Closets mean different things for different people. If you’re Carrie Bradshaw, it’s a sanctuary and shrine. If you’re a slob, it’s your cleaning quick-fix that houses any assortment of junk. And if you’re someone who lives in a cramped studio apartment in Chinatown, then you probably don’t have a closet, so for you it represents envy.
For workout fiends, your dressing zone could also be your home gym thanks to a company called Process that creates “fitness furniture”–aka wardrobes that open up to reveal bars that allow you to stretch, do crunches, or perform pull-ups. The design is kind of cool, but we’re not so sure we’d be down with sweating in such close proximity to a pile of newly dry cleaned cashmere sweaters. Process also makes a table that doubles as exercise bars when you turn it over … which might actually come in handy for the studio apartment crowd. What do you think? Cool idea or no? [InventorSpot] Keep reading »
I hate to quote “Sex and the City,” but I’m going to quote “Sex and the City.” When Miranda first started sleeping with Steve the bartender, he wanted to cuddle in the morning and she wanted to go to spinning class. Complaining about this at brunch (of course), Carrie says to Miranda, “You don’t need to spin if you’re having sex.” And it’s true! According to The Daily Beast, one hour of sex is the equivalent of a 36-minute jog, 28 minutes of yoga, 23 minutes of rock climbing, and 47 minutes of dancing. So ditch your expensive gym membership and go get laid, ladies. [The Daily Beast] Keep reading »
“Nothing is a no-no. But moderation is key. As for sugar, you should cut all sugar out of your diet for five days in a row, maybe Monday through Friday. This will allow your brain to break its addiction to sugar. But be sure to allow yourself a cheat meal on the sixth and seventh days. Deprivation is not a long-term solution.”
— Jackie Warner, the personal trainer who stars on Bravo’s “Thintervention,” in an interview with several bloggers, including The Frisky. But Jackie does have some tips for indulging your sweet tooth. Find out more after the jump. Keep reading »
Have you ever tried toning sneakers? They’re the funnily-shaped exercise shoes that promise skinnier legs, and fitness companies like Reebok and Sketchers are now doing a bang-up business selling them. There are conflicting studies, however, on whether the kicks actually work. The New York Times quotes a study (not conducted by the companies selling the shoes) that proclaimed, “Across the board, none of the toning shoes showed statistically significant increases in either exercise response or muscle activation. There is simply no evidence to support the claims that these shoes will help wearers exercise more intensely, burn more calories or improve muscle strength and tone.” Keep reading »
I knew that I had gained some weight in the past few years. While I wasn’t 100 percent happy with my extra pudge, I didn’t feel motivated enough to lose it. Ten pounds wasn’t really that much. My boyfriend accepted me no matter what, and even my mother couldn’t tell I wasn’t as skinny as I once was. Besides, maybe I could find security somewhere besides my appearance, and as long as I was healthy, who cared about my chunky arms, the extra roll on my belly, and my bulbous hips and thighs?
Then I went for a check-up. “I need to talk to you,” my doctor said, “about your cholesterol.”
My breath caught. A shadow seemed to fall over us. Keep reading »
I’m going to tell you a secret that I usually don’t have to reveal—I am a closet aerobics junkie. I have a binder of workout DVDs for every kind of dancing imaginable, various generic “burning the bulge” titles, Hip Hop Abs, Slim in 6 and whatever infomercial has roped me in this week. And every six months or so, I remember that I’ve gained 20 pounds since college, go into healthy mode and actually use said DVDs. I have intense emotional reactions to all of the people on the tapes, telling me I’m doing a good job, even though I have been doing wonky, ineffective versions of what they’re telling me to do. Keep reading »
We all have some little daily habit that actually contributes to our fitness, whether we’re aware of it or not. I had a housemate in college who would squeeze his butt cheeks every time he took a step, which resulted in him having the most rock hard, pert ass I’d ever squeezed. (He was gay and my manhandling was purely to test the end results.) Personally, I combine my rampant OCD with my desire to stay marginally in shape — I obsessively clean my apartment every other day. You have no idea how many calories vacuuming and scrubbing the bathroom floor with a toothbrush burns! What about you? Do you stick a poison sticker on your roomie’s double stuffed Oreos or you take the stairs two at a time, racing those on the adjacent escalator? Whatever it is, share your little tidbit with the rest of us in the comments. Keep reading »
I am not what you call graceful and athletic. When I told my friends/parents/significant other that I was joining a co-ed soccer team they laughed. I mean, my mom laughed. In my face. And my mom is a professional guidance counselor and is aware of what laughing in your kid’s face does to their self-esteem. So, yeah, not many people expected that I would stick with it. But three years and nine seasons later, I am actually a soccer team captain. And I couldn’t be happier. Keep reading »