Kim Musikant

Before an airplane takes off, during the safety instructions, the flight attendant will explain that if the cabin loses pressure, the oxygen masks will automatically drop down. Why do they always insist that you put yours on first before you place one on your child? Because if you are passed out, you will be useless to those who depend on you! In my post,  Are You Taking Care of You?  I wrote about how sometimes the love for our families and devotion to them gets in the way of taking the time to love ourselves too. I mentioned how we often sacrifice our own needs for the needs of those we love. So put your oxygen mask on first! Do not become  unconscious about your health. Here are two truths: Without our health, we have nothing. Time is precious. Yet, time is often the missing link between living a somewhat healthy lifestyle and living a lifestyle that makes a difference in our long-term health. Have you ever heard yourself say any of the following statements? I d

Sometimes the scale does a number on our heads, especially when we've been "good" all week and can't understand why the numbers haven't budged. Then, our inner critic takes over, "Why should I even bother, I've tried everything, nothing works." We get discouraged. We give up. While the weight on the scale matters, it doesn't tell the whole story. It's what that weight is made up of (body composition) that is a far more critical number. Many of us still hold onto the illusion that a magical number will make us happy and feel like we have succeeded. When that day does not arrive, we tell ourselves little lies such as, "I'm too old to lose weight," "My metabolism isn't what it used to be," "Things will never change." To combat this toxic relationship with our scale, we challenge you to kick it to the curb, throw it out, donate it to the Goodwill, or smash it to pieces! Then, look into having yo

Decisions, decisions. All-day long, our brains are bombarded with making decisions. Work, school, family, medical, nutrition, exercise, vacations, etc. All this thinking can cause fog in the brain! We may not even be aware that the sum total of all of these decisions depletes our energy, and when our energy becomes sapped, our willpower follows. By the time we have to face the chips and salsa at Grill Creations, we realize that our willpower has been weakened. I mention Grill Creations because I recently put myself through a willpower test. To me, chips and salsa are harder to resist than a bread and butter basket. I wanted to see what it felt like to resist these crunchy little pieces of heaven sitting in front of me while my husband munched away. Believe me, I was starrrvvviiinnngggg, which made it even more difficult. The first few minutes were the hardest because I needed something to do with my hands. I thought for sure, out of sympathy, that my husband would ask the server

Recently, I overheard two women in the waiting room at the salon. They looked like they were in their late 50's, early 60's talking about their aches and pains and how life is all downhill once you reach a certain age. I cringed as I waited for my name to be called. I knew that if I sat there and listened to any more of the negative self-talk and how these two have convinced themselves that life is doom and gloom once you hit a certain age, I was going to say something I would regret.  At the gym, clients know that if I hear this kind of talk, I will most likely deliver my "We become what we think about most" speech and how negativity will lead us down the path of self-fulfilling prophecies.  "Oh, please call my name soon," I thought to myself as my heart started to beat a little faster, and my face felt hot. To keep me from opening up my mouth, I kept my head down in my magazine, trying to mind my own business, and wait for my name to be called. I was

Proper nutrition will change your body composition. Poor nutrition will prevent you from changing your body composition. Period. Many people believe they can "work off" last night's indulgences or add an extra workout to make up for a summer of chardonnay, but unfortunately, it doesn't work that way. It takes hard work and pig-headed determination to make these changes. If we are serious and stop the excuses, it will happen. It's not sexy. There is no magic pill, only sheer will . "I have no self-control." "Get some."  Self-control is something you must generate. I promise it is not going to show up on its own . We must be intentional until these new thought patterns become habits. Here's your armor: 1. Preemptive Strikes. Be prepared for that doughnut offer by practicing saying no (or no thank you to your coworker). My father used to say birds of a feather flock together, and he was right (now I tell it to my kids). Your

On many evenings, you may see some members of our ALF family dragging themselves in, understandably so. They have been beaten up by the stresses and demands of their commute, family, and jobs. Sometimes they arrive wiped out, exhausted, and unable to fathom how they will get through their workout. Welcome to life in New Jersey. Once they start moving, their troubles seem to melt away, their energy level increases, and the stress of the day decreases. Witnessing this transformation is a beautiful thing and makes us so proud! Little successes add up to big ones, and changing our mindset in the process is critical! I know it's our job to inspire you, but lately, the tables have turned, and you have been inspiring us. We appreciate the fun, inspiring stories we have heard over the last few weeks as we have been on this push for goal setting and figuring out our WHY. The other day, a member shared a great story with a group of us. She was referring to the conversation she had with

For most of us, the only time we are aware of our breathing is when we exert ourselves, have a physical or emotional problem, or during the "breathing drills" we do before every workout at ALF.  Although the Central Nervous System controls breathing, the way we breathe is a habit and is considered to be one of our most dysfunctional movement patterns. Breathing also plays a critical role in the quality of how we move. When breathing is normal, posture and stabilization of the spine are easier to maintain. Conversely, when breathing is dysfunctional, it compromises our posture and stability, causing back, neck, and shoulder pain as well as many other health issues.  When posture is jeopardized by faulty breathing patterns, it affects spinal function, which then culminates into improper movement patterns. This combination can result in a perfect storm that creates pain, fatigue, and anxiety.  The muscle we most associate with breathing is the diaphragm. When inha

One of my goals this year is to become a master of time management. I have always used my google calendar pretty efficiently but not as well as I could. I was inconsistent with the reminder alerts, so my mornings went something like this: While still in my PJ's, I would take out my laptop and get to work. I am more creative in the morning, so that's when I get most of my writing done. While absorbed in a project, thinking that I am very productive, distractions would creep in. Maybe it was an email that led to a video that brought me to an advertisement for a tropical island vacation. Then possibly a day-dream of me on the beach ordering an umbrella drink. I look at the clock and realize how late it is, and frantically get ready for work. That story is somewhat embellished to get my point across, but distractions are a thing of the past for me (at least, on paper)! I am committed to being more in control of my mornings and my day! I will accomplish this by only checking

About seven years ago, I was at a party where the hostess was telling what she thought was a funny story about me in front of many people. Her story was the day she witnessed me in my car, screaming and carrying on while stuck in a line of traffic. Time stood still for me as she repeated the story numerous times, giving more details each time as she laughed louder and louder. As I stood there, uncomfortable and embarrassed, many thoughts went through my head: should I defend myself and explain to her how difficult my life was? Should I tell her that I didn't want to be late for my client and be unprofessional because of my excellent work ethic? Should I just laugh along with her and take it in stride? Maybe, I should deny that it was even me! I did none of the above, but instead, I stood there feeling self-conscious and vulnerable. She did not know that I was a sleep-deprived and depressed single mother trying to make ends meat. Although I was divorced for a few years, my ex-hus

I recently attended a workshop in New York City led by Phil Scarito, one of 12 master trainers in the world at StrongFirst, founded by Pavel Tsatsouline. In the world of kettlebells and martial arts, he is, like Madonna, recognized by one name: Pavel. He started the Russian Kettlebell Challenge, an advanced kettlebell training certification, with Dragon Door in 2001. Dragon Door is a website and publishing company catering to general health, weight loss, and fitness. Pavel has written many books and articles, he’s involved in martial arts, and he was the physical trainer for the elite Soviet Special Forces Unit in the 1980s. The physical challenge involved in obtaining a Level 1 certification through StrongFirst is intense, so imagine for a moment the level of strength Phil must possess as a Master Trainer or a trainer who trains trainers. One of the points he made was that being pumped or built or huge doesn’t always equate to being strong. Phil was about 5 foot 4 inches tall a

On the day of our Grand Opening Celebration, my husband and business partner asked me if I was going to be saying a few words that evening. I was annoyed at myself for not preparing something ahead of time but responded to him by saying, “No, I forgot”. I have always been petrified of public speaking and looking back on all of the preparations for the grand opening, addressing the crowd didn’t even enter my mind. Denial perhaps? The land of denial is a powerful place to be but it was time for me to leave the land of unicorns and rainbows to face the truth and face my fears. The issue I have always had with public speaking is that I cannot stand what happens to me beforehand; the nervousness, the gripping fear, and the increased heart rate. This is precisely what happened to me when he merely asked the simple question “Will you be saying a few words tonight sweetheart”? I have purposely avoided this activity my entire life except when I am forced to introduce myself at workshop

Is that your cell phone? Who is calling us in the middle of the night? I turned over in bed to find my husband looking out the window. He said,  "There's a cop at the door." My heart sank, and a flood of adrenaline pumped through my body.  Before I could remember if any of our teenage children had gone out the night before, I was already up the stairs doing a headcount. Everyone was home.  I knew that I could handle any news after that. We went down the stairs and opened the door. "Do you own a business on South Avenue in Garwood?" "Yes," answered Marty. "There is an active fire in the area." "In the area?" He didn't have any other details. Maybe it's Taco Bell, I thought....that stuff is terrible for you anyway. We were in the car within minutes, parked the car, and headed toward the flurry of activity. A woman with a warm smile and calm demeanor asked us if we wanted a cup of coffee. I found myself unable to answer

Marty and I discussed checking out Crunch in Garwood and had some errands to run yesterday, so we decided to put on our workout clothes and pop over after we were done. When we arrived, we stood at the front desk, scanning the room while patiently waiting for someone to acknowledge our existence. In our opinion, if a potential member is not greeted within the first 10 seconds, it is one second too long. We were finally greeted by Jacklyn, a warm, upbeat 25-year-old woman.  Jacklyn's personality made us quickly forget how long we were waiting. "Are you guys being helped?" she asked. We answered appropriately. "Have you guys ever belonged to a gym before?" was the next question. We paused for a moment, looked at each other as if we were dreaming, and finally answered with, "We own a gym." Her confusion quickly turned into empathy when we explained that our brand new gym was destroyed by a fire last Saturday. As she showed us around the facility, she