Okay, so first of all, I have to know…
How did you do with our squat challenge?
Thumbs up? Down?
Can’t sit down?…
(I’m not sorry if that last one’s the case. Not even a little bit).
For my part, I have to admit that doing full-range goblet squats is…different…than I’m used to (click the link if the phrase “goblet squats” confuses you, or you’re picturing me squatting to drink out of a cup or… something).
Not different bad or necessarily harder since there are not nearly as many of them as I do in BODYPUMP…
And that makes it different good because whenever you change things up a bit, your body tends to sit up (if it can still move), take notice, and adjust, usually in the form of new muscles (whoop!).
I hope you enjoyed our little challenge (even if your glutes didn’t).
Would you do me the favor of giving me some feedback in the comments? I’d love to hear
how much Tylenol it took to feel better your thoughts!
I will be issuing another challenge for you next week (yes, complete with a vog…er…vlog), but today I thought I’d show you a few quick shots of our BODYPUMP 80 launch (launch: a class in which all of our gym’s BODYPUMP instructors all present a new set of music/moves to our members) on Saturday.
We decided on an 80’s theme (because it was release #80…check, check), and I figured I would bring back the side-ponytail in a major way. (I wish I had thought to raid my mom’s old pics of me so I could have shown you just how hard I rocked the side-pony in my younger days. My hair was the perfect blend of frizz and out-of-control wave to make it truly atrocious!).
I’m not sure what retro look Mandy’s representing here, but I think it’s called, “I-just-washed-my-hair-and-it’s-super-pretty-and-shiny!”
And I’m almost positive that didn’t exist in the 80’s.
Absolutely disgusting, : )
On the flipside, she assured me that I looked authentic because I had the “perfect 80’s bangs.”
I was a bit nonplussed at first because how I remember 80’s bangs is NOT how I picture my bangs, so I did a little research, and this is what I came up with:
And, no, I did not choose the worst photos I could find (hardly). These are just 3 of the first 5 that popped up.
Mandy, as my best friend, you have to promise me that the next time you think I have hair that looks like it got into a smack down with a can of hair spray, a teasing comb, and a box of perm-solution—and lost—you will personally escort me to the nearest stylist and make her fix it!
Because we are all busy mamas, we did our 80’s-i-fying at the gym about 20 minutes before we actually did the class.
(Notice how closely Jenn is watching the trajectory of my scissors. I don’t blame her)
And here we have Miss Flower Power, 1974, and Madonna circa 1988 (aka, Mandy and Sara).
And here we all are (Jenn, Tiff, Pegs, Sara, Mandy, Me) in our chopped t-shirt, crimped, leg-warmered ready-to-get-our-Pump-on and SWEAT.IT.OUT glory!
Don’t we look totally bodacious?
Too bad I didn’t get shot of us after class, when the crimps had wilted, the baggy t-shirts had stretched until they were practically pooled at our waists, and we were, like, totally sweaty.
It was, like, totally gnarly, dude.
Okay, I’m done (like, totally).
I’m enjoying finding out about you all so much that I thought we’d go another round with this theme:
This is your chance to tell me anything quirky, unusual, unbelievable or unexpected about little ‘ol you.
(I have a feeling I’m going to especially enjoy this one!)