Tranformations Take Time – My Two Years

Transformations take on many different shapes and sizes.

  • Physical Transformation
  • Emotional Transformation
  • Psychological Transformation
  • Social Transformation

Two and a half years ago I set out on a physical transformation.   Little did I know that the process would also take me on an emotional and psychological journey as well.

I had never been a ‘fit’ girl.  Growing up, no one would have called me athletic either.   I am not competitive or aggressive in the manner that is required in sports.  I was active, but not overly active.  I was interested in fitness, but never followed through. I became NETA certified and taught aerobics and weight training at my hometown gym in my early twenties, but let it go around the age of 24.

I went through a major life change at 25 that put me in a new city, newly single, no job and away from the only lifestyle I had known.   There was nothing wrong with my “old life”.  In fact, most people would have found it comforting and right on track with a normal life progression.  I was surrounded by good people, family, a nice country home and the start of a good career.

But for me, I needed change.

I was longing for something different outside of my small hometown.   And so, at 25 I set out for the new.   My “new life” provided a few challenges, but it was also the best decision I had ever made for myself.   My new life gave me new freedoms, a new career, a new degree path, new focus, new friends, old friends,  late nights and a lot of parties.

 Life. Was. Good.  

And I was eating it all up.

Literally.

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I was comfortable.  I met my now-husband after moving to the city and we grew our circle of friends together.   We lived the rock star lifestyle, if you will.  He worked weekends at a bar.  I frequented the bar with my girlfriends.   We ate bad food, drank far too much and lived it up.

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Clint loved me regardless of my size, weight and always came back with “you are beautiful” when I would stand in front of my mirror trying on multiple outfits, never happy with what I saw.

I had become so unhappy with how I looked and felt. 

December of 2011 I decided I had enough.   I was tired of hating the way my clothes felt.  I was tired of hiding in the corner when we went out because I hated the way I looked.  I was tired.

January 2012 New Years Resolution –  Kick my exercise habits in gear.

Knowing my lack of follow-through on anything fitness related, I knew I needed something with structure.   I researched quite a few home videos before ordering TurboFire.   I chose Turbo for its fun rhythms, kickboxing undertones and the structured 8 count.   The cheerleader and music teacher in me knew I’d fall in love with this program.   Once I fell in love, I knew I could stick with it.

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I’ll be honest.  The first few weeks were rough.   Finding the TIME was difficult.  Finding the ambition after a long work day was torture.

But, I did it.

I made my ‘basement workouts’ a part of my daily life.

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Once I got the fitness part down, tackling the nutrition came next.   And this was and still is the hardest part for me.   I began to incorporate more protein, limit the carb intake to my early meals, limit the sugar and add in more vegetables.   I also started to incorporate Shakeology in my diet, just like I was told to via TurboFire.

See, sometimes I DO follow orders!  😉

 I have to disclose that I did NOT use this as an entire meal replacement nor did I drink it daily.  Sometimes shakes gross me out!   I used my shakes as either a meal 2 or 4.   Why?   Because of the nutrition content.   Never once did I replace a lunch or dinner.  That game just isn’t for me.

So, what about my Turbo results?  

Down an overall 8 inches and 13 pounds.

I was on a ROLL!

I felt good, I was looking better, my confidence was building, I enjoyed shopping a little more, much to the dismay of my wallet.

And I was LOVING working out.  It had become my addiction.

No, better yet…

my PASSION.

Fast forward to January 2013.   I set a goal to run my first half-marathon.

I kept it a secret from everyone for a long time.

Why?

Fear of Failure

I won’t get in the story of my training, as you can read it here.  What did happen is I followed through, I conquered, I cried, I laughed, I LIVED!

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So, what about this two year transformation?

Physical:  Down an overall 13 inches and 20 pounds.

Psychological: A changed mindset.  I COULD do things I never thought I could before.

Physical, Psychological, Emotional and Personal:  I became a Nationally Certified Fitness Instructor through AFAA and also became certified in TurboFire and Insanity formats.

 

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Who knew in two short years I would gain the confidence to stand in front of a class again and TEACH?   My physical transformation took on a whole new life.

Transformations Take Time

1 year it took me to get hooked on fitness.

1 year it took me to lose and maintain a 13 pound loss.

1.25 years it took me me to run a half-marathon.

1.5 years it took me to gain the confidence and courage to study, test and become AFAA certified to teach group exercise classes

1.5 years it took me to become certified in TurboKick

2 years it took me to lose 20 pounds.

And guess what?

2 months this last summer it took me to add 7 pounds back on.

But, you know what?

That’s ok.  I know where I faltered.  Nutrition.   It’s a tough game to play.   And this Harley chick loves Vodka, Burgers, Fries and Beer.

You know what else?   I have already lost 3 of that 7.

And one more thing…

The scale means NOTHING.

It’s only part of the story.

So, what now?

No, I am still not the media’s definition of physically fit.  I could still stand to drop my body fat %.  I could still gain a lot by adding in weight training consistently.

BUT, physically, I CAN knock out teaching 6 classes a week.  I can still keep up, I can keep the class motivated, I can maintain proper form and crank out those advanced Insanity moves, each and every time.

Psychologically I have my head in the game.  I have a clear focus.  I am determined.  I have goals.

I have one MAJOR goal set to accomplish by December 2014.

Am I going to make it?

Ya, duh!

Am I going to tell you?

Heck NO I’m not.

I still have a fear of failure.  Who doesn’t?

I am still human, I still have flaws, I still make mistakes.

But, I am emotionally there.  Physically there.  Psychologically there.

 

I can’t be stopped now.

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Women of Harley: Tyree S.

Harleys & Heels | Biker Bitch Feature #6 | Tyree S.

 

Meet: Tyree

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1. How long have you been riding?

I grew up on a farm and can remember riding little dirt bikes around the age of 10, maybe even a little younger.  As for a street bike, I have owned my Harley for 4 years now.

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2. What do you ride?

2008 Harley Dyna Street Bob.

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3. How many bikes have you owned and why did you choose your current model?

 One, because it looked good on me.

 

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4. Does your bike have a name?

 No, but she is my baby girl!

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5. Tell us the story behind why/when you decided to ride your own bike?

I met Jordan the summer of 2007 and thought she was a pretty amazing lady.  I admired her for riding her own.

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Tyree and Yours Truly

Fast forward a few years when my brother came to live with me.  He was daring enough to let me ride his Honda Shadow and it was then I realized how much I still loved “going outside to play” and knew I had to get my own!

 

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Tyree and her brother, Clint

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6. Do you have a biker who is your inspiration?

My Dad.

I remember being a kid and he would have my sister sitting on the tank sitting “criss-cross applesauce” and me on the back with my feet thrown up over his legs so I wouldn’t get burned by the pipes. Dad would do some of the craziest dirt bike stunts and I thought he was so cool!  He really taught me how to ride.

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Tyree’s dad and mom


7. What are some of you favorite things about the biker lifestyle?

The friends and people you meet. It is like no other!! A respect and love for something that is so rejuvenating, thrilling and that gives a since of strength, power, and freedom.

It is something that someone who doesn’t ride, can’t understand.

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A few of the BB’s.  Regeana, Marcy, Elizabeth, Jen, Tracy, Me & Tyree

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8. Give us one of your favorite two-wheeled stories.

How can I pick just one?

Every “B!tch” ride has been amazing and the long trips to bike rallies are some of the best trips I’ve ever been on.  Even just jumping on a back winding road with one of your biker friends is a memorable event just the same.

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Back Road Shenanigans : Tyree & Jordan style

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9. What advice would you give other females who are thinking about riding their own?

Do it!!!! If you have ever thought about it, it is so worth it.

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10.  There are many “Biker Codes” out there.  If you had a favorite what would it be?

Bikers have a brotherhood and sisterhood like no other. 

Unlike so many groups, bikers truly are a family, and bikers live by a code of respect.

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11. Final words?

Life is short, break the rules, forgive quickly, love honestly, laugh easy, keep it simple, ride often, ride free and never regret anything that makes you smile!

And, my dad always said “I work hard, and I play just as hard as I work“.

Thanks, Dad.

That’s the way I am choosing to live my life as well.

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Cheers!

 

Keep up-to-date on all Biker Bitch Features:

#1: Ashley H.

#2: Jen M.

#3: Chris Y.

#4: Lora

#5: DeAnn

 

You might also be interested in:

The 9th Annual B!tch Ride

The Making of the Biker B!tch Crew

 

 

 

Biker Feature: DeAnn P.

Harleys & Heels | Biker Bitch Feature | DeAnn P.

 

Meet: DeAnn 

 

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1. How long have you been riding?

I’ve had my license for 4 years but my hubby bought me an Enduro 14 years ago.

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2. What do you ride?

Kawasaki Vulcan 900 LT

 

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3. How many bikes have you owned and why did you choose your current model?

Two!  My Enduro and Vulcan. I chose the Vulcan as it is the same size as a Heritage Softail but was more budget friendly.  I am PROUD to say I worked a second job for 3 years to pay cash for it.

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4. Does your bike have a name?

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5. Tell us the story behind why/when you decided to ride your own bike?

When I went on a trip with my mom.  She’s also a rider.

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6. Do you have a biker who is your inspiration?

Can’t name just one!  My mom, my dad and my friend Lora.  My dad used to do hill climbs!

 

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DeAnn and her parents

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7. What are some of you favorite things about the biker lifestyle?

Total 100% acceptance.

No judgement.

I feel beautiful when I ride. 

It is the only time I feel accepted.  

 

 

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8. Give us one of your favorite two-wheeled stories.

The long trips I take with the girls!    Each year I get together with a group of women and we ride to a new destination.   So far I’ve ridden to Arkansas, Milwaukee, Wisconsin Dells,  Illinois, Minnesota, South Dakota and Wyoming.   Next year I’m going to the 75th Anniversary of Sturgis!

I am also glad to have met all the Biker B!tches this last summer!

 

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9. What advice would you give other females who are thinking about riding their own?

Try it. I guarantee you’ll like it.

 

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DeAnn and Elizabeth

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10.There are many “Biker Codes” out there. If you had a favorite what would it be?

Never leave a biker behind.

 

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11. Final words?

Riding was the best decision I’ve ever made. It calms me in an otherwise restless mind.

 

Riding makes me feel empowered.

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DeAnn

 

 

 

Cheers!

Keep up-to-date on all Biker Bitch Features:

#1: Ashley H.

#2: Jen M.

#3: Chris Y.

#4: Lora J

 

 

You might also be interested in:

The 9th Annual B!tch Ride

The Making of the Biker B!tch Crew

An Angel Gained Her Wings

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Heaven gained an angel today.

Lexxus Crooks

…you were an angel on earth and now a beautiful angel in heaven.

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She was so very, very special
And was so from the start
You held her in your arms
But mainly in your heart
And like a single drop of rain
That on still waters fall,
Her life did ripples make
And touched the lives of all.
She’s gone to play with angels
In heaven up above
So keep your special memories
And treasure them with love
Although your darling daughter
Was with you just a while
She’ll live on in your heart
With a sweet remembered smile

~unknown

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Please keep the family of Lexxus Crooks in your continued prayers.  

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For Lexxus’ full story please visit here.

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How Can You Help?

If you feel so inclined, below are a few ways to help the family with medical bills and funeral costs.  

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1. An account has been set up at Page County State Bank in Clarinda, IA.

2. Via Paypal using Melissa’s information to deposit directly to the family’s account. Her e-mail is mcrooks817@gmail.com and her number is (712) 542-0214.

3.  Mail – Crooks Family, 214 W Nishna, Clarinda, IA 51632

4. You Caring Account

Did You Know?

September is Childhood Cancer Awareness Month.  Please visit their webpage to learn, understand, know and help.

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Photography by:  Mallory Olenius

Weekend in Review – VFC, Fontenelle Forest and the Corporate Cup

The Weekend in Snapshots

Friday

VFC Fights at Stir Cove.  Thanks to our friends Asa and Tracy, we had table seating up close and personal with the action and next to the walk of fame (or shame). The fighters treated us to quite interesting choices of music for their walks to the cage.  You’d think they would choose some heavy, make you want to beat the crap outta someone, music.  Instead, we got combinations of River Dance and Michael Jackson.  Really, fellas?

It was a COLD night but an entertaining time.   The fights were fun to watch, the people watching better (oh hello, testosterone and alcohol filled juvenile men) and the company the best.

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Saturday

Saturday morning I drove over to Bellevue to meet up with Jess for a hike around Fontenelle Forest.

 

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We first met up for an easy 1 mile jog to Fonentelle.   Once there we paid our $7 entry fee and hiked for about an hour before  finishing the morning with another easy 1 mile jog.

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It was an absolutely GORGEOUS Fall morning and I can’t think of anything better then starting it with exercise, fresh air and good conversation.

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Jess and I always have some of the best talks about life, work, love and friendships.  Love that chick.

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After hiking I took a trip to the grocery store and treated myself to a light Pumpkin Spice Latte from Starbucks.  I was curious what all the hype was about.  Let’s just say it was divine, my friends.

 

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Saturday evening was spent at my girl Tyree’s house for a little birthday bonfire for Coleman.    It was another beautiful fall night spent with some pretty darn good people.

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Sunday was the Corporate Cup.   HOLY HILLS, Batman.

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This is promptly after viewing the first leg of the route.   Hills.   Just hills.  OMAHA!  Are ya trying to kill me, or what?!

The Omaha Corporate Cup is a 2 mile or 10K race.   2 miles seems too short and competitive for me.  I prefer longer distances that allow me to pace myself and ‘enjoy’ the race.

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The required Sea of People photo opp prior to the start.

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Allow me to introduce you to Mile 1.

Up hill.

What you CAN’T see is the giant hill following this hill.

I wasn’t kidding when I said it was all hills.  Every mile, a hill.

And have I mentioned I haven’t run any distances over 4 miles since my Lincoln Half Marathon?  In May?  Have I also mentioned that I just recently started running again since said halfsy?   And by running, I mean a mile or 2 here and there, other then that measly 4 I did a few Saturday’s ago?

Oh, man.

Me, being the competitive lad that I am, was bound and determined to keep my average 9.3 mile pace, regardless of the hills.

What a friggin’ IDIOT.   Tomorrow, my legs are going to hate me, because I did it.   I finished the 6.2 in an hour.

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Team YMCA had quite the turn-out of runners.   CB YMCA is repping the yellow.  Nice work, team!

The remaining portion of my Sunday consisted of baking cookies and watching the boys piece back together Clint’s newly rebuilt motor.   Boys and their toys.

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Clint is fortunate to have such great buddies that enjoy doing this kind of work.  They were focused all day, I can tell you that!

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Cheers to a great weekend and here’s to making Monday a glass half-full kind of day.

 

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