11 Friday Jan 2013
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I’m heading off to a friends house for the evening. After a heavy sigh I think I should get out of the costume I’ve worn all day and put on some big girl pants. Then I think, nah … Love me love my leggings.
If wearing thigh high sparkly leg warmers is wrong I don’t want to be right!
20 Wednesday Oct 2010
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So here is what happened last night at my Bar Method class. I walked in, grabbed my weights, and made my way over to the corner of the room. People tend to stay in the same general spot class after class so I nodded “hi” to those around me. One of the young women turned around and the following conversation took place:
Young Woman: I just have to tell you that you are looking really strong lately. (Editors note – “strong” is translated in any woman’s head as “not thin but you know, not a big fat slob.”)
Wendy: Wow. You are now my new best friend.
Young Woman: Yeah I was watching you last night (Editors note – this isn’t weird. I know it sounds weird but it isn’t. The class, although great, is repetitive and after a while you tend to watch other folks. After all you can only stare at yourself sweating and breathing hard in a dance mirror for so long.) and you look so much “stronger” since you started class, what was it? About 3 months ago.
Wendy: Thanks! Actually it has been a few more months than that.
ABOUT 13 MONTHS IN TOTAL. NOT A FEW … 13. Sigh. I felt stupid saying, “well actually I’ve been co
ming for over a year my body just doesn’t care.” It’s true that I’ve noticed myself being more toned and strong lately but let us break this down. During the past 13 months at Bar Method I’ve gone to class 3 nights a week, I’ve trained (and completed) two triathlons which required ongoing swimming, biking & running, I hike with Riggins every weekend, and all in all spend every second of free time sweating. So it really is bullshit that I don’t look exactly like Supergirl Not the actor, the ridiculously good-looking cartoon version. I mean come on. Look at her abs!
In fact what seems to be a draw for most people to the Bar Method is the quick results. Just ask Ricki Lake or that Osborne girl. They say “AMAZING” results in just months, weeks, SECONDS! Go to Yelp and read about people dropping pant sizes after few short classes. Ummm … how do I say this nicely? LIARS. LIAR LIAR PANTS ON FIRE.
It’s true that my body changes slowly but even so, stop with the lies. You are making me look bad. Poor little me that works for over a year for one semi-compliment from a classmate. That’s okay. I’m still taking it as a compliment!
01 Friday Oct 2010
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As you know I’m in a constant state of ouch. The other day I was talking to my friend on the phone when she told me she thought a bar class was coming to Philly and she may give it a shot. I launched into my normal kudos on the Bar Method and let her know what was hurting like hell that moment due to the class the night before (btw it was the muscles in the lower side of my back and my abs). She suggested perhaps I should not do things that “hurt like hell.” Can you imagine that? Just think of it! A life without pain? Does that even exist? It sounds so blissful!
(BTW right now the tops of my thighs hurt and the muscle in the back of my thigh that leads to my bum hurts like hell.)
11 Wednesday Aug 2010
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The muscle that is on the back of my thigh (I have no idea what it is called) is screaming with pain. I’m fully aware of the reason. It’s from doing fold over two nights in a row at Bar Method.
I often consider just not going to class. What is the point of an hour long work out that has me shaking, sweating, and in pain for not only the length of the class but long after? Then I get a visual of my teachers in my head and think, “so I can look like them.” THAT’S WHY.
The picture here is of the co-owners of the Pasadena Bar Method studio I go to. Adorable right? Combine them, soak them in water, and I will STILL be heavier then them. Seriously their thighs are the size of my wrist. I will never be as tiny as them. EVER. First of all I my height alone has me TOWERING over them. I’m like an Amazonian in their classes (in a good way — like Wonder Woman or Xena — at least give me that — let me think my giant-ness can be spun into a positive). The only way I’m matching their weight is if I stopped eating and moving for 6 months.
One day a teacher walked into the studio to lead our class. She usually teaches at a different location but was checking out Pasadena. The second I saw her I thought “HER! I WANT TO LOOK LIKE HER!” She was crazy fit, no question, but not crazy tiny. Her arms were perfect, legs slim and long, and stomach beyond flat. Now when I start to think about ditching a class I think, “nope … how will I ever look like Marin if I don’t go?”. Marin is my body hero and my goal is to be just like her!
I read in the Bar Method blog that Marin (not to be confused with Marnie) is in one of the next exercise DVD’s coming out. She is the one in the periwinkle tank pictured here (click). Don’t you love her? I should just go ahead and photoshop my face on top of hers (not in a creepy way) so I can have a picture of my ending goal!
(BTW the guy in the picture next to her taught a class at Pasadena once. I’ve NEVER seen a room full of women giggle and try so hard IN MY LIFE. It was almost embarrassing. When the normally scheduled teacher was back the next week she had obviously heard of the transformation her class went through and as individuals in the class crumbled and gave into the pain she exclaimed, “If I was a cute boy you all would be trying harder. Didn’t think I’d hear about that did you?”)
So that is my goal. I’m going to Bar Method myself into becoming Marin (again not in a creepy way).
Me Myself & Riggins 