About last night ... #NikeBoston

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. 

Group huddle to start class

Group huddle to start class

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.

Dustin and Christina

Dustin and Christina

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.

Jen and I doing pistol squats as part of the partner workout.

Jen and I doing pistol squats as part of the partner workout.

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. 

My Boston trainer idols: Jen, Dustin, Christina

My Boston trainer idols: Jen, Dustin, Christina

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.

Progress.

I got the sweetest note a week ago from a girl I went to high school with. Partaking in her own fitness journey, she shared how much my Instagrams, Facebook posts and blog posts have inspired her. I can't even begin to share how much that meant to me! Such a sweet gesture completely made my day and that was the encouragement I needed to not get a cookie from my favorite food truck "Cookie Monstah" parked outside my building today. Thanks Brittany, you rock!!

It made me want to share a little more about where I started. I've learned A LOT in this past year about health and fitness and where I want to be in the space, but it wasn't always like that, I didn't even have a gym membership for a while.

I grew up playing tennis, that was my thing. My sister and I would go to tennis summer camps and I imagined us being just like Venus and Serena Williams! My AIM screen name in middle school was eWimbledon19 ... because I wanted to compete in the Wimbledon Grand Slam tournament by the time I turned 19. Big dreams I had. There was no way that was happening, but regardless tennis was my sport. I played soccer as well but that didn't last once I got to high school. My coaches kept telling me I need to be more aggressive but contact just really isn't my thing. So I picked up track instead. I ran the 400m for a couple years (hated it, longest sprint ever) and ended up becoming a jumper. Long jump and triple jump were my specialties. It was fun being part of a big team, staying in shape, and working on my agility...all for tennis season in the fall.

When I got to college I still stayed part of the tennis community, playing club tennis, working at the local country club teaching kiddie lessons, and helping out with the varsity kidding summer camps. Then I studied abroad where a two mile run twice a week was considered decent exercise, and pastries were a daily must, I was thanking the lord for my good genes. I wasn't immune to gaining weight but my metabolism kept me slim and able to fit into my jeans. I just had no muscle definition. I didn't feel strong or healthy and at that point I didn't really care. It was good enough. I went to the gym some but I was a classic 30 minutes on the elliptical, a few ab exercises and I was out of there. The gym seemed like a scary place. There was the boys section full of heavy weights, and the girls section with cardio machines and kettle bells. It was just the way it worked and I wasn't about to be one of the girls trying to figure their way out in the boys sections. But those girls, that could hold their own and throw around a little weight, they were always impressive to me. One day maybe I'd be like that too.

So then I graduated, spent that summer in Wilmington, waking up before work for a beach run and quick dip in the ocean and head into the office. Come September when I moved to Boston I continued to run, it allowed me to explore a brand new city. Running helped me make Boston my own. I loved it, before work, during lunch or after, it was my adventure and my escape. I didn't need a gym. But I loved trying all the new studios around Boston for their free passes, FlyWheel, Btone, PureBarre, Barry's Bootcamp, The Club, I tried them all. Come January it was far too cold and snowy to run outside anymore and I settled on a neighborhood gym, Beacon Hill Athletic Club. That's when I started lift more, learning how to lift weights and use body weight as my resistance. Take that for a about a year, some bootcamp sessions in the summer I led, and then I met Johnny and here I am. 

Fitness has always been a part of my life, but it hasn't always been my passion. I'm still learning, I learn something new every day. I ask questions, probably lots of dumb ones. I read articles, Greatist is my go-to. Fitness has been a constant in my life and has become my passion, but I wanted to enforce that it wasn't always the case. I still need motivation to go to the gym, I still need reminders to not get pumpkin bread at Starbucks or order a full bottle of wine at dinner. But I still do all of those things. I still find excuses to go to dinner and order mussels (my favorite) so I can take the table bread and dip in the yummy sauces. I still have late night cravings for sleeves of cookie dough and will run across the street to Salem Market to fulfill them. I'm not superhuman. I'm just trying my best.

I was hesitant to share some progress pictures but I think it also adds an element of authenticity to the journey. So here we go. The picture on the left was taken a little over a year ago, when I was in my running only phase. Lean, yes but not strong. The picture on the right is last weeks progress pic for competition prep, 15 weeks out.

*excuse the mess please!

Ok, the two pictures shock me. But the one thing that has been really helpful is to take pictures along the way to see your progress and how my training is developing. Based on these pictures a few things jumped out at me that I wanted to share, including:

  1. I actually weigh less in the photo on the right than I do on the left. The left photo I was sitting at a 140 lbs. and the photo on the right I'm at 131 lbs.
  2. I wear the same size clothes in both photos, I don't actually look that "big" in real life. For one reason I'm obviously flexing and secondly after you workout your muscles have swelled creating the bigger appearance and more definition. (I was actually kinda scared of this picture when I first took it!). I'm stronger, I've gained definition, but I haven't gain (much) size.
  3. I spend less time actually working out now than I did in my cardio (I still do cardio, not totally cutting that out!) phase. Yes, some of my workouts do take some time, up to an hour and fifteen minutes maximum, but before I used to feel like I had to spend hours on a cardio machine or and hour or two running outside to see results. I focus on five days a week when before I felt like I needed to do all seven.

I wanted to share these photographs not only because I am proud of my progress so far, but because I wanted to debunk a few myths as well! I have a whole post on that coming up soon so please email or post below any questions or comments you have about workouts or training, I'll be featuring the top questions asked! ebaileyfitness@gmail.com

Looking forward to hearing from you!