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Why I can’t drink stupid Green Tea and the Autoimmune Phenomenon Explained…attempted.

You know how Green Tea is one of the most healthiest things in the world for you to drink. That’s right! For you. Not me.

Why not me? Because I’m Th2 dominant. And many of you lupus or chemical sensitive bubble people may be too.  (For the record, I am totally deja vu-ing that I my have already written an article about this, but since then I have mourned the explosion, and henceforth, death of many a brain cell.  This may sound morbid but it hilarious in my head! Er..Which…could be a sign of senility.  Quick! Someone check my pre-frontal cortex integrity.)

What it means is…I don’t know how to explain it.  But I got you some great insight on why green tea makes you sick. Not just nauseous, but at first, you feel good.  Oh you feel so good. Then gradually you feel great. Without noticing you find yourself organizing the mountain of bills and junk mail you have ignored for eons.  Next thing you know, you can suddenly do a full squat again and you start cleaning your house and painting walls like a cross between a lizard and a gazelle, maximizing your range of motion with every springy step and bouncy leap. And then, what? Your fingers don’t hurt. Time to bust out the decade old thank you card project and write like Hemingway.  The adult vocabulary is summoned back to mind. You are unstoppable. Time to buy some kettlebells for the crossfit competition. The force is with you.

But in a few days, you realize you are so active you are barely sleeping and your husband accuses you of being manic as you straighten the fringes of your welcome mat at 2 in the morning . You are so fracking happy you could cry. And then you’re so damn overjoyed you can throw a plate at the next person’s head who talks to you.  Things went from bright to technicolor and your eyes want to shut the sun rays up and shoot warbling birds.  Your hands and feet stealthily start to feel like sausages again and everything you eat hurts you soul again.  Your head is banging. You get cold sores all over your mouth. The infections begin. The sob fest increases. And you retreat back to the Gollum you once were.  Th dominance.

It has happened to me with Green Tea.  Turmeric. Moringa.  Diatomaceous Earth. These are some of the top shelf superfoods of the world.  And they are traiterous bitches.

I have attributed this to Candida, the gross term Leaky Gut, which goes hand in hand with the aforementioned.  But could Th dominance fall in line with those too. Who is the chicken and where is the egg? Are all these related or all they independent of one another.  It sure isn’t a coincidence that I have all of these.

Well, time to be schooled.

Click here, here, and here.  And you have been educated and enlightened about you or a whiny, cranky loved one.

Green Tea Hazards

WHAT IS THE ROLE OF TH1 AND TH2 IN AUTOIMMUNE DISEASE?

HOW DO YOU BALANCE TH1 AND TH2 IN AUTOIMMUNE DISEASE?

I’m typing much under the deceptive balancing act of Moringa for the moment.  A wonderful life saving supplement that I once that had miraculously cured me. I have learned, in a jam, in a pinch, an act of desperation, to sample a bit here and there. Test where my balance is. It’s autoimmune Russian roulette.  One day it might bring me back to invincible for a day, another it might just finish demolishing me.  I don’t take this risk lightly and if you read the articles above, your t-helper cells should be checked and balanced by a doctor. Most likely a functional medicine doctor.

A few weeks ago I had some wonderful days with turmeric.  But I only dare take it a week, before my body becomes overstimulated and falls gets into full battle regalia.  If however, you do not have autoimmune imbalances…take turmeric instead of ibuprofen and acetaminophen. Always and forever. Drink green tea like sugar water.  And if you can afford it, moringa it up. You might just feel like Supergirl.

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I have personally used these products and they were wonderful, like I said, until…reminder that these are beneficial for Normals.

And if you find you are having this frustration, that no one supplement can help you because its up and down, roller coaster, smash your head-confusing. Don’t fret…as these things come to the surface of research and technology, moms and Pinners out there are corralling these findings and sharing their process with the world in simple terms we can understand, with less trial and error than if we are to do it on our own.  The ancient world had healers for this type of thing…the answer is out there somewhere. And hopefully we can find a few to make us invincible for a couple more years.

Peace Out.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Lupus No More, and the secret of maintenance

I’m not gonna lie. The title is shamelessly pretentious simply to generate readers.  There is no known cure to lupus, and as far as my Chinese Traditional Medicine diagnosis goes, it’s not even considered lupus.  Only Western docs would say that.

It’s been 3 years. I’m getting healthier. It started at a turtle pace, but it’s progressed to a snail on Red Bull.  Acupuncture was given to me by the Gods, and I’ve been steady for one month at the gym, the haven that used to be my second home. Don’t get me wrong… it’s exhausting.  It’s a delicate balance that this (this being me) delicate porcelain doll lives in.  I have no life. I have no money. I have no time. This is what it takes to maintain my sanity and health.  But it’s what I sacrifice to be active, fit, well fed, and looking like a girl. Somewhat.  Some days it comes down to the decision whether to have a friend or do a few leg presses, the cost of a pretty necklace or organic celery, stealing a nap or making a green juice, comfortable old lady shoes or normal vixen heels, a midnight cookie snack or a starving belly, a surrender at Taco Bell or making my own 60 minute fast food versions.  But I balance these things to keep me in motion. I used to have 80/20 days. 80% bad, 20% tolerable.  I’m probably at 50/50 if not better. Whaaaat?

The secret is blood flow.  The lifeforce, the chi, the unblocking and purification from this polluted and suffocating environment that is America and other mass consumer countries.

What I’m saying is, if you have been suffering with lupus or another chronic autoimmune disease, chronic fatigue, find a local barefoot acupuncturist that has feng shui’d her office, has a babbling fountain and plays plinkety-plankety music, and start paying her regular visits and buying her silly knick-knacks of grateful praise every few months.  Please. One year later, and bam…you’ll be a human again.  Granted, it takes some endurance and faith, but it’s either that or staying in pain and misery without progress.

So, here are the few things I need for the daily ying and yang.  Some are bargains, some are expensive, but they will smother us with benefits not afforded without search, trial, and error. I cannot express how much I value these things, not only because they sustain me, but because there are so few opportunities in this greed-saturated consumerist world, that quality has been stripped of the things we eat, live, and breathe.  I’ve always been seeking nature and truth, but had I not become gravely ill due to this man-forsaken environment, would I have studied and practice the depths of what it means to nourish a soul?

Youfit Health Club – the Gym. Oh my gym.  For $10 a month, $30 a year, and month-to-month contract, I had no choice but to sign up. Even if I only went for the smell of socks and stale sweat! I thought I would only survive one shameful visit a month, because all the other health programs I’ve tried at home have not challenged me, while at the same time circumventing all the limitations of my disease.  I went once last month, and haven’t stopped since.  I slowly, oh so carefully, built up strength and endurance.  And now I do everything I can not to kiss the dirty mats when I walk in.  I want to talk to every older and overweight person and say, “Yes, I know it’s hard, but here we are! We can do this!” I am overcome with my second chance to be athletic once more! Even if I never get back to the marathoner and weight lifter I hoped to be, you will find me at the gym with all the joint-friendly weight and cardio machines, awkwardly trying to adjust the seating to midget size with a deranged smile of ecstasy while I pump some muscle. I recommend this to everyone, and their mom! …. P.S. Same owner as Planet Fitness in other states.

Latex Stretch Bands – After my whole spiel about being fit, I have no choice but to proclaim the paramount emphasis of stretching. I learned the hard way, after years of boasting I was a supernatural freak of nature and required no stretching.  Everyone needs to do it. Even Michael Phelps. Especially  Michael Phelps.  Because if you want to, not only prevent from injury, but increase blood flow to wonderfully sore muscles just waiting to juice up, you need to invite the blood there.  And for all the twisting, contorting, and yoga-ish moves I tried to alleviate all the messed up joints and inflamed muscles and misplaced fascia..nothing has taken my healing and re-boning, if you will, like these little bands.  I tied them up to something sturdy and just hang there (in a proper position taught my manuals and youtube).  Like I said, it’s high maintenance if you have poor health and bloodflow. You need to help it.  I spend more time than I’d like doing this, but afterward I feel like Mr. Stretch.  Doesn’t hurt in the whoopie department either. Wink, wink.

   

Charlie’s Laundry Soap and Hardwater Booster – Godsent! Non-toxic, allergen free, and purer and cleaner than anything you can find at a frickin Target or Walmart.  These are two products I’m mentioning.  I bought both, highly skeptical of anything new and expecting new fun reactions to blindly and newly approved FDA chemicals tested on baby fetuses.  One hand ready to call and complain to the company, I can’t believe I haven’t ever heard of this before.  My clothes came out cleaner and softer than ever, and I have been able to stop paying exorbitant prices for natural dryer sheets (that were still essentially chemical poo storms)!  It makes me want to do the laundry every day. And I don’t say that lightly, but with severe reverence.  I didn’t realize that even this chlorinated, sulfuric city water was not only harsh on my skin and senses, but my clothing that just looked dingy. Husband’s work clothes would never feel clean, especially in the summer.  And he’s not thaaaat stinky. So, please please please, if you need more pure and less itchy and chemically in your life, in your kid’s life….go buy. www.vitacost.com has great prices. Now! I’ll write you a check. (Link for a coupon on the left panel of blog.)

They make six products…I aim to try the rest at some point.

Dandelion Tea – Any brand, anywhere you wanna get it.  Obviously, the more natural, the better.  It’s a natural caffeine-free stimulant, specially recommended if you’re having trouble dropping coffee (points to self violently!).  It’s flushes excess toxins out, clearing the liver quite a bit.  It’s a diuretic tea, great for someone with interstitial cystitis who loves to retain water sloshing around my spongy body.  Even though it’s not much of a problem anymore, it’s not yet a perfect science and this is great maintenance.  And flat belly mornings…all day long! Till I carbo load.

BCAA and Glutamine – Where has this been all my life? I scold myself for not learning enough about this during my training days. All I knew was protein, protein protein.  That was quite a damper when all the processed cancer-hugging whey and soy isolates started accumulating in my liver and hurting my brain! Branch Chain Amino Acids and Glutamine helps muscle recovery  and other stuff, and optimize weight loss through muscle preservation.  Do your own research. The point is, not only does it help with my slow and sluggish healing abilities, it has helped me reduce pain!  All the strange muscle pains I would get, even if I don’t work out.  It feels like an energy boost in the mornings.  I’ve never known exactly to what it’s due, but my metabolism surely went backwards quite a bit, and just digesting food was an ordeal.  Slow digesting food leads to putrification in the gut, toxin release, therefore even more muscle and nerve pain.  But if your muscles are functioning well, the stomach can focus on its own job and let the muscles focus on their healing.  And did I mention it helps weight loss? Of course, you have to workout to truly see some benefits.  Otherwise, you can just lower your standards settle for feeling them. I could go on, but I’m starting to be summoned by the arms of Morpheus, so I must hurry.

Ahava Oil Drying Mist – In searching this link for you, I have just ruffled my own feathers, realizing I paid waaaay too much for mine.  Good for you.  Anyway, what the heck is it??? It must be from Narnia or some magical land!!!! O.M.G. All I know is, almost everyone has some kind of allergy.  If you’re young and don’t have them…wait for it… Once I lost my immune system, even though its decently restored, I have noticed when I wear my favorite perfumes (including the amazing BVLGARI my husband bought me for my anniversary to commemorate the honeymoon), I will end up crying a fit and blaming you or anyone in the surrounding 3 feet for ruining my life.  I lose it, I cry, I get headaches, I get disoriented.  I might as well get tanked of some Ketel.  I’ve been about 2 years not wearing perfume, feeling bad that my husband has to smell my natural muskiness.  No sexy woman to pass him by and leave the lingering allure of my Spanish scent (that could go many ways)… just today I found this.  I save my pennies I promise you, so that I may make my expensive vegan/gluten-free desserts with ingredients exporting from far lands and soy free chocolate chips! I do hound over my monies.  But I need to smell better. Way better. And this, is heavenly, and not only is it heavenly…it doesn’t make me homicidal   And not only that, it’s soooo fricking healthy. In the sense that it’s made from sea plants, or algea or something.  Sounds gross? Well, I put it on my face and hair…and moved on.  Later I absently-minded grazed my cheek and about had an affair with my 19-year old self.  I have not had skin like this since over a decade.  It glowed like the Sun’s divine rays! I was Narcissus himself.  The cats had to step out.  Lucky for you I found it for about $15 less. Grumble grumble.

The uplifting scent of Mandarin and Cedarwood rejuvenates the senses as it provides a skin-friendly boost of vitamins and minerals.

If that caption is not a selling point, than I don’t know what is.

My friends, I want to share so much more with you but part of the balancing act is going to sleep at a reasonable hour.  I’ll continue to share my fun finds, freak outs, and moments of serenity.  And most likely….some endorphin highs.

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The Long Winded Ugly Truth

It’s not that I forgot about my beloved blog, but I took a tiny hiatus to consolidate, arrange, and manage the numerous events I had going on.  Eat, Pray, Love would have us think that the best place to balance yourself is in Bali.  For the other 90% of us that can’t afford a trip and stay to the other side of the world, we can definitely meditate and reinvent ourselves at home. Being unemployed gave me plenty of room to relearn and prepare for this lifestyle shift that I had no say in executing before the next working phase started.

For all those out there with autoimmune and chronic fatigue, I’m beginning to feel you a bit more.  Trying to enjoy all my free time with so many limitations has become a real challenge.  My body is still always tired, even though unstressed from the duress of a full time job.  So without a structured day, I was able to veg out for hours with the excuse that I didn’t feel well.  Well, that doesn’t lead to anything productive, or fun.  Sedentary reading and  Supernintendo Zelda never led to recuperation.  As a matter of fact, I learnt that my fingers stiffen up even faster, up to my forearms, and down to my toes, if I played for too long.  Reading in the same position too long made my back swell.

With more time and less bosses around, I was able to clean and organize my house to completion.  But the hurdles were the same.  The floor is still cleaned a portion at a time.  A bathroom scrub here, a vacuuming there.  Sitting sessions in between everything.  At the end of the day, it felt I had cleaned all day and barely rested.  Muscles still get sore swiftly and blood literally feels intoxicated.  However, I didn’t have severe exhaustion as when I had the 9-5.  After about 3 weeks of being a full time housewife, I was able to think straight and started coming to terms with my limitations and new ways to handle things and healthy perspectives.

Some symptoms have worsened.  During this time I didn’t write.  I wasn’t avoiding the things I enjoy, but I was being forced to drastically give up a few more gifts we naturally have, into a Nazi type regimen. Rest and medicine, rinse, repeat.  That’s what it felt like anyway.  I had heard that people with Lupus should not receive sunlight. As usual, I thought I was the exception.  Although the heat had already started giving me hives, the sunlight didn’t seem to be the culprit.  However, the past few months had been spent indoors at work.  Now I was noticing that a short trip to the grocery store was inducing palpitations, a weird head stretchy feeling, mental fogginess, shallow breath, weakened and tingling muscles, and sobbing spells.  Basically, extreme fatigue.  So yes, I now cannot healthily tolerate the sun’s rays, which instigate my immune system to attack itself.  Instead of getting sad about it, I resisted at first, as I do with anything you tell me I cannot do.  I told myself it’s all in my head, I’m being dramatic, I’m being a wimp.  Then I found myself a blessing of a Colombian neighbor who also has Lupus and validated my new symptoms for me.  But all this free time, and I cannot sit at the pool, go to the beach, take a walk, or drive to the library in the day.  I’m still molding to this particular restriction but have worked out a more nocturnal lifestyle.  I still do plenty of these things and pay for them later, much like it happened with my diet.

On top of being laid off, I was so stressed about the toil and trouble of preparing gluten-free, vegan meals w/o nightshade vegetables, preservatives, additives, etc., that I would still “cheat” (what is otherwise healthy eating to others: a tomato, a lean steak, a whole wheat slice, oatmeal) about once a week.  I was hungry and too sore to make my scratch meals.  My habits didn’t change much at first either because I was in a celebratory mood and didn’t want to spend all my day cooking.  But after enough bladder spells from pizza sauce, inflamed colons from one cookie, and hair on the floor, I couldn’t take it anymore.  I’m avoiding all detrimental foods like no tomorrow.  I spend all day now cooking, sitting, cleaning, sitting, folding clothes, stretching.  By sitting, I don’t mean I sit and stare at the wall.  I pay bills, have friends visit, write letters, or just lightly walk around.  I actively rest, like hardcore strength trainers do.  I may not be able to work out, but I push myself like one would.

With a very unhealthy momma-in-law in the way, we both came to the epiphany that sometimes to be healthy, we need to focus on ourselves, and almost, but  selfishly tend to our needs.  Therein lies the reason I usually resist my next incremental phase in this disease, because I don’t want to focus on just health all day (says the girl who was previous a health nut anyway).  But the truth is, just like I would rather my ma-in-law to be selfish than sick, I surrender in saying the same goes for me.  I know that it’s better to fight for my health than try to keep living a life that wears down my body.  My husband would rather watching me suffer turning down stuffed waffles, than suffer washing my hair.  (Yes, it’s starting to get difficult to even include showers.)

To me, and all who have been through a similar path, it’s a victory.  I take pride it keeping my health and home.  I have not let my limited energies keep me from living a satisfactory lives, limit my amount to love others and do what I can for them.  I still continue on a path to health and in search of ways to halt this progression, because it can be controlled and maintained.  The proof is my neighbor who once tinted all her home windows, crawled to bathrooms, and her joints deformed.  Now she goes to the gym on a sunny day consecutively after cooking a meal from scratch.  I have high hopes, if not very ambitious goals.

In a few days, I begin bare minimum diet that helps heal the stomach through vegetables, grains, and juicing.  I added more natural things to control my pain and inflammation: Collagen, alpha lipoic acid, noni juice, aloe vera juice, liquid multivitamin, colon cleanse, chlorophyll…every day. Three times a day.  I will be adding flax oil as well.  These keep my body maintained and my skin almost looking like it did before I was ill.  I just received a juicer as a gift so that I’ll be able to add more nutrients into my bloodstream without slowing down my digestion which doesn’t work very well these days.  Oh yes, big plans in the works and I’ll be sharing some of the things I’ve learned or will learn along the way.

And lastly, I got a job.  Unfortunately, full time, but it will not be exhaustive.  If for any reason it does, I will selfishly start looking elsewhere again.  I’m on a mission to take care of myself (and be humble enough to ask help when I can’t do it myself); it might be expensive, tiring, frustrating, and outright stupid at times, but it ain’t nothing I can’t handle.

Anyway, that is the update.  The future still looks ultravioletly bright and I have a few things I can add to this here blog.  Thanks for reading!

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Lovely Lady Lumps With Classical Stretch

I used to make the stairmaster cry. Push ups were my cake.  Asphalt was my playground.  Of course, for a time, I did it all for the love of eating cake in monstrous amounts on cheat day.  The secondary motivation behind inviting pain and suffering were of the aesthetic kind.  Not vanity, because every human appreciates the symmetry of healthy muscles and skin sat nicely upon them.  However, without the right balance, exercise is addicting to an unhealthy level, which I fit that category for quite a while.

It’s taken an illness and restrictive diet to understand the purest health factor of exercise.  It’s not just for the loaded burrito reward after burning 800 calories or for the knock-you-out tris after never ending dips.  No longer do I feel the need for an extreme burn in my thighs to feel like I am truly and wholly benefiting my body.  I can push my tendons and ligaments to their individual limits without exerting them.  When I finish a workout, I don’t drive to the nearest pizza shop and get my own large pie.  Mine own. My precious. And it’s no longer for the heavenly sound of size 3 jeans buttons snapping together.  I used to define my limits by how much and hard I worked out.  Even though I relished on gym days to the point of blowing off good times with friends until I got the last bench press set in, I didn’t realize I wasn’t getting the full benefit of exercise.

Nowadays, I can’t stack on the leg press with 45lb plates or can’t do a back row without dislocating something essential  -even if you offered me an iced cookie- but I can finish a kind and healing workout without making beer and cheese fries the focal point. Not only because my allergen diet doesn’t give me a choice, but because inside… I’m not the fat little girl anymore.  I’ve finally grown up, physically and foodie-ly.  (My vocabulary still needs some maturing.)

However, I still need a workout for my ailing and very sedentary lifestyle.  Sitting down and resting as much as a Wolf Girl (A Lupster) (an autoimmune condition sufferer) has to do for someone who use to squat metal for fun is indescribably intolerable.  When I see joggers around my neighborhood with their hair swinging to the beat without a care, I literally want to cry; or yank their ponytails down until they face-plant.  And no matter how much exercise is meant to maintain systematic fitness, let’s face it: gravity is always fighting our husbands’ favorite body parts.

There are so many reasons we need to keep moving, even those who hate sweating. It’s good for you, simple as that. No but(t)s. (Pun intended). The following exercise modalities have proved in so many ways to therapeutically affect your body and mind.  They may not burn enough calories to have a gluttonous cheat day though.  For that you need to add at least 20 minutes of interval cardio every other day.

Reasons for working out no matter how much exhaustion, laziness, or pain present (without mentioning weight or looks):

1) A body in motion, tends to stay in motion; A body at rest, stays at rest.  You may not want to lift a finger in the morning or after work, but as soon as you do a thorough warm up you suddenly have what it takes to move.  I’m going to put energy in this category too.  You have to kickstart your own ATP and mitochondrial production. What are those? The energy sources and powerhouses in the cells.

2) Cleans your blood from toxins, waste, and by-products. Stimulates your lymphatic system.  If you ate a lot of junk food, too much emotional stress, or sat next to a smoker, you want your body to clean it out. Help it. Otherwise it stays in your body for quite a while, creating the potential for overload; henceforth, disease.  The lymphatic system does not move on it’s own. Must be stimulated.

3) Endorphins.  Your life may still suck after, but you’re much more ready to handle it with grace.  I never cried on a treadmill. Trust me, I tried.  You could slap me after a run and I’d just giggle and squeal like a red muppet on crack.

4) Range of motion.  Use it or lose it and expand it.  The older we get, the more limited movement we have.  It’s also amazing the length our body will allow if we only teach it how to stretch, no matter what age.  It’s never too late to be bendy. *wink

5) Brain power.  As well as a stimulant for everything else we’ve mentioned, there are performance piano players, successful business men, novelists who go for a jog before working on a their masterpiece.  People with ADHD can manage their concentration better if they activate the brain via movement.

6) Strength. The more muscle you train, the less risk for injury in the long run.  Less chance of creating imbalance in the body through simple movements.

7) Balance.  In this world, everything makes us lose balance. Electric machines humming, toxic foods, polluted air, stress overload, sitting too long, standing too long, sleeping on uncomfortable beds, staying up too late, listening to Lady Gaga too long. This will balance your spine, relieve pains, heal your body, fight disease, your chi.

8 ) You poop better.

So, from someone who used to bring the pain, I can tell you the workouts I do now are just as gratifying,  if not healthier and nicer to your body and just as effective, if not more.  Here are the workouts that streamline my life. (Click on the underlined for links)

  • Namaste Yoga – By FitTV – (I don’t recommend this to everyone for conscious reasons).  I personally don’t want my mind slipping blank and becoming available, but I skip anything that give heebeedie-jeebeedie vibes.  Usually, it’s toward the end of a class or episode, I just click it off or walk out.  This has healed many of my back problems and taught me to breath in an anxiety-ridden world.  Ones that doctors wanted me to spend time and money at chiropractors and take pills.  It recreates balance and aids composure.  Right now, I only do this on my most painful days that I can barely move.  I prefer the two below.

  • Pilates – This one not so much for relaxation.  It’s the toughest one of the three, but the one that would attest to the impressive god-given mechanics.  If you don’t have serious back problems to begin with, this will make your core strength stronger than any Muscle Max huffin’ and puffin’ at the gym.  It’ll make you feel and look graceful and straighten up your posture.  Even though I preferred the thicker muscle look, my best and slimmest body has always been when I did Pilates regularly (and cardio every other day). I learned how to do mine best from a book when I was 15 before even trying Winsor Pilates. Understanding your movements are just as important as actually doing them in any workout.

Joseph Pilates - The Creator

 

  • Classical Stretch – the public broadcasting system that brought you Yanni Live at the Acropolis and Katy Perry on Sesame Street now brings a workout that I call Free Xanax.  This is my workout of choice since I had to cancel my gym membership (tear, tear, soooob).  I saw this on PBS one morning that my ankles were stuck, tried it for less than 15 minutes one day and bought the full season within the next week.  I thought it was for the elderly at first and felt embarrassed; then I realized she created this for athletes and dancers. Through a method called Eccentrics, it pulls from modalities such as yoga,ballet, pilates, PNF (used in physical therapy), tai chi (the Chinese are genius), and brings balance you can feel in 25 minutes.  Painless, easy, refreshing.  You feel light as a feather and smarter when you’re done.  You stand up straighter the next day and realize how bad your alignment was to begin with.  If you can endure the horrible music and cheesy jokes, this Canadian ex-ballerina has become a favorite of mine.  She will teach your body to move and get the loveliest lady lumps, slenderest arms, and girlish-defined delts you’ve had since you were 15.  I’ve been down on that couch, toxins festering in my unmovable joints, and a few minutes into this idiot-proof workout and I feel as if I took pain meds.  I beseech you to check this out. It’s free on TV! Honestly, I just wanted to say beseech.  She even has a video specifically for back pain.

 

Click to link to history and benefits

About two years ago I had begun studying to be a Personal Trainer with the aim to specialize in nutrition.  For reasons that weren’t obvious then, I know now that my joints and muscles, need to be much healthier if i want to play that part.  The desire to help chicks have a healthy attitude and outlook about exercise, image, and health still lies within.  I know women want to feel good, look good, and find quick, easy, and effective preventative/preservative medicine.  I’ve tried many workouts in the last decade; studied up on them thoroughly.  So I’ve done the work for you.  Just pick one. Get your butt in gear.

Bonus: Here’s a great post from a great blog about health and image. This blog is amazing.

Bonus 2: A funny.

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