Like riding the subway or running out to the corner store to get toilet paper, tampons and seltzer, working out is one of those activities that occurs in public space, but is widely acknowledged as private. I will work out begrudgingly, but usually prefer to do so in the privacy of my own home, or an anonymous gym somewhere deep in the bowels of New York, away from any place where I might run into anyone I know. This is just how I am. I especially have no desire to work out with a significant other. It’s not that I think that a light jog with your partner is bad. I think it’s nice to have someone to motivate you to do stuff that is hard and shitty, like dieting or losing weight or quitting smoking, or not drinking for a month. It’s not for me but it’s nice. But this workout, as demonstrated by a gross dude in a beanie and his ostensibly Barre Method-trained girlfriend on Cosmo‘s new video channel CosmoBody, somehow manages to make the simple art of fitness kind of uncomfortable and strangely sexual.
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Yoga teacher and wellness expert Tiffany Cruickshank teamed up with her friend Renata Facchini of Liquido to put together a limited-edition fitness wear line with a focus on styles that will hold up in everyday life as well as at the gym. I love the concept of BFFs working together, but what’s even better is that ten percent of the line’s proceeds will go toward Yoga Medicine‘s charitable initiatives. For years, I was never too into shopping for fitness wear (I always figured that money could be better spent on cute street clothes or a vacation because nobody I know ever sees what I wear to the gym anyway), but then I walked into one too many fitness gear sample sales this fall and became mesmerized by Fabletics. Basically, I’m now hooked on window shopping for bright-colored leggings, so I love that buying something from this line contributes to a good cause! Click through for some cheerful pieces from Cruikshank’s line!
It’s taken me a while to formulate an opinion on CrossFit, but I talked it out today, so I think I’m ready to dip my toe into some controversial waters and speak about a fitness routine/lifestyle/whatever that is related to the fitness routine/lifestyle/whatever that I do — barbell lifting — but in which I have never participated, personally.
There’s a reason that I have never participated in CrossFit, personally, and it’s that it strikes me as rhetorically and physically dangerous. Rhetorically, because there’s a quit-whining attitude and physically because that attitude is sometimes applied even to real injuries that really shouldn’t be ignored. I have permanent injuries in my forearms as well as not permanent but persistent and sometimes fickle injuries in my neck and back that I have to accommodate in my workout routine, and I don’t trust a CrossFit coach who paid $1000 for a two-day weekend certification course to understand how to accommodate those so that I can still write for a living without my hands being in a prohibitive amount of pain. Keep reading »
Want to avoid heart attacks, or, you know, just be able to run a mile without thinking you’re about to die? Try getting happy! A new study lead by the National Heart, Lung and Blood Institute and the National Center for Research Resources found that people with optimistic outlooks are twice as likely to have ideal heart health. This study is the first of its kind to include an ethnically and racially diverse participant pool. Keep reading »
I have clearly been underestimating bodyweight exercise, because this homeless man, Jacques, has been doing simple bodyweight exercises on the streets of Paris and complimenting it with a diet designed to increase muscle mass — bought with the money passing Parisians give him — and he is a homeless Adonis. Good lord. Keep reading »
When I went to the gym early-early on Monday morning, I was shocked: Three of the four squat racks were occupied, two personal trainers were working with clients, and people were already on the Stairmaster (I don’t know why the Stairmaster is the first machine to get used at my gym every morning, but there it is). At 5:30 in the morning, at 10˚F, on a Monday, the gym was relatively packed. I wondered if I should skip my barbell workout and do a free-weight workout instead. Fuck that, I thought. I didn’t come here this early for nothing. Keep reading »