Since many of you loved the30 Days Abs Challenge, here is the 30 Days Booty Challenge 💪
Summer is approaching… You need to get in shape for the “perfect” bikini body. Here are a few tips to help you out!
Your butt consists of three muscles called “glutes”. They are the gluteus maximus, gluteus minimus and gluteus medius.
The maximus gives shape to your bottom. A-shaped butt is the most attractive as it enhances your appearance. You can tone your butt and legs for the perfect beach body.
The most effective workouts to burn the fat from your butt and tone it up are SQUATS, LUNGES and BRIDGES. These workouts will be effective only when you follow a healthy lifestyle and proper diet.
For diet and health tips, check out the30 days abs challenge.
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I can’t honestly say before and after, because it isn’t “after” yet. Before and mid, maybe? Perhaps in a few more months I’ll have some “after” photos. So here I am, fat-fat, and now skinny-fat. Non-medically speaking, for those that wonder, skinny-fat just means I look skinny in clothes, but without is a whole other story.
So much anticipation for the upcoming vacation, mixed with feelings of wishing I had started working on my body sooner. In less that three months we will be back on that gorgeous island, and I still look like a blob of poo. I know I focus on that too much, and that I don’t really look all that bad. I also know that when the vacation is a memory, I won’t see that. I don’t really see it when I look back at the last visit to the island.
Remembering that trip, I can’t help but smile. I had achieved my weight loss goal, and was comfortable being seen without a shirt; I had the time of my life. I remember the way the sun felt on my skin, and the smell of the air. I remember the cow and land crabs; the crystal clear water, the flowers, the trees and the fish. It was a perfect week with my loving husband and our dear friend, and this year will be too.
It is still hard to believe that this time last year, I was only two months into my battle to lose weight, and I wasn’t sure I could keep doing it. Down twenty-nine pounds, and weighing in at 266; every day was a struggle, but I surprised even myself and kept to it. Now, weighing in at 180, I have surpassed my original weight loss goal, and I’m working on a new goal, beach body.
I know, it’s pure vanity. Thing is, I don’t want look like a muscled out gym-rat, I just want to be not quite so jiggly in the midsection. I still have 93 days, I have joined a gym, and I’m going to give it my best shot.
To Be Continued…
Wanna lose belly fat and strengthen core muscles?
You need to exercise, eat healthy, have a regular sleeping pattern, drink adequate water and detox your body.
Healthy eating habits:
• Eat fruits, vegetables and protein-rich food on a daily basis.
• Avoid junk food, deep fried food, chocolates, etc.
• Do not skip meals, especially breakfast. Eat 3-4 meals a day.
• Have your dinner atleast 2 hours before going to bed.
Regular sleeping pattern:
• Minimum of 6 to 8 hours of sleep is required every night.
• Don’t stay up late. Sleeping early reduces bloating of the belly.
• Avoid taking naps in the afternoon.
Drink atleast 6-8 glasses of water everyday. Keep yourself hydrated throughout the day.
Detoxing your body:
When you wake up, drink one glass of detox water to cleanse your body. Detox water is prepared by adding few drops of lemon and…
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The countdown is officially on!
Truth be told, I started counting down the moment we made the reservation, which was exactly one day after we got back last summer; two hundred and seventy-two days ago. Now that we’re down to the double digits, I am really starting to get excited! In just 93 days my husband Brian and I, and our dear friend Wendy will board a plane bound for the Island of Grand Cayman, and if you can’t tell, the anticipation is killing me!
I am already planning what to pack, which this time isn’t going to be much. Last year I way over packed, even though I swore I wasn’t going to. What on earth did I think I would need with three pair of jeans, six pairs of shorts, four pair of shoes, six pairs of socks, five bathing suits, nine tees, and three button down shirts on a tropical island? I mean seriously who did I think i was, Cher?
Nope, this time a single carry-on sized duffle bag is all I am taking with me. The five S’s I’m calling it: One swimsuit (ok, maybe 2), one pair of sandals, shirts of the tee variety (2), shorts (2), and copious amounts of sunblock. That’s it, I’m not even bringing undies or socks. I did plan to be in better shape this time around, and think I still have time to do that. If not, I’m still going to love every minute of this gorgeous island!
Also different this time around is I have gotten past my fear of scuba diving, and decided to take lessons. Last year I balked at the idea, some BS about not being able to snorkel as a kid. Anyway, we opted for snorkeling, which was great but scuba diving would have been so much better. I can’t wait to swim with the fishes!
Other things we plan to do this time are take a kayak tour of some bioluminescent life. Wendy and I planned to do it last time, but backed out because I thought the weather was a little off. Turns out, the weather was perfect for it; lesson learned. Though I know she doesn’t hold it against me, I still feel guilty for cheating Wendy out of that expierence. My motto for this trip is: If it sounds fun, do it!
Tonight was taco night in our house, a tradition my sister started years ago, before I moved away. It is still something I enjoy doing, though it isn’t the same without my sister. For us, taco night wasn’t just a meal, it was a occasion; one that usually took up a good part of the day. There was shopping to be done, laughs to be had, and much to discuss.
Taco night, as it came to be known, usually started in the early afternoon with a quick trip to the store, which was anything but quick. Living in a small sleepy town, a trip to the store was a social event; we always ran into no less than nine people we had to stop and catch up with. Eventually we would get all the necessary ingredients and find our way to a checkout so that we could get home to take care of the business at hand: cooking. It is worth mentioning, and probably not surprising given all the interruptions, that we sometimes forgot at least one crucial ingredient, and had to make a second trip to the store.
The next step, of course, was the cooking; my favorite part. We had a ball, laughing and talking while we cooked. Though we’ve never tested this theory, everyone agrees that my sister is one of those ladies that could cook an old boot and make it delicious. Also, to say that “we” cooked is somewhat of a misnomer; she did the cooking while I watched and talked. I was, however, put in charge of the lettuce, onions, and tomato chopping.
Taco night wasn’t just a meal. It was a happy occasion that I enjoyed with my sister, and I miss it. It wasn’t about the shopping, or the cooking, or even the eating; it was about the love, and the strengthening the familial bonds.