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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I gotta admit, I was especially excited for this episode of Trainer Trials. My grandfather — shout out to Frank Joseph Parry, whut whut! — was a boxer and won the Golden Gloves for all of Pennsylvania way back in the day. So, you know, boxing is in my blood. Plus, I have a lot of untapped aggression (sometimes you’ll see it come out when I lose my fifth Candy Crush life), so I was psyched to channel some of that energy into boxing. The amazing Albert Russo, an instructor with Real Fitness NYC and a Training Manager with Hype Gym, stopped by The Frisky video studio to show Julie and I some beginner boxing footwork, punches, combinations and drills. I gotta tell you guys, of all the various workouts I’ve tried over the years, boxing was by far the most fun and challenging. Like, I’m obsessed. (And my forearms were sore the next day.) Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee, bitches! Check out our workout above — and if you’re in the NYC area, give Albert a shout to set up your own training session.
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…
It’s time for another episode of “Trainer Trials,” our new video series in which I try out various fitness activities in hopes of finding one or more that I don’t hate. (That sounds negative. I’m just really good at finding excuses not to work out, so in order to keep the ol’ ticker healthy, I need a semi-regular fitness routine that is at least half as enjoyable and fun as, say, drinking wine and organizing my sea shell collection.) The amazing Zuta Gilchriest from Crunch Gym came by The Frisky video studio to give me and Jessica some private Zumba tutelage, and, well, booties were poppin’. (Watch above!) Zumba combines dance styles like salsa, merengue and soca, with standard workout moves like lunges and squats, all to the tune of various Latin and world beats. I know, I know, we’re making it look easy – but it’s not. Embodying the spirit of Sasha Fierce works up a sweat, you guys. I don’t know that I feel confident enough yet in my skills, but perhaps after a few more classes, I’ll be bustin’ out that towel move at the clurb. Look out!
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…
Working out has never really been my thing. I’ve belonged to a few gyms (some of which I never frequented, not even once), I’ve taking a spinning class here and there, I went on a brief — very brief — Bikram yoga kick and then blamed quitting on “the smell.” Nothing has ever stuck. Sometimes I throw on workout clothes with the intention of doing something physical, but end up walking to go pick up a burrito instead. I don’t want it to be this way. I want to be one of those people who actually gets excited about taking a new class at the gym! I want muscles! I want to be able to walk up four flights of stairs without losing my breath! So, I’m challenging myself. Over the next few weeks, three different trainers will be coaching me through different fitness options — FlyWheel Sports, Zumba, and boxing — for a three-part video series sponsored by Champion The Show-Off Sports Bra. (I’ll be dragging along a fellow Frisky editor to sweat it out with me.) Keep an eye out for our first video in the “Trainer Trials” series this Friday! Wish me luck!
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 »
People tend to fixate on very specific mental images when it comes to yoga and sex. They hear Yoga Sutra and think Kama Sutra. They remember that story they once read about the Orgasmic Meditation (OM) movement or naked yoga or yogasms. They picture the cheesy movie scenes where men watch a sex video and one of them drools, “wow, she must do yoga!” They envision Sting and Tantric sex…couples having intercourse while staring deeply into each other’s eyes, achieving levitation right before they experience multiple, simultaneous, universe-altering orgasms.
Or something like that.
I have never experienced simultaneous orgasm. And the closest I’ve ever come to levitation is that time I went into a headstand in yoga class, fell over, and magically landed in king pigeon pose. But I can share with you five ways in which yoga can improve your sex life. Keep reading »