You might have already expected as much, but those before/after picture for the supplements that claim to help you drop 30 pounds in 30 days or give you an overnight six-pack or whatever insane thing they say they’ll do are all a bunch of hogwash. Aussie personal trainer and fitness blogger MelVFitness demonstrated how those pictures are nothing but an optical illusion by doing her own photo transformation in 15 minutes.
“Check out my transformation! It took me 15 minutes. Wanna know my secret? Well firstly I ditched the phonewallet (fwallet) cause that shit is lame, swapped my bather bottoms to black (cause they’re a size bigger & black is slimming), Smothered on some fake tan, clipped in my hair extensions, stood up a bit taller, sucked in my guts, popped my hip — threw in a skinny arm, stood a bit wider #boxgap, pulled my shoulders back and added a bit of a cheeky/Im so proud of my results smile. Zoomed in on the before pic- zoomed out on the after & added a filter. Cause filters make everything awesome. What’s my point? Don’t be deceived by what you see in magazines & on Instagram.. You never see the dozens of other pics they took that weren’t as flattering. Photoshop can make a pig look hotter then Beyonce.”
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With a great-grandmother who lived to be 101 and another grandma turning 99 in December, I’ve had great genes on both sides of the family. But one Illinois grandma has me in awe, especially because she will not let a severe health scare take her life away. Sandra Foli, a 73-year-old powerlifter, knew she had to change her lifestyle after septic shock nearly killed her. And she did: recently Foli set a record in the 100 Percent Raw Powerlifting competition, where lifting 181.5 lbs earned her a medal. She credits her personal trainer, Chad Hobbs, who she has worked with for five years (and jokes she has known him longer than his girlfriend has!). Check out Sandra Foli sporting some sparkly black Converse throughout her workout: she throws, lifts and jumps like a champ, working hard to avoid being in a wheelchair in the future. Her hot trainer might be another motivation, too. [The Today Show]
In the fitness and weight-loss industry, serpent lubrication sells like hotcakes. It’s capitalism run amok, and it is not helping. Billions of dollars are at stake to perpetuate the myth of “quick and easy” when it comes to building muscle and/or dropping fat from your frame. If you believe in quick-fix miracle cures for getting in shape, you’re not alone. In 2011, the Federal Trade Commission launched a massive survey of consumer fraud in the U.S. and found people were more likely to be taken in by a weight-loss scam than any other type of fraud. It’s not all “bank inspectors” and pyramid schemes; fraudsters scammed millions of Americans wanting to lose weight by selling pills, powders, machines, wraps, creams and even “weight-loss earrings.”
Are people who believe such things stupid? Not necessarily. Read more at Ask Men…
For the past three weeks, I’ve been going to a personal trainer. I realize that’s not very long, but according to my muscles, it’s nigh near forever. I am not entirely averse to exercise. In certain contexts I like it — like when I’m playing soccer or dancing all up in the clurb. But when given the choice between working out and eating a taco, well, tacos win every time.
A few months ago, I got on the scale for the first time in years and it was traumatizing. I’m one of those people who goes to the doctor and specifically tells the nurse not to tell how much I weigh, because I’m super neurotic and will just fixate on it. That’s how much this crap bothers me. But this time I looked and discovered I’d gained an undisclosed but alarming amount of weight in the six years that I’ve lived in New York. What’s worse: I felt soft and mushy and lazy and just not comfortable in my own body. (And yeah, I know that’s not a ton, but it is kind of a lot when you’re only 5 feet tall. Oh, how I envy you tall ladies who can evenly distribute weight all over your lanky frames. There is no place for it to go on me.) Keep reading »
Ready to sweat? For the first episode of Trainer Trials (sponsored by Champion The Show-Off Sports Bra), in which I attempt to discover what there is to love about physical fitness, I dragged Ami along to Flywheel Sports for a little indoor cycling (spinning, if you’re nasty). What I learned: My legs are much stronger than I realized, I should probably wear my bangs back next time, and WOW, I look like I’m giving birth when I’m working out! Also, this was fun! Weird. Watch the episode above and be sure to check back next week, when Jess and I tackle Zumba…
I was groaning while reading Boston.com’s feature on “Broga,” yoga geared toward bros (although women are welcome … GEE THANKS!). “This is not a dumbed down version of yoga. There’s a lot of movement linking the postures, but adding push-ups and variations of squats. People see the name ‘Broga’ and they think it’s just a bunch of idiots. But there’s integrity,” explained “Brogi” and co-creator of the Broga movement, Robert Sidoti.
“Broga offers a much more palatable introduction to yoga at a much more familiar level. There aren’t a lot of esoteric yoga terms that are used,’’ added Adam O’Neill, Sidoti’s Broga partner. “I was thinking ‘Why isn’t yoga more attractive to guys? Why isn’t there a program that’s guy-oriented?’ The issue is that yoga has primarily been marketed to middle-age housewives.”
You get the idea. Yoga is too female-centric and therefore not palatable to men. So, these bros want to make men less “self conscious walking into a room filled with women who are all dressed perfectly in Lululemon” and get more of them in the door. They want to dial down the off-putting OMing and amp up the squats. Keep reading »