There are plenty of ways to exercise, from Gordon Lightfoot-fueled mall walking to extreme fitness such as pulling a school bus with your neck, Strongman style.
If you find yourself more in the latter category, perhaps CrossFit will appeal to you. You can receive a free consultation at the pre-grand opening of CrossFit Acclaim and start down the path to becoming a hunk or babe (insert Rocky theme).
Runs from 5 a.m. to 8 p.m. FREE. CrossFit Acclaim, 1057 E. Exchange St., Boise, 208-615-4845, crossfitacclaim.com.
Everyone could be a bit more flexible. Whether you've got a sore back from moving heavy objects or are feeling malaise from a desk job, a good stretch is just what the proverbial doctor ordered.
Today is a grand day for flexibility, with several free yoga classes taking place around Boise. Join Sumits Yoga of Boise at 6 a.m., Muse Yoga at 9 a.m. or Eagle Yoga House at 4:30 p.m. for a free yoga class.
This series of free yoga events is part of Idaho Health and Yoga Awareness Week, running Monday, June 3, through Sunday, June 9. Explore its events page to find a free yoga class that fits your schedule.
The clock has just struck noon, and you're exhausted. Coffee's a fine morning routine, but as the day progresses, the jitters and ravages of a caffeine high can make java a double-edged sword.
If you're wondering why you're lethargic and can feel your motivation lagging, it may be because you're not getting enough sleep, your diet isn't cutting the mustard or you're not getting enough exercise.
Today, there's a yoga class to help revitalize you during your lunch break at Sage Yoga and Wellness. Stretch, shake loose stress and return to work refreshed and energized. The classes start at noon, and drop-in classes cost $13.
Nothing ruins a childhood like being told that martial arts will not turn you into a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle. Somewhere on the other side of all the stretching and practice, one's spine should at least begin to turn brown, if not harden into a half-shell.
But karate isn't about chopping your little sister with the edge of your hand or learning to use swords as urban defense tools. It is more about discipline, fitness and optimizing motion in defensive situations.
For those more interested in the self-defense, mental and physical rigor aspects of karate, there are free karate lessons to be had at Idaho Martial Arts in Eagle. The lessons run from 5-7 p.m. for various ages.
It’s hot. It’s sweaty. You must be flexible—or at least willing to work on getting there. While you’re doing it, you’re usually almost naked, and as a first-date option, well … it’s questionable.
Yoga. Talking about Bikram Yoga, folks. Get your collective minds out of the gutter and find peace within as you sweat the toxins out. The rooms are typically kept at a balmy 105 degrees Fahrenheit, with 40 percent humidity—perfectly steamy for relaxing muscles and making you extra bendy.
Not sure it’s for you? No worries. The poses can be modified for everyone from beginners to those who want to push themselves a little further. And you can pay a drop-in fee to try it out and see if it’s something you might be into. Package deals and passes for classes are available if you decide it’s something you dig.
Tonight there are three 90-minute class times offered. Catch a 4:30 p.m. and 6 p.m. class at the Bikram Yoga Lake Harbor location or a 5:30 p.m. class on Federal Way. Visit bikramboise.com for more info, to see a class schedule or pre-register.
Ah, the vaunted New Year's resolution. That promise we know we're never going to keep, but we make anyways.
But wouldn't it be nice if come NYE, when the champagne is being passed and everyone is trotting out their resolutions, you were already one step ahead of the game? Having already given those resolutions a shot, realized it was never going to happen and moved on to something sensible like "to keep on keeping on?"
Well, today, why not do just that. According to USA.gov, some of the most common resolutions include, getting fit, losing weight and managing stress. All three of those can easily tackled with once act: Yoga.
Today you have your choice of several different yoga classes to try and give up on. You can swing by the Yoga for Wellness studio downtown at 5:30 p.m. or head out to Integrative Health Associates in Eagle at 7:30 p.m. to take a class from James Burton, who got his "B.O.B. certification," this past summer.
Ready, set, sweat.Sumits Yoga, you'll be more drenched than if you'd gone over Niagra Falls in a barrel. But you'll also leave with the feel-good ache of a truly rigorous workout. Sumits yoga was developed by Sumit Banjeree, whose style is inspired by Bikram Choudbury of the famous Bikram's hot yoga.
The session began with simple instructions on the flow: four postures, ending in downward dog. The flow became a key sequence throughout the session, and was repeated in between various sets of warrior and eagle postures, as well as abdominal workouts and savasana. Not only does a session provide the limber, Gumby-like feeling of other yoga practices, but it's a real workout. The class was fast-paced, and moved through postures quickly and with the push-ups and abdominal work, it was better than a session with a personal trainer.
As with all yoga, Sumits advocates focus on breath and the mind. Hot yoga first-timers should expect to be soaked from the sweat and maybe feel a little claustrophobic. Ignore the urge to open a window, and breathe deep. The heat in the room may seem overwhelming at first, but you'll bend in ways you never thought possible and flush toxins out of your body. Instructor Tina Wilson summarized it perfectly when she said "It's like showering from the inside out."
Classes are available at various times during the week, so if you want your inside to be as clean as your outside, visit sumitsyoga.com or call 208-344-9642 and get signed up.
Last Sunday, without any expectation, I went to the gym and found a new gem: the Treasure Valley YMCA in downtown Boise. OK, so it's not exactly "new." It's been here for over a century. But here's the secret: on a weekend afternoon in the middle of August, no one is there. Ordinarily, I wouldn't be there either because I'd be tearing through the trails of the Boise foothills on two wheels, working my aerobic engine, fueled by simple carbs. However, I can't get a new bike until I sell my old one on eBay (1299 hits, 83 watchers, 3 bids, and 23 hours to "sold," but who's counting?), so I went to the Y to pedal a few stationary miles and rock out to Katy Perry's "Teenage Dream" on my iPod.
For a good part of the year, the downtown YMCA's parking lot is overflowing with bumper-to-bumper spot seekers, the pool is drowned with splashing kids and every packed yoga class ensures intimate knowledge of your mat-mates. But if you need an endorphin fix from hoisting iron bars, if you want to break a sweat with a fan blowing in your face or if you want to run a 10K without touching pavement, now is the time to visit the Y.
On my way out, I asked the friendly front desk staff where they thought all the 50,000 members were. It doesn't really matter, though, now that I know where they aren't.
I started watching The Biggest Loser on television a few weeks ago because the Winter Olympics hadn’t started yet.
Okay, that’s not entirely true.
Really, it's the Biggest Loser trainers Bob Harper and Jillian Michaels whom I find so compelling. Bob is vanilla pudding to Jillian’s chocolate torte, but a sweat session with either one could leave you crying in the corner. And I’ve missed them.
For the past 14 days, I’ve been watching the Olympics, peppered with commercials about how The Biggest Loser would return Tuesday, March 2. Hooray! Just when I thought I was about to have a seizure from winter sports withdrawal, reality TV arrives with a quick infusion of pseudo-reality escapism and the ironic juxtaposition of elite athletes against obese folks learning to exercise.
While The Biggest Loser offers inspiration for some and entertainment for many, its lack of practicality is beginning to irritate me. I think it’s time for an overhaul—a specialty variation, if you will. (After all, where once we had only Law and Order, now we have Special Victims Unit and Criminal Intent. Same goes for various renderings of CSI).
Here’s my pitch: The Biggest Loser: Practical Tasks. The concept is as self-explanatory as the name suggests. Instead of performing amusing but circus-monkey-like tricks in the name of burning calories, these 300-400 hundred pound individuals would accomplish constructive projects in addition to losing weight.
For example, rather than engage in crossing a balance beam suspended above a swimming pool while carrying beach balls (the final immunity challenge in a recent episode), the husky-yet-capable contestants could have a race to see who can mow the greatest number of lawns in a two-hour time span. And after that, well, I’ve got a cord of wood in my driveway that needs to be chopped and stacked.
Remember ESPN’s late evening coverage of The World’s Strongest Man competitions? In a nutshell, guys with names like Magnus Von Magnuson and Sven Larsen were hefting VW bugs, felling conifers 4-feet in diameter and stacking monster truck tires, all in record time. My point is that anyone can go to Gold’s Gym and crank out X number of reps for Y number of sets with Z pounds on either end of the barbell. But the World’s Strongest Man? Well, now there’s a guy who can brace the I-beam if your roof caves in.
The Biggest Loser: Practical Tasks would capitalize on the idea of torching calories through ... ta-dah... practical tasks. And your host? I'm available right away.
I am at the gym for a spin class. The woman in front of me turns around and says, "Are you sick? Because if you are, I think I don't want to sit next to you." So this is the deal.
I had coughed slightly since entering the room. For whatever reason- damn, do I need to explain why the hell I was coughing! I had a slight cough. I was totally nonchalant and replied, "No, I am not sick. I just have allergies or something." What I really wish I had said was, "You move because I do not want you sitting next to me!". What a bitch! Really lady, stay home!