BEACHBODY SUMMIT IN LAS VEGAS

Filmed a little video while at the airport. very excited about this trip to Las Vegas!

Today is Day 1 of our P90X® certification. Workout with Tony Horton is on the menu!

SO YOU FEEL SAD...

                      


Sometimes, we encounter difficult circumstances in our life. Family issues, health issues, work issues... a combo maybe?
Bottom line is, we all have phases in our life where we have difficulties, and often one of the first thing that gets dropped is good nutrition or exercise. Or both. Are you with me?

You know what I am talking about: you are stressed out and so you go on stress induced junk food binge; you feel depressed so you skip 1, then 2, then 2 weeks' worth of workouts.

Sometimes, the very things that would help us feel better and keep our head above water are the things we first let go of.

And I am guilty of this!

I have been taking a medication for Multiple Sclerosis once a week since January. If you are scientific minded, the medication I am on in the interferon category.
To make a long story short, it makes me quite sick. Strong flu like symptoms accompany each injection and they last about 8 to 12 hours. I take pretty massive doses of Ibuprofen to be able to cope. And by cope I mean lay on the couch. Not what I would call a great day. Keep in mind, this is happening every week.
Something else that is happening more and more is the feeling of being completely spent and exhausted the day after the injection. I have very little ressources left both emotionally and physically. So 7 days/week minus 1.5. Not great.

For the past month, I have been feeling very depressed. Depression is another not so uncommon side effects of taking Interferons.
Though it is unclear if the medication itself causes depression or if the realization that one has to be taking said medication forever is what causes depression. Possibly, the coming to terms with having MS can be causing depression too? Maybe all those things are causing depression? Who knows. I'm depressed.

It's no surprise, I have been struggling with my nutrition and exercise, and it is truly not like me to be dragging my feet to workout. I have gained a few lbs, I have been missing training days and sometimes my workouts are less than stellar.
While I tell myself that this might be the best I can do right now, you can imagine that with my personality this does not leave me in what I would call a "good place" with myself.
There is also the inner dialogue where I tell myself that if I let a little tiredness and feeling blue keep me from exercising hard, I will most definitely have huge regrets about not pushing myself a little (okay, much) harder if/when my health goes downhill and I TRULY cannot exercise.
You see the merry go round in my brain? Dizzying.

Needless to say this an on-going process.
But I will tell you this: while there is a discrepancy between what I think I should be doing and what I end up doing, I do not give up. I keep "falling off the wagon" in small and sometimes and not so small ways, but I always, always get back up.

I really believe this is the lesson in health and Fitness. Things happen, sometimes bad things, and they will knock us off the course we had charted for ourselves someway, somehow. Our responsibility is to take the hit, adjust our goals and start again.
As a Beachbody Coach and a Group Exercise professional, I have seen many people who, when they encounter difficulties don't take the step to assess the situation and get back to a routine. They just give up.
That makes me sad, and I want to tell all of you, that not many things come easy and we need to be prepared for this reality.
Things will come in the way of our Health and Fitness. Sometimes, those "things" are excuses we create to avoid having to hold ourselves accountable, but sometimes they are genuine hurdles and we eat the pavement a little bit. Or a lot.

But I do know this, we can always take a breath and start over, and over. Eventually we will hit a stride. And then that stride will be compromised and we will hit another one.

LET THE TRAINING BEGIN!

LET THE TRAINING BEGIN!

Last month, I decided to re-ignite the project of taking my HKC certification. It had been on the back burner for a while, but I love training with kettlebells and I find them to be one of the most effective tool to train my clients. Since I have a fair amount of traveling to do with my role as a Zumba® Jammer, I was reluctant to travel out of state for the HKC... But then... tah dah! The HKC comes to my door step! And voilà, the Salt Lake City HKC Certification!

So with this new deadline, I am re-adjusting my fitness goals to be able to pass my HKC. This is not one of those certification where a little studying and physical attendance suffices.
In order to pass, one must have been training with kettlebells for some time and must have trained with qualified trainers. There is a lot that goes into each of the moves required to pass.

The HKC revolves around a few functional basic moves:
- the Deadlift.
- the Two Handed Swings.
- the One Handed and Hand To Hand Swing.
- the almighty Turkish Get Up.

Only 4 (well 5) moves... but the devil is in the details and once can easily fail their HKC because of very small points of form. When you start delving into the exact for of the moves, it feels very much like ballet, with exacting technic point, total body tension and a very strong body awareness. Proprioception is key.

But I am a very lucky girl to have found Sondra Fair on my path to kettlbells. Former ballet dancer and ballet mistress at Ballet West, RKC certified and working on her RKC II (people, that alone is a feat, a FEAT!), Sondra has an eye like a hawk and is one of the best trainer I have ever encountered. I am so happy I get to work with her. And by work with her, I mean getting my butt whooped by her.

The goals is to complete 4 Kettlebell workouts a week on top of my Zumba® Fitness classes.
There are new guidelines for the swings which *frustrated groan* make it so I have to break some well ingrained patterns.

So, my workouts will be looking something like this.

- Warm-up and Deadlifts
- Waiter and Farmer's walks with an enphasis on the left side to balance the fact that yes, I have scoliosis.
- 100 53lbs Two Handed Swings.
- 100 26lbs (or) 35lbs One Handed Swings.
- 20 minutes of TGU.

I will add some strict shoulder presses and squats to the mix as well. I also plan on doing 1 P90X a week to keep things fresh.

This is a toll order for me, and I am very excited!

SOME DAYS ARE HARDER THAN OTHERS

You know what I am talking about. That day, when you procrastinate your workout, sometimes even for valid reasons. In the back of your head, gnawing at you, is the thought of you not sticking to your commitment.

When I am in that funk, I find it best to (begrudgingly) force myself to get it done. I drag my feet, sigh a lot, and even get cranky. Okay, I get totally unpleasant.
More often than not however, within 30 min of beginning to move, I feel much better and, oh miracle, I end up enjoying my workout.

But there are those other times... Where I can't lift as heavy than usual, I feel more out of breath, I feel tired and cannot wait for this thing to finish so I can go lay down. The whole process continues to suck.

The difficult thing here is that sometimes it's a mental thing that is going on. One that comes with profuse amounts of inner complaining and whining. I am being negative about exercising that day and the bad attitude gets in the way of the enjoyment.
But sometimes, my body is actually tired and needs the rest. I can usually tell because instead of toddler like negative self talk, there is a strong feeling of: this is being very challenging where it usually is not. I feel depleted.

I want to suggest that when we feel like this, we might want to stop said workout and go do something more restorative. Maybe this is the day for that Belly Dancing class that is on the list of things to try, maybe it's time to hop into a restorative yoga class or to take a nice walk outside. Maybe more Zumba® Fitness... ;)

It is difficult to take those cues from ourselves at times, we need to pay attention. Sometimes our egos get in the way... But a workout can always be moved around, switched, done the next day etc...
I tend to have a very rigorous and locked in workout schedule (surprise!!) with specific goals (look at the snatch test, and weep for me), so I too am working on being more in tune to my body's needs.


I would love to hear your thoughts about this, and listen to how you allow for some flexibility in your workout schedule, while sticking to your goals.

VARIANCE AND VARIETY

Last weekend, during my CrossFit Level 1 certification, one very important point of training was strongly emphasized: constantly varied.


This allows for the body to be constantly challenged and skip the dreaded plateau, it also makes you a better overall athlete.

One thing one could include in training, is long cardio days: an hour of Zumba, a long run, bike ride or rowing session. Anything that brings your heart rate up, where the effort remains manageable and you stay in that heart rate zone for some time.
Another important thing to include is high intensity metabolic conditioning. Something like Kettlebell swings drills, burpees, the program Insanity or the Plyometric DVD from P90X. Anything that will be very challenging and push you into that "very out of breath" state. Remember those workout are shorter.

Those 2 types of training fall in the category of metabolic conditioning. A third major component of your training involves weight!
In CrossFit, we use Olympic Weight Lifting, which works wonders. Any of the weight DVDs from P90X or ChaLEAN Extreme are wonderful choices. Remember, it is good to work with low weight had high reps for muscle endurance, but you also want to go heavy. That's where the STRENGTH is at!

Finally, you also want to make sure you work on flexibility, balance and are able to work with your own body weight. Yoga is fantastic for this, CrossFit uses gymnastic drills.

Keep varying what you are doing, from day to day and especially from week to week. If you start thinking of what you have available, you will realize that you can mix things up a lot.  And this makes you a better rounded athlete.
If you need any help building a program, I'd be happy to help.
You know you can always email me.

CROSSFIT LEVEL 1 TRAINER! I HAZ IT!

Zumba, CrossFit and Kettlebells. I would be hard pressed to find 3 other words to describe what I do everyday. Being a Beachbody Coach have given me a lot of time to train in different areas. I get to teach Zumba classes at my own studio, Studio Azul, train at CrossFit NRG, and as part of my own training and our workouts at NRG, I get to use my beloved kettlebells.

I did not think that I would love CrossFit as much as I do. You see, when I teach Zumba, the energy is all about love, fun and acceptance. Those classes have lifted me out of difficult times by giving me this sense of belonging and oneness. For that, I am grateful to all the people who attend and dance their heart out with me.
When I train CrossFit style, I get to explore a different side of me: I am competitive, driven, stubborn and I have a tendency to throw my barbell in sheer bouts of frustration. This also has been a life saver. It has allowed to feel capable to fight. To fight hard. When I first began, I would look at the Workout Of the Day and think "there is NO WAY I can do this". In spite of that, I would get to work and (eventually) finish. This taught me that I did not really know what I was capable of. I did my first CrossFit workout and never stopped going.

After some consideration, I decided this year I would certify in both RKC and CrossFit. I know it sounds crazy. And it is a little bit!

Well, I accomplished one of those goals last weekend. I attended my Level 1 certification in Las Vegas. It was a long weekend. To CrossFit HQ's credit, their trainers were outstanding, all extremely well versed in their training method and the training was run like a well oiled machine. Every goal set was reached on time.

I gained a lot from this training. My understanding of the CrossFit methodology has grown tremendously,  I feel I have been outfitted with a new pair of eyes, able spot details I would not have caught before. I understand so much better functional movements and their ability to make us fitter, stronger human beings.

Fitness, as defined by CrossFit is increased work capacity across broad time and modal domains. What that means is being able to do well at whatever the task is presented and for however long it is going to last. This is accomplished by constantly varying our training, performing at high intensity and using functional movements. Read this again: constantly varying.
This kind of training keeps your body on its toes and yields tremendous results.

So, I want to hear what you do to keep yourself always engaged and allow your body to adjust to a lot of different challenges.

Do tell.

CROSSFIT OPEN WEEK 1

I just did my first CrossFit Open workout. This week, the workout is composed of 30 double unders and 15 Power snatches at 55 lbs for women. You go for 10 minutes, as many times as possible. Check out this video if everything I just said means nothing to you.
Yesterday, after teaching my morning Zumba class, I went to Crossfit NRG and, with major jitters, did my workout with a judge. I was vastly disappointed in my performance. I had set my expectation to being able to do 4 rounds. I must have underestimated the difficulty of snatching my 55 lbs when my lungs are busted from the double unders. I pushed myself really hard and still did not achieve what I thought I could. I did 3 rounds, 30 double unders and 3 snatches. Thank you to James, Anne and Jag for the encouragement and the helpful pointers. I was wasting a lot of my energy bringing my barbell down, and trust me, it makes a huge difference... in a bad way...

I really felt like I could do better. I was rather disgruntled with that score and decided that I would do the workout one more time. Worse case scenario would be a worse score.

Today, no Zumba class till later so I went to NRG between 2 group workouts and our beautiful and strong trainer Aubrey agreed to be my judge.
I had my mind set on finishing that 4th round. Call it determination, obsession, maybe a little of both. I was going to push myself harder. This time I barely took take time to catch my breath before moving from double unders to snatches. I did *my* best. And for a moment, it seemed I was going to achieve my goal. I was in my 4th round, doing my snatches as fast as I could, looking at the last 10 seconds of my time dropping by. I realized, 3 seconds before the end that I would not be able to finish my 4th round entirely. I had 2 snatches left. In a sheer moment of anger I dropped my barbell and walked away, just about ready to cry.

SO CLOSE!!!


Working out CrossFit style is flirting with your physical limitations, pushing past what you think is your best. It's accepting that you are only as good as your weakest link. It can get emotional.

Check out how I am doing at my first CrossFit Games participation. I need all the cheers I can use.

CHALLENGE YOURSELF

It's been close to 8 months since I started training at CrossFit NRG. The whole experience has changed my conception of exercise and fitness as well as introduced me to amazing new tools.

The idea that resonates with me most is that of fitness being a way to be prepared for the unexpected.
And I am sure in the light of recent news events, we can all see that life dishes us things we were not necessarily planning on. Your life might be saved by your ability to lift a heavy and unstable object, to climb up a very high wall, to run for a long distance, to run for a short distance as fast as possible.... Think Armed Forces and Firemen here.

In that spirit, I have continued to train at my most favorite CrossFit facility as well as incorporate different Beachbody workouts in random ways. My favorites still are Insanity for cardio, P90X Plyometrics or Ab Rippers X and of course, Turbo Fire. It's all about keeping my body on its toes, never encountering the dreaded plateau. And believe me, it has worked!

I also wanted to talk about the CrossFit Games. Amazing world event you guys. While some things can be expected of the different workouts of these Games (things like gymnastic moves, Power Lifting and endurance drills) there is still that element of unexpected. Watch this video to see more.


I am signed up for Sectionals, which I know full well, I will never get passed. And I am so cool with that. Fitness is about challenge and being competitive... with YOURSELF first and foremost. Challenge yourself to do better than last time, challenge yourself to do a workout at all when you don't feel like it. Challenge yourself to try something you have never tried and learn something new. Compete with yourself.
Run your own race.

STARTING WEEK 2 OF TURBO FIRE

I just finished my first week of Turbo Fire. I think that in the process of focusing on all the classes that I teach, I have forgotten how much of a straight cardio addict I am... I have had tremendous success with my Zumba classes so I have placed a lot of my attention on that format, which, truth be told, I absolutely adore. Doing Turbo Fire everyday reminds me how much I also love Turbokick and how fantastic an instructor Chalene is. I am loving it. LOVING IT!!
Fun routines, great "class" energy, Chalene's fun and preppy personality. That's about as good as it gets on DVD. I kid you not. Come do a workout with me if you want proof!

I have not been doing so great with my food intake, especially on the 4th of July, when, while at the amusement park, I was left to care for the baby alone with a giant bag of cheetos Oh, badness in a bag... I still managed to lose 3 lbs in the past week, so no complaints here.

Stretch-wise, I am doing better! I have not quite reached my goal of stretching everyday, but I have been consistent with every other day. I even did the full 40 min of stretching yesterday! JOY!

All in all, I am very pleased with this program. It is fun, challenging and oh, the endorphins from a high intensity workout.

On a different topic, I just watched a documentary about EFT tapping and have been trying it on myself. Wouldn't you know it... as silly as it looks... it actually works... I KNOW!!!
I am also reading the book "The Slight Edge" which has me have lots of "Aha!" moments. I highly recommend it. It makes complete sense and is giving great motivation to improve.

What is YOUR workout routine this coming week?

FIRST TURBO FIRE WORKOUT? DONE.

After a tiring 7 days with no exercise I woke up this morning poised to workout. I need to say, both my body and my mind were begging for it. And let's not even mention my emotional balance... Do you have that problem where you overeat during one meal and you immediately feel like you have gained weight? Or you skip one workout and when you look at yourself in the mirror you could swear your butt looks bigger?
I am one of those people you know. And it's okay, I know it and I have learned to accept it in the most Buddhist way, but still I was READY to workout.

So here is my review of the first Turbo Fire workout.

One quick disclaimer: I love Turbojam, I teach Turbokick and I am a fan of Chalene Johnson through and through. that might make me a little bias, but I will do my best to give you an objective review.

The set of Turbo Fire is really quite cool, all the participants wear bright colors and it looks like a group exercise class environment except nicer. Much nicer.
The first workout is about 30 min in length inclding a warm and cool down.
Now, right away I noticed something. The music is faster than what we are used to in Turbokick, which is already faster than Turbojam. So be prepared to move fast. Chalene does not waste anytime and moves quickly between sections.
I did not have a problem following the class: I know the pucnhes and kicks patterns and I am sure if you are familiar with Turbokick or Turbojam you won't either but if you are brand new to Chalene, I think it might take you a couple of DVD viewings before you follow along. everything takes some practice, this program might take more than something like Insanity.

Though short, the class offered a challenge, Chalene is, as usual, an amazing instructor with great cueing skills and energy. And personality. And really fun outfits. I love you Chalene!

After each section, Chalene takes the class through a 1 minute high intensity drill, giving 1 minute after that to recover. I particularly liked that.

Overall, a great short, efficient workout. I got some good bang for my 30 min of exercise bucks. What an unfortunate sentence this just was...

Now onto my dirty confession... I did not do the stretch portion of the my scheduled workout... So, I am going to do it now, because this is one of my areas of needed improvement... And not doing on day 1 is not a good sign me thinks. I know, when I said dirty confession you were hoping for something steamier, but no. Sorry.

And if you must know, I am a total sucker for note pads. I have so many of them... Well guess what? Terrific news! The Advanced DVDs of Turbo Fire come with this red notepad, designed just for Turbo Fire!!! I know!!!

 <3

Check out the trailer for TurboFire and tell me it does not look awesome. Well if day 1 is any sign of things to come, it will be.

I JUST GOT MY NEW WORKOUT PROGRAM!!

Chalene Johnson finally came out with a new workout DVD series. Turbo Fire! It's like Turbojam/Turbokick, but much more intense: have you heard of High Intensity Training? Oh yeah...
My package arrived today, and I will be waiting till next Wednesday to officially start it. It's going to be difficult to be patient...
I was ready for a change of pace with my home workouts and this is just what I was waiting for.The program even includes a hybrid program made up of ChaLEAN Extreme and Turbo Fire, which is probably what I will be doing after a round of just Turbo Fire.
Once again, thank you Beachbody for such an excellent new product!

PRIORITIZING OUR LIVES

I recently went to a Turbokick Camp. Turbokick is a group exercise format based on shadow kickboxing which is both is challenging and very fun.
While at Camp, we worked out really hard but also had many motivational speakers come and help us address different issues we might be facing in our lives.

One of the talks that stuck out the most for me, was given by Chalene Johnson, the creator of Turbokick. Chalene has accomplished a lot in her life: she has a husband and two children; she has created the Turbokick format which has really revolutionized cardio kickboxing and taken it to the next level; she has signed an exclusivity contract with 24 hr Fitness (when it comes to cardio kickboxing, they only teach Turbokick); she regularly creates new choreography (also known as Rounds) for Turbokick and has also created a home video version of Turbokick, known as Turbojam which is currently distributed by Million Dollar Body.
In the light of her accomplishments, when I heard that her talk would be about prioritizing our lives, I could not help but being excited. Clearly, being that accomplished, she must be doing something right.
I feel fairly comfortable describing myself as crazy busy, but I feel at times, that I might not be busy in the right way. I wonder sometimes if being always on the go is truly productive and really allowing me to create the life I desire.
I too have a family; I work full time, go to college and work as a massage therapist/ personal trainer/ group instructor on the side. I am also an “exercise nut job”, which, as you might imagine, takes up a lot of my time. Often people ask me how I do it, and honestly, I feel like like I am free falling most of the time. I just never seem to hit the ground. I do feel however, there must be a better way to do things.

As part of her speech, Chalene created a list of steps to take in order to bring some clarity to our lives and align what we do each day with our priorities. Here are the steps as she introduced them.

Step 1
Prioritize in writing the 5 most important things in your life based on what you want to be.

-This needs to be based off of what you really want from life. Not what you think you are supposed to want. If for you, career comes before family, then list your priorities as such.-

Step 2
Create a log of every min and how you spend it for a week. Include all of your regularly scheduled activities.

-Very time consuming, but quite enlightening. Everything needs to be listed, it is amazing how much time we spend on activities that do not further our aim in life, or are downright useless.-

Step 3
Start with those activities that support one or all of your top 2 or 3 priorities and star them.

-Personally, I am starring anything that supports my top 5 priorities. If you want to be very organized about this, you could even color your top 5 priorities and star your activities accordingly.-

Step 4
Underline neutral activities.

-Brushing your teeth, doing your hair etc... It can come as a surprise also, to find out the time we spend doing those things.-

Step 5
Circle activities or obligations that contradict your present order of priorities or that you do out of an ill placed feeling of guilt.

-This is where it gets difficult. There are those things that you indulge in that bring you nowhere. There are also those activities you undertake because of peer pressure, guilt etc... Circling them is difficult, because we all know better...-

Step 6
Make an “Immediate Action” TO DO list to remove circled activities A.S.A.P.

-Some of those activities can be (and absolutely should be) removed from your life immediately. Be honest with yourself and figure out a way to terminate them.-

Step 7
Make a transitional TO DO list for things you wish to remove gradually.

-Somethings cannot be given up quite as immediately. For example, if you are looking to transition from a job you might have to running your own business, going "cold turkey" might not be the best if said job is paying the bills. Make a transitional list, plan how you are going to ease those things you cannot remove from your life immediately.-

Step 8
Openly communicate your priorities with others.

-People need to know what your priorities are. You will find who truly supports you. Someone who pressures you to do something that goes against the priorities you have clearly communicated does not truly love and support you. Keep this in mind when picking your friends...-

Step 9
Take cues from people who really support you. Take cues from your body.

-There are those people in your life who truly care and will support you and your priorities. They are good people to listen to when in need of advise. And of course, always listen to your body. It knows... Pay attention to stress, tiredness, sickness etc...-

Step 10
Practice saying: "Can I get back to you on that?”

-Going back to step 6 and 7: learn to say no. If you are one of those people who has a difficult time doing so, ask for some time to think about it and then work up the courage to say no. Remember YOUR priorities are what has to come first.-

Step 11
Remind yourself daily: if you try to do it all: YOU WILL FAIL. Do what is important.

-Indeed. Is there anything else to be said?-

This speech and the tools given with this step by step list can be very useful in clarifying our goals and true priorities. It also allows to take an honest look at how well we actually work for our goals in our day to day lives.

I encourage everyone to give this a try. Tell me what comes of it.

TURBOKICK CAMP 2007

There is quite a bit to be told about Camp, it was an awesome experience all around. Gathering 250 people who are all completely hung up on working out and shaking their rear is bound to be fun.
I left a week ago today. I met with Michelle Olsen and Melissa at the SLC airport. Michelle is the person who certified me. She has this really forward and upbeat energy, as all of our Area Promotion Directors do. Melissa has been doing Turbo for a while now and has lost... 150 lbs... Respect. I don't weigh 150 lbs. It gives me goose bumps to talk to people such as Melissa who went so far out of their comfort to zone to beat the odds 10 times over. You go girl. She was picked by the Powder Blue people to have her flight paid for, because she earned her being there, really.

Thursday evening was spent checking in at the hotel, mingling with fellow turbo fanatics and getting to know our Team mates. The Purple team was a good looking one, indeed.... See below!

I was struck right away by the fact that our Turbo celebrities and the Powder Blue staff all seemed to have friendly and warm personalities. They are easy to approach, easy to talk to and truly eagger to help.

Friday morning started with a little 5K in Irvine. My running partner and I got lost and ended up running over the freeway, breathing in deep the fumes of exhaust.
We then had breakfast and got acquainted with the people who had not arrived until then.
Next, we gathered in the main room and waited for our first Turbo work out, led by, wouldn’t you know it, Chalene herself.
We were lucky enough to get a taste of Round 31, and it’s going to kick butts. I kid you not.

The rest of the day was devoted to motivational speakers including Carl Daiker, the BeachBody CEO and Chalene herself who talked about the different levels of friendships. It was a stern reminder for me of learning to say no in order to put my true priorities first.
Later that day we got a taste of Hot Hula with Anna Rita. Now, for any of you who have done the Turbojam videos or are TK instructors, you know there is only one way to describe Anna Rita: fierce. I was a little afraid to approach her, thinking that maybe she would rip my heart out and tear it with her teeth. I was stunned to find that she is a very down to earth person, easy to talk to and has a wicked little sense of humour. She just became my new role model.

The evening was devoted to a little fashion show where some of the new designs from Turbowear were presented. Of course, shortly after that, the madness of shopping began.

Saturday, was a really awesome day. We had several motivational speakers come and talk to us about nutrition, communication and Chalene did a speech on prioritizing. I will post on it soon. Workout wise we did some hip hop and followed this with some Steppin’. Ever seen the movie "Stomp The Yard'?

Personally, this was a favorite moment of mine being that I have such love for African Dancing. Steppin’ is very much like zulu dances performed with the rubber boots worn when the Zulus were being enslaved to work as miners. I love to see the roots of the African American people come out and in ways that are constructive (and way fun). Honestly, steppin is very close to actual zulu dancing, but for the outfits maybe.

We got to experience what will soon be 2 new Powder Blue format: Turbo Sculpt and Turbo Extreme. Let me tell you, light weight + many repetitions = killer!
And Turbo Extreme… ah… turbos followed by a finale and then all over again and again. Heart thumping.
That evening, was our dance party. Dance, I did. So far, no picture of my crazy dancing self has surfaced , for that I am grateful.

The next morning was tough. Trying to look cute or work out while being hung over would not be an easy thing to do, by any means. Now try to do both. Praise heavens for make up...

We had our last Turbo class led by our “Men of Turbo”. Some people had already left/were still in bed, so there was room to really get into it.
Live classes are always fun, but Turbo Kick Camp is just a whole different experience. Everyone there is a Turbo addict and the energy is amazing. People jump, shout, sing along, it's just madness... really fun madness.
We then finished with a Piyo workout and I rushed to the John Wayne airport (it’s a real airport too!) to get back home.
I was in a state of absolute exhaustion and am barely starting to feel that I can function properly.

The experience was amazing, the energy is revitalizing. There is a strong spirit of acceptance, camaraderie and fun. If you love Turbo, I really hope you can make it next year.
While it is easy to recount the different events that took place, what I took home with me is much more than the list of events would lead to believe. I brought home renewed optimism, desire to improve and prioritize, a sense of energy and "can do". I am very grateful for that.

Here is what I learned from Camp in a nutshell:

-Leaving your room without your camera would be like not getting up in the morning.

-There is always someone more spastic than you are.

-While many people are in top shape, the ones who aren't get biggest cheers.

-Zena truly is a princess.

-Chalene is about as unassuming and kind as they come.

-I can actually do pretty good with hip hop.

-Waterproof make up is on my shopping list for next year.

-Wearing a cheerleading outfit really isn't that bad (at Camp).

-Being open to meeting new people and being vulnerable is a good thing.

-Sweaty doesn't fully describe what you end up looking like after a Camp workout.

-I love TurboKick much more than I thought I did.

Now, indulge with me in a few pictures...

LE CHAT VEUT SORTIR


Dartagnan was such a beautiful cat.
I found him when I was 12/13 years old. The bus we took to go to the nearby town where our Junior High School was, would drop us off at the entrance of Malves and we would then walk back home.
One day, my friend Sandrine and I saw a litter of kittens playing in the garden of one of the old houses. Of course, we went to see the kittens. There were 4 of them, and the owner had named them after the 3 musketeers and Dartagnan. She had named this kitten Dartagnan because he was the most daring and friendly one. The whole litter was believed to be male; however a nearby neighbor later adopted one of those kittens who turned out to be a female… Dartagnan was such a little heart thief. Upon getting back home, I begged and begged my parents to adopt Dartagnan. We already had a cat, Arabesque, a beautiful grey cat and my parents felt one cat was enough for household. Our cat Arabesque was very free. We lived in the country so she would stay home during the day but would spend the nights roaming out. It took some hard work for me to get my parents to go see little Dartagnan, but he was just too adorable and I won my battle. We brought Dartagnan home.

He fit right in. He was not one of those shy cats who goes and hides behind a piece of furniture the first few days. He made himself home right away. We were surprised to see his confident demeanor while snooping around the house. You would have thought he had always lived there. He also worked really hard to win the heart of Arabesque. She had a major attitude, but he would go lay next to her and roll onto his back, showy his fuzzy little stomach, try to touch her with his paws, as if to ask to be looked at and meow endearingly. She tolerated him little by little, but never really became his friend. Arabesque I think might have been a direct descendant of pure breed Chartreux , she had such a royal bearing with her gray/blue coat…

In spite of Arabesque not liking him so well, Dartagnan was loved by everyone else because he was absolutely not afraid of humans, very cuddly and expressive. When we got him, he had little ear problems and I had to clean him up. Well, if you’ve tried to do such things to a cat, you know you need gloves; sturdy, leather gloves. Not so with him. While he was annoyed with me, he never scratched me or bit me.
Once, I found out that he was being fed by our neighbor. I was very upset, I felt like she was trying to steal him away. In spite of being only 13 years old at the time, I went to my neighbor’s house and lectured her about feeding my cat. My mom to this day says she was taken aback by how I lectured a grown woman.

Dartagnan use to run my brother’s Lego collection all over the house which was really annoying for Thomas. All the little parts would slide so well across our tiled house. He also clawed up the wall paper in the stair case. That was his biggest flaw in my parent’s eyes. But trying to discipline him was setting yourself up for failure. He would just look at you, clearly showing that he did not have the slightest idea what you problem was and basically walk out. If you happened to grab him and throw him outside like my dad would always do, upon landing, he would just stay there; hair slightly ruffled looking rather annoyed.

Dartagnan was a tough little cookie; he spent his nights roaming and often got into fights, even after being neutered. Once, he did not come back in the mornings as he used to. We started getting worried. You see, people hunt in the area and there is a fair number of what is called braconniers (poachers who mostly use traps). Our cat Arabesque once did not come back for several consecutive days. We started thinking that she had been hit by a car or killed by a hunter. However, one night she dragged herself back home with a limp paw. It looked fairly benign but she seemed in a lot of pain. The next morning my mother took her to the vet and he explained that she looked very much as if she had been caught by a trap. The poacher probably finally released her. But the wound was very deep and infected. The vet told my mother he would have to amputate her and my mother could just not bear the thought of it. So she had her put to sleep.
It was very, very sad, and this is how Dartagnan became our only cat.
So when he himself did not come back, I became very worried. The day went by and still no Darta. When dusk took over, I decided to go look for him. I called his name and walked around the neighborhood when suddenly, I heard a painful meow… I went back home and told my mom who said it could have been any cat. But I knew it was Dartagnan. So I went back and somehow, we found each other. He looked fine but was not walking properly. The next day, the vet told us that he had probably been hit by a car and that the impact had broken some bones in his pelvis. I was glad he was alive. He was fine with some time and pain killers. But if we happened to be around him when he would need to go to the bathroom, he would look at us with imploring eyes and meow. That always made me so sad.

Dartagnan had a gift to go sneak underneath my pink bed throw without making a wrinkle and sleep there. It was just amazing, I have no idea how he did that but the only giveaway was a round shape in the middle of the bed, which often, I did not see. I sat or laid on him numerous times.

Darta was also a hunter. When he was little, he would try to get our gold fishes in their bowl, but his paws were just too short. Later though, he started hunting mice, birds, baby rabbits etc… This was the one thing Dartagnan and I disagreed on. While I admired his stealth, claws and fangs, I resented his killing animals. He once came back home with a live bird in his mouth, chirping, trying to escape. I called Dartagnan to me, and, being the trusting cat he was, he came right away. I then proceeded to save the bird from his deadly jaws… And ran away. Dartagnan gave a very surprised and annoyed meow and I am sure swore to himself he would never trust me again. I tried to save the bird, but it died anyway. I probably just lengthened its suffering when I think of it…

Dartagnan was also there when I had my first kiss. Right in my arms as a matter of fact. This blog is in English so my parents can’t read…
Nicolas and I were in the cellar talking, not daring to do the inevitable. Dartagnan happened to come in from the outside though the little side window and got down in my direction. I grabbed him and held him in my arms. I looked at Nicolas and told him that this cat was the only one who loved me (ah, teenagers…) Nicolas asked me if I was willing to bet and the next thing I knew, we were kissing. I could have sworn my parents would be able to tell just by looking at me what had happened, but it was not the case, this remained was my and Dartagnan’s secret. Nicolas was murdered almost 10 years ago, I am not sure why, but knowing that Darta had been there for that first kiss made the whole thing less surreal.
I even once said that Dartagnan would be my dream mate if he were a man. My dad almost chocked himself laughing when he heard me say this, because poor Darta had already been neutered.

I have so many stories about my cat. This blog entry could go on for a long time.
Dartagnan contracted feline AIDS a few years ago. He went through a rough patch where he lost a lot of weight along with some his beautiful luster, but he came back on top of it and recovered well.

However, 2 weeks ago, he started acting completely listless, refusing to eat; he also stopped seeking human attention and cuddles, which is absolutely unlike him. My mother said he started doing really odd things like drinking water in which she had poured detergent. He seemed utterly uninterested in living. She took him to the vet who gave a poor prognosis and she decided to have him put to sleep. I know it broke her heart. It sure broke mine.
I loved Dartagnan so much. I have come to realize that pets are like people. Some of them have personalities that click with ours better than others. And, while Darta stayed with my parents and I went away, he always remained my cat. My soul mate cat.
I feel quite crushed that he is gone now, that his little fighsty, sometimes haughty but always loving little feline spirit has gone on.

We have this family joke: my dad would always say “the cat wants to go out” at the most random times. Dartagnan would be sleeping on a chair and my dad would just say “Helene, open the window, the cat wants to go out”. That made my mom laugh while I would ask how he could say such a thing. I missed the joke for quite a few years.

But Dartagnan has gone for good now.

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THE DANCING INSTITUTION.


I was finishing taking an online exam for my Ballet History class yesterday, when all of a sudden, I got really mad. While this might seem like a premenstrual mood swing, I can assure you I had a good reason for my anger.

I spent my high school years in Avignon, attending the Lycée Frederic Mistral as a full board student, while my parents lived about 5 hrs away. The reason I was enrolled in a high school so far from home was because it was in partnership with the Conservatoire National de Danse d’Avignon, which I was also attending. Our schedule was arranged so we had to go to school in the morning and to the conservatory each afternoon and all day Saturday. When we had to be rehearsing (which was most of the time), academics and dance took about 55 hrs of our schedule a week


While I was attending, the only major that we could select was literature. This is all the conservatory had negotiated with the Lycée. Students who excelled in math and science and would have been better off doing a different major, were just told in essence “too bad”. Our class was also forced to take Chinese even though our Lycée offered other options.

While we received our normal academic education, all we did at the conservatory was dancing. There was no real musical training to speak of, the only art history class we got was an afterthought and lasted only a few months, when rehearsals became more important, and we had NO anatomy training to speak of. I have to laugh now at what I pictured my tendons to be. Everything revolved around being in the studio practicing, rehearsing over and over again.

Well, this made me mightily angry yesterday for several reasons. Let me talk about the first, and maybe the least important one.
My Music Theory teacher at the U once said that in order to be a good performer, one had to understand music theory. At the time, I felt like arguing that, feeling that if one had a natural instinct for music and was a born performer, this knowledge was not needed. Well, I am afraid to admit that he was perfectly right.

As I was writing about Petipa, who I think is responsible in a lot of ways for most of the structure of classical ballets as we know them today, I realized that I had been a stupid dancer. Yes, I knew that a Pas de Deux was composed of an adagio, two variations and a coda… but I knew so because of performing in or attending performances of ballets. That is just the way it was. Just like the fact that Petipa created a structure where a group of steps is repeated three times and then a variant combination is introduced. Yes, I knew that too, it always went: right, left, right, something different, but I never knew why or how it got to be so.

Well, I had never been given the tools to be an intelligent performer by the institution which trained me; an institution which prides itself of forming dancers who are able to apply in some of the major companies in the world. Shame!!! It pains me to learn only now how the danse d’école came to be. How it evolved, how it went from one country to the next, changing, how one thing gave birth to another. It pains me to understand only now the underlying reasons of the structure of ballet; to understand how Giselle or Swan Lake were absolute breakthroughs or even why one of our studios in Avignon was called Bournonville. All we knew how to do was perform the steps and try to add some feeling to our performance without having a clue about the broader meaning of what we were doing. We were nothing more than dancing machines; stupid performers. And that is solely the fault of the Conservatoire.

But as I said, to me this is the least evil of this whole situation. The other two things stem from one philosophy: dance, or die. You think I am being overly dramatic do you not? You’d be surprised. For one, forcing students whose strength lay in math and science to graduate with a Literature/Philosophy major is shameful! Let’s face it, how many of us students were able to make a career of dancing? A few did; Avignon is a good school, but most don’t succeed. And even those who do usually have to end their performing career very young. You see, we were expected to be primed for becoming pros right after high school and we were not expected to go any further with our academic education.

I can even tell you of one of the girls in our class, who really was an excellent dancer, so excellent actually that the Conservatoire director, Mme Petracchi talked her into dropping out of High School. While Celine did become a professional dancer, what would happen if she were to injure herself? What will she do once she is too old to perform (which will be happening in the next few years). The only option really becomes teaching, which, the last time I checked, is not a profession with a whole lot of earning potential. The unemployment rate in France being what it is, having only a high school diploma seems to leave little opportunity to cross over into other professions. Again, it was all about dancing, dancing NOW. There was no attention given to a plan B. This was not the philosophy with which they trained and students who tried to think of other options were looked upon as being undedicated.

This brings me to my final point. The Conservatoire had no respect for us as human beings. We were dancers; that’s all. Everything came second to that. Even our health did. Every Wednesday, the scale would be brought up in the main studio and we would line up and be weighed, one by one by our costume maker, in front of the director of the school, and all our peers. Our weight was written down and if we gained any, there was hell to be suffered. Usually we got a dirty look and a mean spirited remark.

But the worse was during rehearsals. It was not unusual to be called a “fat cow”, “ugly”, “stupid” or to be told we would be better off being secretaries. Looking back, I am positive we were the victims of psychological abuse, which we turned into physical abuse against ourselves.

Geraldine was one of the most popular students with our teachers. Even though she was not old enough yet to enter the Conservatoire’s pre-professional division, she was picked to perform with the company during its summer tour and was even given some solo roles. Very popular…until she started gaining weight, that is. While I would never have described her as fat now but Geraldine was a little chubby, by dancer’s standards. She was relegated to Corps de Ballet first, and to nothing at all later on. Upon graduating from high school, she entered the pre-professional division and decided to grab the bull by the horns. She said she was dieting and doing lymph drainage massages, and it was working fantastic. Within a few months, she became skeletal, we could see her ribs in her back and her cheeks looked hollow. She was reinstated as a member of the Corps de Ballet and was even picked for a principal’s role (Grands Cygnes) during our performance of Swan Lake that year. She looked completely anorexic. But this was no concern of the pedagogic team of the dance academy, she looked gorgeous on stage.

This, absolutely, disgusts me. I personally had to work on myself a long time to stop thinking of my body as fat. I was never androgynous enough. I was not planning on having a career as a ballet dancer, I was more inclined towards jazz and modern dance, but that very inclination along with my thin but nevertheless woman’s frame was enough to be looked down on by my teachers. The problem was not just caring enough to teach us basic anatomy (we were athletes after all!) or help us be well rounded performers with plans for the future. It was primarily a complete disregard for our growing bodies and young impressionable minds. Toughen us up, they did indeed. I can recall only of one of my teachers ever caring about us as growing young girls, Mr Escoffier.

I am not pointing my finger solely at the Conservatoire de Danse d’Avignon here, even though I have a personal beef with it. I am blaming the whole dance establishment. I recently saw a PBS special on osteoporosis which focused on ballet dancers. All this dieting is bound to catch up with you at some point. The documentary was stating that the mentalities are changing and showed a nutritionist explaining to the dancers of the New York City Ballet that the signs of unhealthy dieting (aka starving) could be things such as amenorrhea, extreme fatigue, loss of body hair etc. While I think this is a good beginning, I also have to laugh at this because in the end, unless a dancer has this perfect androgynously thin body, she will not be allowed on that stage. And to a dancer, this is all that matters, regardless of the price to pay. Choosing one’s health or mental well being is viewed as a sign of weakness. The philosophy I was taught is that if you cannot handle it, then you are not meant to be a dancer.

Before writing this post, I read on the Avignon State House website that anatomy, art history and basic music were also taught at the Conservatoire. I hope this is not just on paper and mentalities really have changed. Being an artist or an athlete is a sacrifice in and of itself. I think it is one most of us young ones were and are willing to make. I personally do not feel any resentment for spending many hours practicing and rehearsing from the time I was 9 years old; I did what I loved doing. It was my choice.

I think, however, that the people in charge of those prestigious training establishments need to look at the broader picture. Most of their students will not be gold medalists or principal dancers. Most students will not be successful. Those who will be successful will only grace the stage for a decade at most before they are forced into retirement by the demands of the art. It is neither fair nor humane to destroy the future for so many in order to eke a few years out of the few.

The images I uploaded with this post are from actual recent performances by students of the Conservatoire National de Danse d'Avignon. Beautiful, isn't it? Truly, this was a good school, but do you think it is worth it?

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