SAYEH'S LITHE DIVING! 5 Apr 2011
The following blog entry is meant to be read while quietly playing Gnarls Barkley’s “Crazy” in the background.
Dear Fellow Lithers,
Welcome to the scariest thing I’ve ever decided to do--in public at least.
The idea: Dive into Lithe by taking 5 classes a week. Eat only Lithe Foods (50% raw, 100% vegan) Monday through Friday for the entire month of April and blog about it.
Does that make me crazy? Possibly.
Why: Hello! It’s almost bikini season!
In all honesty, while the results I imagine I’m going to experience by fully committing myself to the Lithe Spring Fitness Challenge and a diet of vegan, seasonal fare are probably going to be staggering, that’s not the entire reason I’m doing this.
It’s the full commitment part.
I’m the girl who took every possible type of lesson growing up, and quit. I begged for figure skating classes so I could wear cool sparkly leotards, but stopped going immediately after I realized that I had to wake up super early and miss the Muppet Babies. I did the same thing with piano lessons when I realized that apparently one doesn’t become Elton John overnight. Basically, I was a 9 year-old version of Allen Iverson. Practice? Uh, no. You name it, I tried it, and none of it stuck--much like my landings in the 3 short months I did gymnastics (again for the outfits).
This propensity of mine has manifested itself in my adulthood in the form of “kicks”. I’ve gone on yoga kicks. I’ve gone on vegetarian kicks. If I feel a little bloated one day, chances are I’ll decide I’m allergic to wheat and go on a gluten-free kick. I buy the books and cookbooks and go full speed into a dramatic lifestyle change. I’ll tell everyone I know that I’ve realized how important it is for all people on Earth to stop eating dairy, for example, but immediately break down when someone asks me if I’d like a little Parmesan on my quinoa pasta.
As a result, here I am a 30 year-old person, who’s tried every “ism” there is, with no actual lifestyle practice to speak of, athletic ability or particularly honed talent other than perhaps an above average wit--something which everyone knows doesn’t actually count.
So recently when I was hallucinating at the barre (usually around Sumo 19) during Sculpt, I had a little chat with my 9 year-old self. At first, it was just small talk--how great Anne’s feather extensions look, the weather, how my calf muscle may actually detach from my Achilles tendon if I stay in stiletto for one more second, etc., but then we got serious and talked about our commitment issues.
I realized that in the 2.5 years since I moved to Philadelphia, and all of the subsequent “kicks” I’ve been on since, Lithe has been the one thing that has remained constant, albeit patchy at times. So right there in the studio, staring into my own reflection (awkward), I decided it was high time to dive into something big--to fully commit to a major life change.
After 40 or 50 Plyos, however, my 9 year-old self and I decided that we’ll start with 30 days and see how it goes.
I hope you’ll join me through all the Curtsies, Fold Over Seatwork and my resulting musings throughout this month. Every Tuesday, I will share my measurements and a new set of photos of myself so you can track my progress. I truly look forward to sharing this experiment with all of you.
See you in class,
Image of Sayeh at Lithe Old City via Lauren