Posts Tagged ‘pilates for men’

Can Pilates Help with Water Sports? Indeed!

Monday, August 30th, 2010

A total body workout!

Just wrapping up a 4 day trip to Austin Texas, where, if you’ve never been there is literally surrounded by lakes everywhere. If you’re an avid outdoors person, then Austin is a place that will not disappoint you. My brother and his awesome family own a house in the city, but also have a lake house about 40 minutes away on lake LBJ. Now, I haven’t water skied in quite some time, and knee boarding is completely foreign to me, but it was initiation by fire trying to keep up with the young niece and nephew out on the water and before I knew it I had a board strapped to my feet and a rope handle tossed at my head and a V8 monster engine ready to blow gallons of water in my face as I yell the two words that will either spell my demise or see my success, “Hit It!”

Before I let you in on what happens next, I think it fitting that you all know what it was like in my pre-Pilates life when I tried this, mind you carrying around an extra 30 or so pounds around my middle. The last time I tried to ski/wakeboard, etc I yelled, “Hit It” and all that happened was a lot of boat groaning, trunks filling up with water and a handle being ripped out of my hands before I could ever get up. I used to ski when I was a kid, so I had some technique back in the day, but that extra weight was keeping me from getting up. After 6 or so failed attempts, my hands were shot and cramping, and I was relegated to watching others more fit (than me) from inside the boat. Not fun at all, and quite embarrassing to be honest.

This time, and with that image still haunting me, I took a big inhale and yelled, “HIT IT!” The boat roared to life, my heart rate quickened in anticipation and a funny thing happened…I popped right up. Wasting no time, I veered outside the wake, a massive smile showing all 200 of my teeth evident for the passengers inside the boat to see. I zipped from one wake to the next trying to catch air, and make rooster tails of waves behind me. My core was firing as were my obliques, and all of those “hundreds,” “roll ups” and “rollovers” suddenly were worth the countless hours of working out.  I was having a blast.

Fo two days I shredded that lake.  I was now about ten years older, than when I had my last skiing debacle, but clearly I was much more fit at 40 then I was at 30. This weekend was a direct result of the time I’ve spent in the Pilates studio and at home doing my mat work. I have never doubted that the Pilates for Men 10-20-30 Challenge we created last year was powerful, but MAN…was it impressive to see the direct result of the work.  I am so proud to be able to share this story with you, and I hope you find it meaningful enough to share with others.

Until next time!

-Art A.

Pilates and Los Angeles

Friday, July 30th, 2010

This is Hard!

I think I understand why Pilates is so popular in Los Angeles.  It isn’t because we have the greatest studio in the world, although I am partial to the warmth, cleanliness and space of our studio in Encino, CA. Talk to most good Pilates operators in and around the Los Angeles area and by and large you will hear them say that their business is very good!  We hear that business has been growing in a down economy.  Part of the reason for the growth is the huge number of Baby Boomers that are aging, and retiring. In order to keep their bodies functioning at a high level, they turn to the low impact, huge results of Pilates as part of their fitness regiment.  They also turn to Pilates to help them after they’ve finished their physical therapy for rehabbing injuries.  However, I realized why more and more people are turning to Pilates each day here in Los Angeles while on my daily bike ride home from the studio.  Now mind you, I ride home along Ventura Blvd, which is very very busy…and I do break the rules a bit and ride on the sidewalk for most of it.  BUT…I see everything! I notice everything and I can smell everything, from the stores that you’d never notice while driving, to the plethora of restaurants, to the crazy drivers, and their antics inside the sanctity of their cars.

Since I ride on the sidewalk for most of the route, I’m careful, I ride slowly and I give the right of way to pedestrians. It also gives me time to relax, gather my thoughts for the day. Mostly, however, I get to see the insanity of what drivers go through every single day. I started to think we don’t just live in the city of Angels, but at times we live in the city of something else that kind of rhymes with angels, but also sounds a bit like brass and holes.  Yup…and I bet out of their cars, they are extremely nice people…but man, I saw nearly five nasty accidents on an 8 mile ride home last night.  Oh, and the horns…holy mackerel, the horns!  It was a cacophony of brass – hole instruments emanating from under the hoods of their Toyotas, Nissans and BMW’s.

So it all brings me back to the big exhale that our clients breathe the moment they walk through our doors.  We offer that sanctuary where they can not only exercise, but they can detox and feel good if only for an hour of their day.  And that, is why our businesses our growing.  The more we give our clients and future clients the ability to have a safe haven, the more we’ll help them preserve, lengthen and enjoy their lives.

Until next time!

-Art A.

The Epiphany of How to Eat

Monday, July 19th, 2010

Do I really weigh that much?

I went on vacation last week, and I never expected to have the epiphany that I had. I learned how food consumption and exercise really work.  I went through the Pilates For Men 10-20-30 Challenge and I understood that while I was exercising vigorously, that eating only 1500 calories per day was really effective in helping me ditch those extra 20 pounds.  BUT…what I learned on my cruise to the Bahamas last week was so much more meaningful in learning what NOT to do and why.  I went on this beautiful Norwegian Epic ship leery of what could happen with 20 gourmet restaurants to choose from and my crazy appetite. I was prepared mentally long before I ever passed over the gangway and onto the ship. I’ve been down this road before and I know that in 7 days a schmuck like me can gain 10 pounds.  It wasn’t going to happen this time.  I was a rock I tell you.  My first stop was to the fitness center, which of course, was state of the art.  It was equipped with everything (sans a scale…gee I wonder why?).  Now, I was still going to eat – that’s what I paid for afterall, but I was also going to work out every single day.  Pilates, weights, cardio…all of it.  And for 7 days, that is what I did.  I ate, I worked out, I swam in the Atlantic Ocean, ate some more, worked out some more, sweated, ate, drank…I did it all.  After about my fifth day I knew I put on weight.  I hadn’t a clue how much because they smartly don’t have scales on board these ships.  I would say my ‘activity level’ had been extremely high, yet I knew that familiar bulge forming around my middle.  I could see a little extra puffy skin under my jaw line, and I feared I’d put on about five or gasp seven pounds.

Here’s what’s frustrating…I was watching myself at the buffet table!  I was careful about what I was eating. It was on the forefront of my mind, and I didn’t go all out like I’d done in the past. So, sweating it out in the steam room, it came to me.  It’s so simple. Humans weren’t meant to consume 4,000 calories per day. Think about it.  As little as a couple of thousand years ago we were meant to hunt and gather our food.  Our bodies are still accustomed to that. If we could consume 1500 calories per day in nuts, fruits and meat that we’d hunted, our bodies were thrilled, and gave us boundless energy to continue to hunt and gather. Soooo, when we stuff 4,000 calories per day down our gullet, our body does what it was built to do, it saves it, stores it, and turns it into big walls of sticky, icky fat! Let’s go back to our few thousand years ago scenario. We consume veggies, fruits, meat (about 1500 calories) and we can run, hike, gather, move our bodies for an entire day. If we have a day where the pickings were slim and we only took in 1,000 calories, no problemo, our bodies went into conservation mode, and we functioned perfectly well.  Now, back in present day and we add all the processed goop that we eat and we fool ourselves into thinking that 40 minutes on the bike, or treadmill is going to right all those wrongs, and we’ve got another thing coming.  It’s virtually impossible to burn it all off because we are conditioned to conserve energy and be extremely efficient.  Our wonderful and perfect bodies are saving all of that glorious energy waiting for the famine that will never come.  Instead what comes is tomorrow, which brings another 4,000 calorie day of consumption, then another, and another and so on, until we are unhealthy, immobile heart diseased, diabetics in big big trouble wondering how this happened to us.

The scariest thing I learned on the cruise was that it doesn’t take much.  I definitely ate, and sadly nearly everything “good” is rich on the ship.  So, in the spirit of honesty, I’m going to give you my before cruise weight, and my after cruise weight.  Don’t get too attached to the after number, because I’m going to lose every last stinking, filthy (delicious) ounce that I gained.

Ready?

You sure?

Okay.  Here it is…Before cruise – Art’s weight = 193 pounds.

After cruise – Art’s weight = 201 pounds.

I worked out every single day and was only gone for 7 days.  Scary isn’t it? Remember friends, our bodies were designed to function extremely efficiently.  Food is for fuel.  That’s how the biology of our bodies function.  We stuff crap into it, and we’re in trouble and it doesn’t take long.  I got home from the cruise on Saturday and immediately went for a 35 mile bike ride.  I will follow that up with an hour of vigorous Pilates every day until my “after” picture is securely hanging nicely on my bones.  I’ll keep you posted, and I won’t let ya down!