those muffins!
Ok in an attempt to blog my marathon prep, I'm three weeks in and this the first real post. Good Erin, good. Life gets busy and I'm having a hard enough time making time for the runs let alone blogging about them, but I want to give you all an inside look at what it's like to train for a marathon as a "non-runner".
Now before I get my head chopped off for calling myself a non-runner, I'm simply sharing this because I don't love running. It's not my preferred form of exercise, it's something I do but typically no more than 3-4 miles at a time. So for me, 26.2 sounds like a heck ton. Because it is. This training is going to be quite difficult for me. Yes I am a "fitness professional," but I traditionally train for very different things and that will only help me so much when it comes to running for four hours straight.
This week, week 3, was all about creating consistency for me. I'm back from holidays and work travel and out of excuses. Do the runs. Focus on how your body feels. Fuel your body for your runs. Stay in on Friday night (so you have energy for Saturday's long run).
This week's schedule and results: (As created by my badass coach Steve Mura with NYRR)
- Tuesday: 5 miles Fartlek (I chose to make this my MyStryde training day, more on this below)
- Wednesday: Rest Day (I went to the gym for a circuit of wall balls, kettle bell swings, box jumps, and some shoulders)
- Thursday: 4 miles (I only had time for two...weak Erin, weak. I also had my first boxing lesson with George Foreman III, so got in some cardio and tons of arms/core).
- Friday: Rest Day (I did plyometrics and lots of core and stretching)
- Saturday: 7 miles (Felt like a champ after this one! Listened to Rich Roll's podcast and ran slow and steady. I was practically surprised the 7 miles were up at the end, thank you podcasts).
- Sunday: Rest Day/Pedicure Day (I had just gotten a massage on Saturday so I'm saving the pedicure for next week).
- Monday: 4 miles (I did 5 because I didn't gauge the distance well and just felt great so why not. Plus I was listening to the Rich Roll podcast with David Goggins, OH MY GOD go listen now. It'll make you want to run 100 miles. Seriously.)
My biggest lesson this week was to find joy in the process. Something I PREACH often, but hadn't applied to my marathon training yet. If you've talked to me in person my attitude isn't all there. I've certainly not been excited about my runs, and been a massive baby about the cold. This week I dug deep and really reflected on the process and how I actually feel about it rather than how I think I should feel. I had this overwhelming realization that the runs I do look forward to are at MyStryde.
I mentioned before that I'm partnering with them for my training, but I honestly did it because I know it's freaking cold here and going to snow and I wanted a place I could train inside. What I didn't realize I was going to find was that MyStryde is where I feel like a runner. And that's a big statement. MyStryde is what gives me the confidence to know I can conquer the other 3-4 runs i have that week on my own. MyStryde is what makes me feel like I can freaking do this.
It's not about running on treadmills to loud music. It's about the badass coaches reminding you every step of the way that you have a why, find your why, dig deep, and add a little speed. Because you can. And then you do. It's about the people running beside you sweating it out that are keeping you going, because you're in it together. It's about the combination of tread work and floor work, keeping your full body engaged and strong. It's about the strategic programming of intervals and hills you hit at speeds you'd never dream of doing on your own. It's about walking in a little nervous, and walking out feeling like a freaking powerhouse.
MyStryde is what adds joy to my training. So grateful for the awesome team there and letting me be a part of it. If you're in Boston and want to check it out just let me know! I know they'd be happy to have you :)
Now off to Week 4. Let's do this.
If there are any specific marathon training topics you want me to cover or questions you have just post them below! I'd love to hear your thoughts and want this to be as helpful for you as it is a journal of the process for me. Much love <3
2016 was the year I learned it's OK to put myself first. We often feel obligations to others, friends, family, work. And yes, there is a certain amount of selflessness necessary to maintain relationships and contribute to your community, but you can't help others if you aren't fully yourself.
You can't pour from an empty cup.
2016 was the year I put myself first. I put my self doubt aside. I put my obligations on the (side) burner. And I chose me. I woke up each morning and made my mental to-do list based on what I wanted and needed. I chose to spend my time with those who meant the most to me, with those that supported and lifted me up and those I could do the same for. I chose to dedicate my (limited) free time to the thing that fueled my soul, teaching.
And you know what that did for me? It turned 2016 into my pivotal year. 2016 kind of rocked for me.
In 2016, I began to seek my true north and never have I felt closer (with still a long ways to go). I began teaching fitness classes with some of the top Boston fitness companies. Building a new fitness family here I'm truly proud of and inspired by everyday.
In 2016, I ran the Ragnar Cape Code race, 200 miles in 24 hrs with 12 complete strangers. Living in a van and continuing to be surprised by how far my legs could carry me (with no training). I created bonds with an amazing group of people supporting each other and pushing ourselves for the good of the team. We became fast family ending our adventure with Frosé and the sand between our toes.
In 2016, the company I work for got purchased, and we're fighting through this transition, becoming even closer as teammates and coworkers to love and support each other in our careers and tough decisions. I'm still fighting.
In 2016, I made a difficult decision to walk away from a loving and wonderful man to pursue my dreams. I'm lucky that he respected my selfish decision and we remain good friends (with cats!).
In 2016, I traveled to Europe by myself. I drank beer on the streets of Dublin with charming Irish men. I fell back in love with my favorite city, London reuniting with the people that made it feel like home to begin with. I danced through the streets of Barcelona on those warm summer nights. But ultimately, I had many meals in beautiful restaurants requesting a table for yes, just one. I sat alone with my thoughts, and felt at peace with myself. I felt proud. I felt overwhelmed. I felt alone. But I'd never felt more whole.
In 2016, I wrote a blog post that went viral overnight. I let go of my innate reaction to not push the boundaries, to not say anything too controversial. And it caught fire, my story was heard and hundreds of men and women reached out to share their stories with me as well. In the midst of this isolating digital world, we connected over a common passion, to speak out against street harassment. To change a societal norm.
In 2016, I was approached by Reebok to join them in a fitness photoshoot for their Spring/Summer functional training line. While it wasn't ideal timing for me to take off work for the shoot, I had to jump at the opportunity. And because of it, I'm proud to say I've now signed with an agency, SLU as a fitness model.
In 2016, I made new friends who changed the way I think about the world. Friends who challenged my thoughts, my ambition. Friends who support me endlessly. Friends who sat with me and held my hand when my blog comments section became personal attacks. Friends who donated to my Boston Marathon fund challenging me to endless burpees. Friends for life.
In 2016, I found some incredible mentors. People who have opened up a world I didn't know I could dream of being a part of. People who see greatness and lift it up. People who are so smart and caring, I'm honored to be in their life.
In 2016, I set out to run the 2017 Boston Marathon and am honored to be running it for Horizons For Homeless Children. Fighting through 26.2 miles for them.
And as always, forever grateful for my family who stuck with me through all of it. Who supported each crazy decision I made. Who brought me back down to earth in the midst of the hurricanes. Who immediately booked tickets to Boston to be there at the finish line. Who love me unconditionally. How lucky am I to have these wonderful people be my family. <3
I made a lot of selfish decisions. And each of those decisions opened up opportunities for me to meet new people, to help others in a way I couldn't have before. In a shocking way, being selfish made me more connected to others. It made me more aware of how I can help the world. It made me more compassionate, more honest, more engaged. I've never felt more myself, more excited for each day, and more eager to continue moving forward.
Putting yourself first isn't a bad thing. It's a necessary thing. You can't be everything to all people. Be selfish. Be true to you.
In 2017, I have some pretty lofty goals set. Goals I'm going to be selfish with and not share with you just yet. But good things are coming, big things are coming.
My mantra of 2016:
Shut it down.
And my mantra for 2017:
"Discovering more joy does not, I'm sorry to say, save us from the inevitability of hardship and heartbreak. In fact we may cry more easily, but we will laugh more easily too. Perhaps we are just more alive. Yet, as we discover more joy, we can face suffering in a way that ennobles rather than embitters. We have hardship without being hard. We have heartbreak without being broken." - Archbishop Desmond Tutu, The Book of Joy.
I've never had any desire to run a marathon. In fact running is often something I feel like I should do or enjoy more than I actually do. It takes time, and let's be honest, I'm just plain slow. I enjoy lots of forms of exercise, running isn't on the top of my list.
But you know what I do love? Conquering things I initially think I can't do. That's what fitness is for me. It's the mental and physical battle that I can win. That I will win. Because I don't stop until I do. In fact if someone is telling me about something they've just done (Ragnar Race, physique competition, 1100 burpees) and my first thought is "hell no" my second thought is usually, "alright, let's go."Read More
My senior year of high school I took Krav Maga classes three nights a week (with Dad! #bonding) for my senior project. While it was beneficial for me to learn self defense maneuvers, the majority of the class was actually fitness conditioning. The philosophy behind this idea was the better trained you are physically the better chance you have to protect yourself and get away if necessary. You need to be faster, stronger and smarter.
My last blog post hit a chord with thousands, and it's because so many of us have been exposed to harassment in one capacity or another. At one point we've felt our lives were threatened. It's sparked a conversation not many were willing to have. And now what do we do? Now we're admitting harassment is an issue, how do we stop it?
I don't know. Speaking out is one thing, but protecting ourselves is another. Many people reached out to me directly sharing their stories of being victimized, whether it was through words or physical action. It's heartbreaking. It's appalling. It's wrong.
How do we stop it?
This is not a self defense post, but simply a let's get faster, stronger, smarter together. Women I want you to keep running, keep working out, keep living. I want you to feel safe and empowered. So together, let's get stronger.
Today I'm sharing a quick workout you can do anywhere using just your body weight. It will increase your stamina and your strength. Full workout and tunes to match are posted below!
5 moves, 60 seconds each, 4 rounds
- Squat jumps
- Plyometric lunges w/ pause
- Frog planks
- Plank dips
And hey in case you needed some jams to go with your workout today, here are my recent song obsessions:
"I can be changed by what happens to me. I refuse to be reduced by it." - Maya Angelou <3
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I am a 25 year old female living in Boston. I'm 5'8" tall and weigh 132 lbs. I have dark brown medium long hair and green/hazel eyes. I'm flat chested and the curves I have are built by hours, months and years I spent working in the gym.
I wear a size small in my Nike compression shorts that I like to wear when I workout because I push myself hard enough for every pore on my body to sweat. So I'm sticky, gross and smelly and looser baggy clothing just gets in my way of my workout.
I often run in just a sports bra because it's 85 degrees with 50% humidity and I'm training for a half marathon and so 7-10 miles in that heat with layers is plain brutal.
So now tell me, what do I deserve?
Earlier this summer I headed to a local park in the South End of Boston to push myself in an outdoor bootcamp workout I was testing for the upcoming week of classes I teach. It was a hot Saturday afternoon and halfway through my workout I had a guy come over to me from across the park and start talking to me from a few feet away. I took my headphones out thinking he was asking me something, instead my ears were filled with profane things he "wanted to do to me".
Last week I was going for a run before work to clock four miles for my half marathon training. I ran past a parking garage that has an attendant in the front to direct traffic between cars exiting and people crossing. A thankless job, I smiled gave him a wave to thank him and kept running. I took two steps before he yelled after me a "MM HMMMM". Like he was salivating over a steak.
Yesterday I was walking to the laundromat to drop off clothes before heading out to teach a class. Walking out of the laundromat I decided to sneak in the 7Eleven next door to see if they carried my new favorite ice cream brand so that I could come grab some after class. A man so kindly held the door open for me, I thanked him and walked inside. They didn't have the brand so just 60 seconds later I walked back out and he was sitting on the other side of the street watching me come out. I turned down the side walk and he crossed the street to follow me. He even yelled at me to stop and wait for him.
So now you tell me, what do I deserve?
Because this is about 5% of the harassment I have been a victim of this year. And this isn't even the worst of it. What about the nights I'm out with my friends and just because I have heels on and am at a bar it gives anyone the right to hiss, yell or even grab me or my friends.
Or what about the gym. Or what I like to think is my safe zone. The one place I feel men should respect me most because there I feel like we're on the same playing field. There I feel the most empowered. There I feel the most belittled by the comments, by the glares and by the entitlement.
I had a man come up to me a couple months ago at the water fountain in the gym as I was filling up my water bottle he waited patiently. He then told me he liked my leggings, that they made my ass look great, and they'd look better off.
Don't ask me what I was wearing. That's not the question.
If we stopped doing things that felt or seemed dangerous, we wouldn't live.
Am I supposed to stop going to the park? Am I supposed to not run in downtown Boston in the broad daylight? Am I supposed to not go to 7Eleven or the laundromat at 6PM on a Wednesday night? Am I supposed to not go to the gym?
I am careful. I don't go to dangerous places alone. I don't run in dodgy areas by myself. I carry keys on me, and soon pepper spray to put my Moms mind at ease. But that's not the point.
What do I deserve?
I deserve to be treated like a human, not just a woman, because that means something different these days.
And us women, what do we deserve?
We deserve not to feel silenced by your yells.
We deserve to feel empowered for bettering ourselves.
We deserve to feel sexy in our own skin without feeling like we're here to bait you.
We deserve to speak out without the threat of you lingering on our minds.
We deserve to run outside.
We deserve to be judged on our merits, not our outfits.
We deserve more. A whole lot more.
I've told these stories to many friends. And the more I shared the more my female friends shared too. And so many of their stories are worse. So much worse.
I want you to speak out. I want you to break your silence. I want to hear your stories.
What do we deserve? More.
UPDATE: This post has struck a chord with so many of you and I am so grateful. Your voices are being heard. I have read every comment even if I have not been able to respond. Keep commenting, keep sharing and keep spreading the love!
Unfortunately I had to disable the comments section. It went to an extremely rude and offensive place. For all of you that took this seriously, thank you. Your voices were heard. <3
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It's about d*** time time I got myself together and brought this baby back. And just in case anyone was upset its taken me since NOVEMBER to do so, I truly apologize. But here we are :) I'm also still currently working on a redesign so bare with me as this site might be changing a few more times.
So much has happened since November, to catch you all up I'll give you the highlight reel (in no particular order):
- I was hired as a Group Fitness Instructor with DareUFitness.
- My best friend in Boston moved away.
- I launched a fitness series with @Withings called #WithErin.
- I ran a Ragnar Race with Reebok.
- I turned 25.
- I went through a breakup.
- I took a solo trip to Europe (DO THIS!). Young men and women of the world, if you have not traveled by yourself before, do it. Even if it's a weekend trip to a city nearby, do it.
- My company, Withings was bought by Nokia.
- I started to work with some really cool brands, Crane and Lion, Sweat Cosmetics, and Nectar and Green.
- I committed to running the 2017 Boston Marathon.
I was walking to work through Boston Commons this past April on Marathon Monday and I just had this overwhelming sense that this should be me. The incredible runners I saw warming up, shaking out their nerves, preparing for the day ahead, I so badly wanted that to be me. If you've never been in Boston for Marathon Monday, it is truly something to experience. The electricity in this city is infectious. And the runners, the spirit, is truly miraculous, you see runners of all ages, sizes, abilities, CRUSHING 26.2 miles. You see people hurting, falling, cramping and then you see their fellow runners stopping to pick them up, or just lend an encouraging word.
I literally have chills writing this, remembering that day this past April.
In this world of chaos and disorder, that day in particular just gives you faith in the human spirit again. It's unreal. And next year it's not something I simply want to watch, but truly be a part of.
I am not a runner. It's not my go to form of exercise. So for the year between the two marathons it's been my fitness goal to become more of a runner. I decided to do all of the BAA races this year in preparation and have so far completed the 5k and 10k. Up next is the half marathon on Oct 9 in which I want to break 2hrs, and am using the Hal Higdon training plan, so I'll keep you all updated on that.
But for now, it's good to be back :) Comment below with anything you want me to cover here. Meal plans, workouts, fitness challenges, training plans, recovery ideas, whatever it is I want to hear about it!
Per request (I love requests) this weeks video is all about those abs! I love core workouts, but honestly don't do enough of them myself. During prep for my show I hardly ever did isolated core workouts. When you're lifting especially heavy, your core is (has to be) engaged the whole time which gives you a great core workout in itself. However post show I'm back to ab workouts because I think they're fun, weird I know.
So here are my top 6 favorite ab exercises. Go through the first round of each of them with me, give yourself a 90 second break and then you've got two more rounds! Get to it!
10 Leg Lifts
10 Weighted Toe Touches
10 Weighted Sit-Ups
5 Reverse Crunch --> Pike
10 Plank Jacks
Let me know what else you guys want to see!
Week two of video taping our Tuesday Leg Day lunch time workouts, so I'll get right to it! This week I added a few moves in-between just to keep our heart rate up. If we were to be honest with ourselves, none of us do enough cardio (us being the leg day crew). We like to focus on lifting so this Tuesday workout has become a 45 min HIIT workout, lifting and cardio. We all win.
The lovely Ala agreed to stay and run through the circuit one more time with me for the video, so props to her for the additional round!! and BONUS, we added some abs in this week, so here we go!
Leg Day 10.27.15
15 Step-ups on each leg (elbow to knee for an added ab crunch)
25 Jumping Jacks
10 In-N-Out Jump Squats (narrow to wide stances)
15 Bulgarian Squats (10 sec hold on the last rep)
25 Jumping Jacks in-between sets with each leg
10 Clean&Press (10 lbs on each side of bar)
Bonus Round: Abs
15 Spider Crunches (opposite elbow to same elbow)
10 Side Twists (on each side)
Now run through this circuit 3-5 times depends on how much time you have and how much you want to challenge yourself. Ready. Set. Go!
Look in the mirror. That's your competition.
In case you didn't know by now, on Tuesday's I teach a bootcamp class for my coworkers at lunch. We call it Leg Day, because it originated from one of my coworkers Carlos asking for a few leg exercises to switch up his routine, and it snowballed into lots wanting to join in! Now it's a staple and I love it.
I've realized I love teaching and inspiring others to push themselves and I feed off of all the awesome positive energy that transpires. Lately I've had lots of people (outside of my office) reaching out and asking for workouts, I wish I could help everyone individually (head to my online training tab if you're interested in customized plans!), but until then here is our leg day session from this week. Follow along with me for the first circuit and then I'm challenging you to complete four more, that's right I said FOUR! You got this!
For equipment this week we used a bar with 10lbs on each side, and a step platform with five risers on each side:
You can substitute the bar for dumbbells and the risers for anything elevated and sturdy, could be a chair, your stairs or a couch. I'll leave that up to you.
Leg Day 10.20.15
10 Step-ups (each leg)
10 Step-ups w/ jump (each leg)
10 Bicep curls
Ready. Set. GO!
Let me know how it goes for you, and did you end up challenging yourself to five rounds?!
You're a rock star.
I love Nike. I've always loved Nike. It's a brand I can't get enough of, from their motivational social posts, to sleek gym wear, and now their classes.
On Monday night at 8:04 PM Nike Town hosts a bootcamp style workout class for free here in Boston. I found out about it because a few of my Boston trainer idols were selected to be Nike Trainers and lead the classes.
Let's also just preface this by saying that's my dream, to be a Nike Trainer.
If you know me at all, you'll know I'm in bed by 10PM at the latest on week nights, so a class ending at 9 is LATE! (which is why it took me months to go!). I even signed up for one three weeks ago, and ended up locking myself out of my apt and with both my roommates and bf gone I was stranded for a while and thus missed the class. Literally everything was keeping me from trying this class, until last Monday.
I was tired, but I'd had an indulgent weekend so I thought I could use the second workout on this particular Monday. I headed there a little early knowing that if I sat on the couch any longer I wasn't getting back up. I got there, checked in, and then re-introduced myself to one of the trainers, Dustin, that was leading that night.
He owns the Barry's Bootcamp in Boston and had kicked my ass a little while back (luckily still remembered me!). Then class got started, we began with a group huddle and got ready for an awesome class. It was filled with body weight exercises and plenty to get your heart rate up. I was SWEATING about 15 min in. I love that.
About half way in we had to get a partner for a few moves, the woman beside me asked me be my partner, her name was Jen and little did she know but she was one of my Boston trainer idols. She's also a Nike Trainer but just came this week to do the workout. She was actually supposed to run the class the week before when I had locked myself out and missed it. She also recognized me because of social media, and was wonderful to chat with as we went through the partner section.
At the end of the class I of course had to go re-introduce myself to the other trainer there, Christina, who teaches at FlyWheel. I had taken a class with her a while ago because of a mutual friend Lisa, who was holding a charity event there. We ended the night with me admitting I stalk all three (Jen, Christina and Dustin) on Instagram.
I felt so inspired, that even after getting home late yesterday from work, I quickly changed and ran to Nike to make sure I made it in time for class. It's one of those things that sets a great tone for my week, and adds the cardio into my workouts that I neeeeeddddddd but hate doing on my own.
It's been a while since I posted, I didn't know what was next for me (in terms of fitness) after my bikini show. I had kept up my workouts, but then had a knee injury, then I was invited to run the NYC Marathon with only 8 weeks to prep (decided it wasn't smart). I've been all over the place. I've been flirting with the idea of getting spin certified, and have also started teaching a bootcamp for my coworkers on Tuesdays, and I realized I love it.
Challenge accepted: Get hired to teach group fitness classes. Still figuring out if that's spin or a bootcamp...I don't have all the answers yet :)
"It's the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting." - Pualo Coelho.
Um now I know why diets don't work. The amount of food I ate after my show is unreal. It has taken me the past two weeks to finally level out. For about a week I ate anything and everything I could just because I hadn't had it for at least 3 months. It was pathetic. And ironic considering the entire point of my prep was to demonstrate self discipline and then as soon as it was over I had NONE! But I loved all of it.
Let's take it back a night, Ryan and I had to prepare for the big feast ahead (Ryan got a head start as I raided the candy isle)...
The night of the show we went out to Precinct (Jen also brought us post-show donuts) and I had an Alagash which is what I had been CRAVING like crazy. Plus I had sliders including pork belly, lobster and crab cakes. YUM! Then Ryan had stock up on all my favorite things including carrot cake, coffee cake, half baked ice cream, guac, wine and beer. It was heavenly.
The next morning I had my Dad's famous cookies for breakfast because ya know...why not :) Then I took Ryan to the Four Season buffet brunch to thank him for being so supportive throughout the whole journey. We ate the place clean. Blueberry pancakes, eggs, bacon, oats, poached eggs, waffles, caramelized bananas, omelettes, meat and cheese plates, then desserts GALORE!!
That afternoon we recuperated from stuffing our faces... then went to dinner at the Salty Pig and had garlic knots, meatballs, and PIZZA!
The next day we walked around Boston and ended up stopping by Anna's Taqueria which is Ryan's all time favorite meal. It was my first time there so we split a MASSIVE quesadilla...
Then hung around all afternoon drinking Rosé until we headed to Barcelona for white wine and tapas. (I also finished the carrot cake and a second pint of half baked this night...it wasn't pretty).
Coach Johnny sent me a reverse diet plan on Monday which I loosely followed. It's basically used to help rebuild your metabolism so you don't eat everything in sight like I did and gain 6 pounds immediately.
I don't even feel bad about it though. It has been really nice not feeling guilty about ordering Indian food when I don't want to cook, or be able to say YES to unlimited sushi night with friends and always order a glass of white wine with dinner.
I'm back tracking my food, just good to be slightly aware of what I'm eating but I'm enjoying my ice cream nights all the same! I've even started to throw in a little morning cardio a few times a week just because I actually like starting my day like that now. It's amazing what you find out you like doing when it's not something you have to do...or eat. Like egg whites, I still start my days with egg whites and salsa. Just because I like them.
It does feel weird not to have my next goal set up. So any ideas please let me know!
I have so many people I need to thank for helping make this competition journey possible, it deserved it's own post! So Thank You al!! Named or not named, I appreciate everyone's love and support so much!Read More
The countdown is over, the show happened, and my tummy hurts. I did it. I competed in a bikini fitness competition, the Jay Cutler Classic here in Boston on Saturday. I don't even know where to start!
So peak week, the week leading up to the competition was one of the funnest parts. The diet was changing every few hours, I was in constant contact with my coach to manipulate water intake and food plans depending on how my body was reacting. It was so cool. Workouts were limited and the week was all about preparing for Saturday. Hair appointments, nail appointments, 7-Eleven runs (to get candy for the big day!) and grocery shopping to prepare my meals for Saturday which consisted of:
- 2oz chicken and white rice
- rice cakes
- blueberry jam
- peanut butter
- Detour bar
- Pretzel M&Ms
- Twix bars
- Wine :)
Then came Saturday. I was 126 lbs. and 10% body fat. I had hit my goals, I was ready. My water levels were depleted, I had two coats of tan on and I headed to the John Hancock Theatre to check in. I was immediately overwhelmed. I've never seen so many orange people with big hair and big muscles. I felt totally out of my element. Then I found one of my teammates, Zhubin, who was also competing in his first show, and Jen, another teammate, and the day got better!
The thing about shows is it's really a waiting game. I got there at 8:15AM and didn't step on stage until 5PM. Needless to say we had time on time to kill. Jen and I were backstage together all day and we had and awesome time! She did my makeup, we practiced posing, checked in with our coach Johnny every two hours so he could tell us what to eat next and the excitement built! Right before we went on my boyfriend Ryan showed up with BEAUTIFUL flowers, funny signs, and much needed wine to calm our nerves :) Jen and I ran backstage, chugged our mini wine bottles (first drinks for us in MONTHS) snagged our favorite candies and headed to line up. We "pumped Up' with resistance bands so my baby arms and shoulders could be seen on stage and waited. We ended up waiting for a while before we got on stage. I was in two classes, Novice D (the tall girls) and Open F (the really tall girls). Jen and I were both in Novice D so it was fun to be on stage together.
The first time we walk on stage you hit all your poses, front, side, back, front and a wave. I walked on stage and I honestly have no idea what I did. It's like I blacked out. I got so nervous. So many lights. So many people! So many judges. For each class everyone walks out alone and does their poses, then the groups are split in two for comparisons where you're all lined up together and the judges tell you what pose to hit. Then everyone is put on the edge of the stage and calls outs happen. You want to be in the first call outs (those are the best) I was in the first-ish...the called our 5 girls, sent 3 away and then called 3 more, basically trying to figure out the 5th place (top 5 get trophies).
The second time on stage I felt much better and more confident. I knew what to expect. The nerves were gone.
After pre-judging they have a break and then finals. At finals everyone gets introduced and walks on stage and they call the first 5 places. By the time we went on stage for finals it was 10:30PM and we were tired and mostly just over it. So we did our final walk, met up with our team and celebrated an awesome day, and our huge accomplishments. We might have walked away without trophies but that wasn't the point. It was a huge show, with stiff competition, and I felt so proud of the journey I had taken and the progress I made. That's what it was about. I just felt great.
We took the party to Precinct and I got my beer (YUM) and sliders and fries. It ended up to be a pretty awesome day.
After a couple days of reflecting, I'm not sure I'll ever do another show. But I didn't completely hate it as much as I thought. It gave me a goal to work towards and dedicate myself to. I'm really looking forward to enjoying my summer without measuring food and feeling guilty about cookies and cold beer. Maybe come fall I'll be looking for that challenge again or maybe I'll have found a new one. But I'm so grateful I did it. I'm so proud of myself for doing it.
Results: I ended up coming in 8th out of 19 in Novice (my goal was to be in the top half) and 6th in my Open class, just one place away from a trophy. So I'm happy :)
Stay tuned for Thank You's, updates, and my food splurges :)
Happy Friday world! I woke up jumping out of bed this morning. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and I had energy to get after my fasted cardio. This week (2 weeks out) has been a really important week of my prep, it's the last big push before the show. In addition to my normal five workouts, I have three days of cardio and four mornings of fasted cardio.
Fasted cardio = my personal hell.
I've mentioned before that I don't like morning workouts, and morning workouts where I have to keep my heart rate high for 30 minutes when my body is sore all over from yesterday's workout and on no food...the worst. However, fasted cardio is really effective for me. Jump starts my metabolism in the morning and I feel it burning all day. And today it wasn't so bad! I've been feeling minor shin splints this week so instead of my usual run I did some HIIT in Copley Square instead. Then ya know what happened? These babies were poppin!
For a good reason. In addition to the extra workouts I've had this week, my diet has also changed. All week I'm slowly depleting carbs (as Johnny tells me to), every two days the diet changes. I'm hovering around 1200 calories, with my protein intake remaining high and as my carbs are cut my fat intake raises (YAY peanut butter!).
I had to go two days this week without peanut butter and I honestly think it was the first time in YEARS I hadn't had it. Thank goodness that's over.
Basically I'm tricking my body to burn all of the existing fat to use for energy opposed to the carbs I'd be feeding it. Then early next week (peak week!) I'll get a MAJOR re-feed day where I eat a ton of carbs (clean carbs) for my muscles to fill out again. They're working in overdrive this week so we gotta keep them happy before the big day.
So I'll leave ya with highs and lows for the week:
- I have a whole new love for food since I've been so hungry this week.
- Matcha. My afternoon pick-me-up.
- Everything Hoodie Allen.
- Low energy but high spirits!
- Fasted cardio. Ew.
- I skipped fasted cardio yesterday. I was a little disappointed in myself but my body was telling me no.
- No posing practice yet. I need to learn how to walk on stage now. Crunch time people!
- My hands are torn up from my arms/back days. Ouch!
- Low energy levels, but big spirits!
Huge final shout out to my boyfriend who has saved me this week. I forgot my lunches at home one day (grabbed the wrong tupperware) and he drove them to me at work. LIFE SAVER!!! Second shout out to my parents who have given me some great pep talks supporting from afar! Then finally my coworkers...sorry you have to sit with HANGRY Erin all day, but keeping me away from the unlimited kid cereal and M&M's is crucial. Couldn't do this without you guys.
A final BIG THANK YOU to all the social media love. This is honestly one of the toughest things I've done and the messages, texts, Instagram likes and comments truly mean the world to me. When I need extra motivation, that's what keeps me going. Thank you.
"People underestimate their capacity for change. There is never a right time to do something difficult." - John Porter.
Some weeks are better than others, and some weeks are better than you think. I stopped stepping on my scale about ten days ago because the number kept going up. At first little by little, and then I was three pounds higher than where I wanted to be. That messes with you head.
When you're dedicating months of your life, to achieve a goal, you make benchmarks you want to hit. Your daily schedule is dictated by this one goal, and when you stop hitting those benchmarks....it messes with your head.
I've been trying to lean out and I have been feeling leaner and my "abs" make small appearances here and there, but that damn number on the scale is going up!? So I walked into last nights workout/checkin with my coach feeling just kinda womp. Ya know?
So we took body fat measurements, the true test. And let me tell you, that womp feeling was turned right around!! I haven't tested body fat in six weeks, so at eight weeks out I was at 14.6% body fat which was honestly an awesome starting point. I was worried about getting that down, I'm naturally lean, would my body lean out that much more?
I am so proud to say at 15 days out I am at 11% body fat. 11%! I've never been 11%. 11% feels good on me.
Right before we started the caliber measurements I asked Johnny what we were hoping for. He said 11.5% would be great and that was his guess to what I was at. Well take that 11.5%! I'm 11%.
So let's talk numbers. I'm really glad I stopped weighing myself daily, it's good to check in every few days but you cannot dictate your success based on a number on a scale. In the six weeks since my last body fat check in, I had GAINED 1.5 pounds of muscle (which is kinda rare and really exciting because that's when I've been "cutting" and normally when people lose muscle mass) and LOST 5 pounds of fat! Whoop!
I was frustrated that the scale wasn't changing the way I wanted it to but I was getting leaner which now all makes sense! While I was losing fat (good thing) I was gaining muscle (GREAT thing). So see?? The scale is not all it's cracked up to be.
New goals: Lose 1 pound of fat, and sit at 10% body fat when I walk on stage.
Other really exciting developments...
I did my first pull-up last night!
Do you know how hard it is to do a pull-up? Really hard. It was one of my resolutions. Nailed it.
So ya see, sometimes a womp kind of week just really turns around.
Also I had some really yummy meals this week.
15 Days. Get. At. Me.