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FIT.HIP.FRIDAY GIVEAWAY! 31 May 2013

Bb

Happy Friday!  It's your last chance to catch Tiffany Nork's bodywork before she goes on maternity leave!  This week we're giving away 1, 60-minute BB; must be used by June 30, 2013.  For a chance to win, please leave a comment below telling why YOU need one. One winner will be chosen at random on Monday, so you have three days to enter.  Rules:  One entry per person; Thank you, and good luck!

Also, TIf is extending a discount starting tomorrow: $15 off any 60-minute session during the month of June (one per client). 

Image of Tif working on Lauren via Johanna

 

GET LITHE! 30 May 2013

  Jaime

Jump in and get Lithe!  Our June, 3 week Immersion course begins next week, and it's the final Immersion course we will hold until September. 

Rittenhouse
Mondays & Wednesdays 8:15pm-9:15pm, beginning June 3rd

Old City
Tuesday & Thursday 5:15pm, beginning June 4th

Main Line
Tuesday & Thursday 8pm-9pm, beginning June 4th

If our three week Immersion course doesn't work for you, you can opt to take Lithe 101 classes. Call 215-545-5144 (Rittenhouse) or 215-625-4919 (Old City) or 484-416-3323 (Main Line)

Image of Lithe Instructor Jaime Powers wearing Lithe via Dom

ME ON MONDAY (CELEBRATE). 29 May 2013

Crabs

Last weekend, Lithe Instructor Carrie G. and her hubby Harris P. hosted an incredible party at their beautiful home in Ambler.  Friends, sun, fun, swimming, crabs by Chef Carey Neff...A lovely reminder of all things summer!

Images via Jordan

LITHE ON LOCATION! 29 May 2013

LOL-12

Check out Lithe Instructor Danielle Ingerman in See-Saw on the jetty in Longport, NJ.  Beautiful, Danielle!

Image of Danielle via Aaron

SAYEH'S LIVING LITHE! 29 May 2013

Living

I've always wanted to be the kind of girl who writes in a journal. Cool journal-writing me would wear stylish hats and effortlessly fashionable outfits and chew on the end of my fun pen while writing in a beautiful fabric-covered journal, while sitting under a tree in some lush, out of the way park. After scrawling some poetic, sometimes funny, and always insightful musings on top quality paper, I would absent-mindedly stuff my journal into my over-sized boho bag strewn with stuff like indie lip gloss, home-made perfume and a vintage, first generation iPod. 

Alas, I am not that girl. I've owned the occasional stylish hat, but I inevitably crush or lose them. I am too much of a wuss to sit in some out-of-the-way park, as I'm convinced that sitting alone in a park is tantamount to rape and death, no matter how lush it is. I do own many, many journals though, some of them fabric-covered, but most of them completely abandoned in various corners of my house with only 1 or 2 entries in them. Despite my best efforts, I've never kept up with a journal. Except once. 10 years ago, for a 6 month stint while I studied abroad in France. I recently found this journal in a box in my parents' garage, and was so excited to sit down and read the innermost thoughts of my 23 yr-old self, I brought it with me to Philly. 

Oh, how I wish that I hadn't. Oh how I wish that I could travel back in time and punch my 23 yr-old self in the face. I filled every single page of this journal...cover to cover...not with eloquent portrayals of daily life in the picturesque Aix-en-Provence, where I was living. Oh no. Were there accounts of going to the local boulangerie for a fresh baguette, or the fromagerie for some stinky cheese or having countless laughs with my friends--all with wine-stained teeth? Nope. Every single page was about my boyfriend at the time.

Every. Single. Page. 

What was he doing in Paris? (He was also studying abroad.) Why didn't he call me very much? Was he having feelings for one of the girls in his program? Why did he say that he didn't have enough money to come visit me in Provence, yet could afford to go to Amsterdam with his new friends? And why was he all of a sudden wearing scarves? 

The entries whined on and on, and clearly I did not end up with this person, which was only partly why the trip down memory lane was so frustrating. Because even if I had, I would still look back at that journal with feelings of disappointment because I spent so much time thinking of what he was thinking and feeling and why, with no attention whatsoever on what was happening around me, or how I felt...about anything.

And although this outward-reflecting way of thinking is typical, and even considerate and appropriate at times, it really bothered me and got me thinking about how much I do it in all areas of my life. How many times have I been rejected--for a job, an apartment, a date, jury duty--and focused more on the rejection than on how I felt about the job, apartment, and date in the first place? Did I even want it? Was it even right for me? Probably not, but I would spend the next few days obsessing over why those things didn't want me.

Everyone does this. We've all watched various friends try to jam square pegs into round holes in different areas of life--their jobs, their boyfriends, families and more. I've spent countless hours with said friends on the phone dissecting and analyzing everything that can possibly be dissected or analyzed. What does this text message mean? Why do I think their love interest said this or why did he do that? Why is their boss behaving this way or that? Rarely, however, do our analyses extend to what my friend feels or wants or thinks. We just spend hours focusing on the other, making it virtually impossible for her to even identify what she actually wants in any way. These instances, despite being guilty of the very same things myself, make me want to shake my friend around and dunk her into a barrel of cold water a la Goldie Hawn in Overboard. (Buh buh buh buh buh)

And I'm no exception. I was once casually seeing a guy in college, who took a call from his ex-girlfriend while I was at his place. He went out to the porch and talked to her for an HOUR. AN HOUR. And I just sat there! I texted my friends, and we discussed his audacity, and what he was thinking, and what message he was trying to send me. First of all, the message was CLEAR. And although it pains me to invoke the 'he's just not that into you' cliche, it was certainly true. But what's even more terrible to consider, is that I wasn't that into HIM! In fact, I thought he sucked. He only ate pizza and candy and called random strangers names like Boss and Champ. So why did I sit there? Why didn't I just leave? 

And I think I've come to the conclusion that rejection is a truly powerful thing. Perhaps more powerful than I've ever given it credit for. It can turn the most confident, secure person into a tentative, reluctant pessimist. Into a girl that stops trying for what she deserves. Once rejected, we focus so much on why we are rejected that we forget how we felt before the rejection. The party we didn't consider going to until we weren't invited. The boyfriend we wanted to dump, before he dumped us. Sometimes doing a 180 to get the affirmation we need--the boyfriend realizing his mistakes, or receiving the invitation that was 'lost in the mail,'--only to realize we still don't actually want to go, and that the relationship is indeed over.

And although I've certainly gotten much better about this as I've gotten older and more confident in who I am, it certainly still happens, and...well, no thanks. So perhaps I'll pick up one of my many empty journals and give it another go. Write about ME--who I am, what I want, and what I hope to achieve. Something that will buoy me up ten years from now, not make me cringe. Because although I'll never be the girl brave enough to sit in a park and rock my totally ironic iPod, I can certainly be the girl that doesn't let her hurt ego guide her in the wrong direction, or at the very least not obsess about it...in a journal or otherwise. Here's hoping the same for all of us. 

See you in class! 


 


HAPPY WEEKEND! 24 May 2013

Lauren & Mars

As we hit the official start of the summer, I wish everyone a great, long holiday weekend.  Hope it's filled with fun, family, friends and great food.  I'll be spending some much-needed time with Jordan and this little guy. 

Image of Lauren & Mars via Jordan

LITHE AT TERRAIN! 23 May 2013

Terrain 

Come Lithe with me in the beautiful Garden Shed at Terrain!  Watch nature do her thing while we stop, clap, sweat and sculpt with a special Lithe for Terrain version of our ever popular, Rock Steady.  Reserve here

Images via Terrain at Styers

LITHE ON LOCATION AT HOTEL MONACO. 23 May 2013

Monaco

Love this!  Lithe on Location is part of Hotel Monaco's wellness program and our class is free for guests and is open to local Kimpton Inner Circle and InTouch Members, too (first class is on the house).  All you have to do is call the hotel by 8PM the night before to reserve your spot!

Images via Philly.com

LITHE ON LOCATION! 22 May 2013

LOL

I love these Lithe on Location pictures from Lither Stephanie Gargano's recent trip to Punta Cana in the Dominican Republic!  Great Liberty form Stephanie, and great location...The DR holds a special place in my heart : )

SAYEH'S LIVING (THE NEW) WATERSHED! 22 May 2013

Sayeh

Watershed!

What you need: Gloves! 
Props: Pom Bands, Spiky ball
Clothing Considerations: I would wear pants--cropped or full length is fine. Avoid shorts because the spiky ball will leave marks on your bare skin
Sweat Factor: Prepare to get a little sweaty. Not drenched, but a good all-over sheen.

For those of you that have been Lithing for a few years, you are probably familiar with Watershed. It used to be a low key, theraputic, sculpting class where you would massage a small, spiky ball on various parts of your lower body--between sets at the barre and sculpting on the mat--to release fat-trapping fluids via the lymphatic system. Hence the name, Watershed.

As with all Lithe classes, it was a workout, but it was also a bit of a break from the norm of intense cardio and marathon sculpting sets. I used to chase it around the schedule, because it was perfect for those days when I didn't feel like I could ramp up the intensity normally required for Lithe classes, but still wanted a workout. Now, things have changed. In Lauren's ever-evolving quest to give no one a free pass, no matter what the class, Watershed has ramped things up a bit. 

You begin the class at the barre, sharing a set of Pom bands with your neighbor--meaning you have one band in one arm and your partner is gripping its mate. You then begin the process of absolutely exhausting one leg (and getting your heart rate way up). Double Jump Squats and every possible Lithe exercise (lunge, curtsy, sumo, hover) all in one combination. Then, yep you guessed it, you do it on the other side too.

Our instructor, Joellyn, explained that while a lot of the barre work we do in Lithe is about muscle exhaustion, it is particularly important for Watershed. The more warmed up and primed our muscles, the more effective the next part--which hasn't changed--rolling around on a small rubber ball covered in spikes.

You use your own body weight and arm strength to keep yourself lifted as you roll the ball up and down the back and front of your legs, which helps to not only loosen up and relieve our often tight and tired legs, but also to smooth them out. In fact, if you take Watershed a few weeks in a row, you can see a noticeable difference in those dents and dimples we all hate so much. But you know what they say about beauty--it's effing painful, and those balls are no exception. It's totally common place to hear a few choice words fly around the studio when it's time to rub those spikes onto the tight and tender IT band--the long band that goes from hip to knee. But don't let that scare you. It's the good kind of hurt. The kind that you feel when a good massage therapist, like Tif, gets into a tight spot on your back and works it out. And when else will you loosen those muscles? 

Then you flip it over and end the class in what seems like an eternal butt series. You work those glutes to exhaustion, and then use the spiky ball to get after them too. 

Despite the fact that Watershed isn't as completely low key as it used to be, I still love it. It's nice to get the heart rate going, and then get down and deep into the legs and glutes in an effort to get rid of the appearance of cellulite and relieve tightness. It's definitely still a departure from typical classes, and I think the adjustments only add a calorie-burning bonus to how effective it already was. For my part, I will still be chasing it around the schedule. 

See you in class!

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