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Wednesday, October 31, 2012
D1 Hosting Soldiers with Wounded Warrior Project for Soldier Ride
On Thursday, D1 Nashville will be hosting soldiers with the Wounded Warrior Project for the third straight year from Noon-3 pm for a bike fitting in preparation for Soldier Ride on Saturday. D1 is honored to celebrate these brave soldiers. For more info, CLICK HERE.
Friday, October 26, 2012
Boot Camp Guest Blogger: From the Sidelines to the Turf
From the Sidelines to the Turf... by Leslie McCaskey
When I got married, I was lucky to have the tiny, size 4 wedding dress body. I wasn't into working out, but I could go for runs and not feel terrible at the end of a few miles. During that first year of marriage, my mom got diagnosed with Stage 4 Lung and Brain Cancer and I spent the majority of that time practically living at Vanderbilt Hospital and Alive Hospice. Looking back now, that's when my own health started a sad, downward slope. Being a stress eater, I started gaining weight from terrible cafeteria and fast food. I was trying to balance newly married life with a corporate job, which caused anxiety, depression and migraines. Those meds became my best friends and I think at one time I counted about 16 pills getting me through a day.
On the other hand, my younger brother dealt with his frustrations of my mom's sickness through working out. On a whim, he decided to train for the Country Music Marathon (yes, the full 26 miles) and even beat Eddie George's time. But upon doing so, he realized he had bad knees, therefore the next step for him was biking. After my mom passed, my brother participated in Austin's LiveSTRONG Challenge and rode 100 miles in the "Ride for the Roses." My family raised 16k for the foundation and we all went to Austin to watch him ride. That's when I officially took on the role as "spectator." Every bike race he rode, or every 5k or half/full marathon a friend was doing, I was on the sidelines with my cowbell or poster screaming for them. It's how I loved on my friends and family... It's how I participated, without actually participating.
Nevertheless, I was inspired. I got a gym membership and started training. When I first started working out, I used to carry a picture of my mom with no hair, yet still smiling. I used to tell myself that if she could pick herself up off the floor after a chemo session, I could get through an hour of spin, a training run or lift those weights one more time. The next year I finished the Country Music Marathon half all by myself. It was a lonely 13 miles, but I didn't die from it and crossing that finish line felt good. Even after I had my baby, my close friends started dubbing me as a "gym rat," but my body wasn't living up to the name.
My sister-in-law decided that it was time to make me a runner. We started in February of 2011 and got up 4:30 am every other day and ran 3 miles. I pounded the pavement each morning with determination to not fail at this. I went from 17 minute miles to 11 minute miles within 6 months and ended up doing eight 5k's that year. Let's just say, I got addicted to the finish line. But again, with all that running, still no weight loss. What's the deal? What was the matter with me?
Finally, I found out this year that all those meds I was taking caused weight gain. All the effort I was putting into working out, I was just maintaining weight because of the pills. I finally decided to take the last step I was holding out on. Work on my diet. I took a drastic approach and took myself off all dairy, carbs and sugar and start eating "clean." That first month I lost 12 inches and 10 lbs and was able to get off all my meds. But you know what else I did? I started D1 Boot Camps. I actually heard about D1 through my brother because his bike team used to train there during the off season. But, that was the place for him….not me, right? But I bought the Groupon anyway and tried it out. I got a few other friends and co-workers to try it out too. We were all going to get initiated together. Turns out I was wrong, this was the place for me too.
After almost 4 months of D1, I've come to love the culture there, the motivation and encouragement from the staff, and for the first time in years excited by the results I'm getting. (I'm 18 lbs down). For the past 6 years, I've tried to "impress" my brother with some kind of physical activity. Between all his focused, heavy duty training nothing I've done has ever raised an eyebrow it seemed. It wasn't until last month when we were talking about my time at D1 that I finally saw some pride in his eyes when I heard him talking about my training to his bike friends. He even wants to come back to D1 with me when his cyclocross bike season finishes this winter to train together.
So for now, I'm looking for my BIG finish line. I'm not sure what it is yet, but I know it's out there. In the meantime, I know that with each D1 workout, it's making me stronger and ready for that race. In the meantime, I'll still continue to cheer on my active friends and family. I'll show up to their races when I can because I know how hard they've trained and worked. I know how much it means to them because I know how much it means to me, knowing one day, it's going to be ME they're clanging their cowbell at.
To be continued.....
When I got married, I was lucky to have the tiny, size 4 wedding dress body. I wasn't into working out, but I could go for runs and not feel terrible at the end of a few miles. During that first year of marriage, my mom got diagnosed with Stage 4 Lung and Brain Cancer and I spent the majority of that time practically living at Vanderbilt Hospital and Alive Hospice. Looking back now, that's when my own health started a sad, downward slope. Being a stress eater, I started gaining weight from terrible cafeteria and fast food. I was trying to balance newly married life with a corporate job, which caused anxiety, depression and migraines. Those meds became my best friends and I think at one time I counted about 16 pills getting me through a day. 
On the other hand, my younger brother dealt with his frustrations of my mom's sickness through working out. On a whim, he decided to train for the Country Music Marathon (yes, the full 26 miles) and even beat Eddie George's time. But upon doing so, he realized he had bad knees, therefore the next step for him was biking. After my mom passed, my brother participated in Austin's LiveSTRONG Challenge and rode 100 miles in the "Ride for the Roses." My family raised 16k for the foundation and we all went to Austin to watch him ride. That's when I officially took on the role as "spectator." Every bike race he rode, or every 5k or half/full marathon a friend was doing, I was on the sidelines with my cowbell or poster screaming for them. It's how I loved on my friends and family... It's how I participated, without actually participating. 
Nevertheless, I was inspired. I got a gym membership and started training. When I first started working out, I used to carry a picture of my mom with no hair, yet still smiling. I used to tell myself that if she could pick herself up off the floor after a chemo session, I could get through an hour of spin, a training run or lift those weights one more time. The next year I finished the Country Music Marathon half all by myself. It was a lonely 13 miles, but I didn't die from it and crossing that finish line felt good. Even after I had my baby, my close friends started dubbing me as a "gym rat," but my body wasn't living up to the name.
My sister-in-law decided that it was time to make me a runner. We started in February of 2011 and got up 4:30 am every other day and ran 3 miles. I pounded the pavement each morning with determination to not fail at this. I went from 17 minute miles to 11 minute miles within 6 months and ended up doing eight 5k's that year. Let's just say, I got addicted to the finish line. But again, with all that running, still no weight loss. What's the deal? What was the matter with me?Finally, I found out this year that all those meds I was taking caused weight gain. All the effort I was putting into working out, I was just maintaining weight because of the pills. I finally decided to take the last step I was holding out on. Work on my diet. I took a drastic approach and took myself off all dairy, carbs and sugar and start eating "clean." That first month I lost 12 inches and 10 lbs and was able to get off all my meds. But you know what else I did? I started D1 Boot Camps. I actually heard about D1 through my brother because his bike team used to train there during the off season. But, that was the place for him….not me, right? But I bought the Groupon anyway and tried it out. I got a few other friends and co-workers to try it out too. We were all going to get initiated together. Turns out I was wrong, this was the place for me too.
After almost 4 months of D1, I've come to love the culture there, the motivation and encouragement from the staff, and for the first time in years excited by the results I'm getting. (I'm 18 lbs down). For the past 6 years, I've tried to "impress" my brother with some kind of physical activity. Between all his focused, heavy duty training nothing I've done has ever raised an eyebrow it seemed. It wasn't until last month when we were talking about my time at D1 that I finally saw some pride in his eyes when I heard him talking about my training to his bike friends. He even wants to come back to D1 with me when his cyclocross bike season finishes this winter to train together.
So for now, I'm looking for my BIG finish line. I'm not sure what it is yet, but I know it's out there. In the meantime, I know that with each D1 workout, it's making me stronger and ready for that race. In the meantime, I'll still continue to cheer on my active friends and family. I'll show up to their races when I can because I know how hard they've trained and worked. I know how much it means to them because I know how much it means to me, knowing one day, it's going to be ME they're clanging their cowbell at.
To be continued.....
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Heather Mitts Soccer Clinic Coming to D1 Cincinnati
WHEN: December 27 & 28
TIME: Session 1 (Ages 10-13) - 9:00 AM - NOON
Session 2 (Ages 14-18) - 1:00 - 4:00 PM
WHERE: D1 Cincinnati
COST: $150/session or
$125/session for D1 Members
REGISTER: CLICK HERE
Friday, October 19, 2012
Boot Camp Guest Blogger: Making Strides Brick by Brick
Check out the guest blog from Matt, who recently started the boot camps at D1 and found the benefit of building brick by brick:
I’m a very functionally-minded person, so it’s easy to convince myself that I have a valid excuse not to work out. Why should I spend the time and effort to get into D1-level or NFL-level shape when my daily activities and my job do not require that of me? On paper, it can be difficult to see the return on investment. I can easily accomplish my honey-do list and weekly lawn mowing without being a meat-head at a local gym, incessantly staring into the mirror while slow-curling 55’s. Some people literally spend 6 hours a day working out, and I simply don’t care to do that. But, if I want to be the best I can be I know I cannot ignore my physical needs any longer.
Recently, I was at my father-in-law’s home in Virginia. He has a beautiful colonial brick house with white columns, and it sits on a good chunk of land. After dinner one night we sat out on his patio, and I remember making a few kind remarks about how I admired his home and what he had done with the place. He looked at me and said, “you know, I simply built it brick by brick.” That statement has really enhanced the way I look at things. Instead of seeing a million-dollar home that only a wealthy individual could afford, now I just see a neatly stacked pile of bricks surrounding some drywall and 2x4’s. When it is broken down into small segments, a million-dollar home actually seems like an attainable goal. I mean, what does a brick cost? 50 cents? I could purchase 100 bricks right now just with the coins in my piggy bank! Ok, I have a mason jar, but you get the idea. I know I have a long way to go, but I am crazy enough to believe I can do it.
The same goes for working out. Instead of being envious of someone in great shape, or wishing to lose 20 pounds, lets break it down. How hard is it to run 10 yards? Most of us can do that. Most of us can do a pushup, at least from our knees. What is stopping you from stepping away from your desk right now for 20 seconds and cranking out 10 pushups? Sometimes it’s a lot easier to make the jump when someone jumps with you. The culture at D1 is just that. The first time I went, I really struggled to keep up. Actually, I still struggle to keep up, but I’m making progress. No one judged me or made fun of me. My peers actually encouraged me. The staff at D1 are encouraging as well, and they have helped me numerous times to develop proper form. Proper form is so much harder, and I mean that in the best way. The staff have helped guide to be easier on my joints and prevent injury while working my muscles harder than I ever have before.
As you may have gathered, I didn’t exactly come in to D1 for the first time with a head start. Although some claim I resemble Peyton Manning, I’m far from that gene pool (coming in at just under 5’10”). At the same time, I’ve realized how little the gene pool matters. It’s all about work ethic, drive, inspiration, and perspiration. I’ll admit, it was intimidating walking into D1 for the first time, but shouldn’t it be? I feel like it works to your advantage because you feel like an elite athlete the minute you set foot inside the building. D1 will push you beyond what you feel capable of, it’s not easy, and it really doesn’t feel good sometimes. What does feel good is the sense of accomplishment afterwards. I’m thankful that I’ve found a place where I am inspired and held accountable to be the absolute best I can be, brick by brick.
I’m a very functionally-minded person, so it’s easy to convince myself that I have a valid excuse not to work out. Why should I spend the time and effort to get into D1-level or NFL-level shape when my daily activities and my job do not require that of me? On paper, it can be difficult to see the return on investment. I can easily accomplish my honey-do list and weekly lawn mowing without being a meat-head at a local gym, incessantly staring into the mirror while slow-curling 55’s. Some people literally spend 6 hours a day working out, and I simply don’t care to do that. But, if I want to be the best I can be I know I cannot ignore my physical needs any longer.
Recently, I was at my father-in-law’s home in Virginia. He has a beautiful colonial brick house with white columns, and it sits on a good chunk of land. After dinner one night we sat out on his patio, and I remember making a few kind remarks about how I admired his home and what he had done with the place. He looked at me and said, “you know, I simply built it brick by brick.” That statement has really enhanced the way I look at things. Instead of seeing a million-dollar home that only a wealthy individual could afford, now I just see a neatly stacked pile of bricks surrounding some drywall and 2x4’s. When it is broken down into small segments, a million-dollar home actually seems like an attainable goal. I mean, what does a brick cost? 50 cents? I could purchase 100 bricks right now just with the coins in my piggy bank! Ok, I have a mason jar, but you get the idea. I know I have a long way to go, but I am crazy enough to believe I can do it.
The same goes for working out. Instead of being envious of someone in great shape, or wishing to lose 20 pounds, lets break it down. How hard is it to run 10 yards? Most of us can do that. Most of us can do a pushup, at least from our knees. What is stopping you from stepping away from your desk right now for 20 seconds and cranking out 10 pushups? Sometimes it’s a lot easier to make the jump when someone jumps with you. The culture at D1 is just that. The first time I went, I really struggled to keep up. Actually, I still struggle to keep up, but I’m making progress. No one judged me or made fun of me. My peers actually encouraged me. The staff at D1 are encouraging as well, and they have helped me numerous times to develop proper form. Proper form is so much harder, and I mean that in the best way. The staff have helped guide to be easier on my joints and prevent injury while working my muscles harder than I ever have before.
As you may have gathered, I didn’t exactly come in to D1 for the first time with a head start. Although some claim I resemble Peyton Manning, I’m far from that gene pool (coming in at just under 5’10”). At the same time, I’ve realized how little the gene pool matters. It’s all about work ethic, drive, inspiration, and perspiration. I’ll admit, it was intimidating walking into D1 for the first time, but shouldn’t it be? I feel like it works to your advantage because you feel like an elite athlete the minute you set foot inside the building. D1 will push you beyond what you feel capable of, it’s not easy, and it really doesn’t feel good sometimes. What does feel good is the sense of accomplishment afterwards. I’m thankful that I’ve found a place where I am inspired and held accountable to be the absolute best I can be, brick by brick.
Star HS Pitcher Meets idol Jim Abbott at D1 Cincinnati
Monday, October 15, 2012
Friday, October 12, 2012
Boot Camp Guest Blogger: From Terrified to Encouraged
Check out the guest blog from Rebekah, who just started the D1 boot camps! Great insight and story!
Growing up as a swimmer, I was always in pretty good shape as a kid. As the years went on, exercising was dropped to the bottom of my to-do list, and I exercised less and less. While I've been blessed with good metabolism, I know that there's more to health than just outer appearance. I've been feeling convicted as I get older that I need to develop the habit of exercising regularly. I knew that after so many years of being lazy, it was time to attempt to get into shape. To be honest, I REALLY hate working out, and not just a little. So I started easy. I tried some basic workouts, and I jumped back in the pool and started swimming laps (swimming is the only exercise I enjoy). I could tell that I wasn't getting as good of a workout as I had hoped. Plus, I knew I wasn't pushing myself as hard as I could.
A little over a month ago, I was given the opportunity to attend D1 boot camp classes. My first reaction was, "No way! That's too hard! I would die!" I used every excuse in the book to not go, but after the consistent persuasion of my co-workers, I finally folded.
I was terrified my first day, especially after hearing that the workout that day was especially hard. I actually sat in the parking lot debating whether or not to go inside. I realized that I just had to pull off the bandaid and go for it. And it was tough! I couldn't finish everything, and I almost passed out twice, but I made it through! Then quite unexpectedly, determination set in and I wanted to complete a full workout and get better at it. I started pushing through the pain and going multiple times a week. I had friends and co-workers cheering me on and encouraging me every step of the way.
Now after 5 weeks of boot camp, I can complete most work outs. I'm still not as fast as other people, it's still really hard (although getting a little easier every time), and I often have to talk myself into working out. However, I keep celebrating the little victories to keep me going… completing hard workouts, seeing my body starting to become a little more sculpted, the jeans fitting a little better. I sleep better, I feel better, I have more energy, and I've been in better moods.
So if you're like me, and hate working out but know you need to, be encouraged. If I can do it, you CAN do it! It's hard to start, but starting is the hardest part. You just have to go for it!
So here's my advice for people who are like me:
1) Just go. The first time is the hardest, because you don't know what to expect, and it's scary. You just have to jump in feet first.
2) Have an accountability/workout friend. It makes a WORLD of difference to have someone you enjoy being around by your side. They encourage you and hold you accountable to going. If you don't have a friend to go with, try to make friends at boot camp. I find that most people in my class are really friendly.
3) Be persistent and consistent. I'm not going to lie to you, it's not going to be easy. But the more you go, the easier it will get. If you only go once a week or once every other week, you're going to get discouraged because you aren't seeing results. So try to go multiple times a week.
4) Talk to your trainer/coach. Let them know your goals and talk to them about any concerns you have. They are there to help you through it.
5) Don't get discouraged and give yourself some slack. If you're not in great shape already, chances are you won't be able to complete the first few boot camps. Just stop when you NEED to (not just when you want to), and realize that you probably aren't going to be able to keep up with the people who have been going for months. Every time you go, try to do a little more. Soon you'll be able to finish the workouts, and you will get better at them.
6) Find the little achievements to keep you going: take measurements so you can see your progress, take note of your energy levels, notice that you're taking fewer breaks. Those little things will encourage you that it's worth the effort.
So stayed tuned, and I'll keep you updated on my journey!
Growing up as a swimmer, I was always in pretty good shape as a kid. As the years went on, exercising was dropped to the bottom of my to-do list, and I exercised less and less. While I've been blessed with good metabolism, I know that there's more to health than just outer appearance. I've been feeling convicted as I get older that I need to develop the habit of exercising regularly. I knew that after so many years of being lazy, it was time to attempt to get into shape. To be honest, I REALLY hate working out, and not just a little. So I started easy. I tried some basic workouts, and I jumped back in the pool and started swimming laps (swimming is the only exercise I enjoy). I could tell that I wasn't getting as good of a workout as I had hoped. Plus, I knew I wasn't pushing myself as hard as I could.
A little over a month ago, I was given the opportunity to attend D1 boot camp classes. My first reaction was, "No way! That's too hard! I would die!" I used every excuse in the book to not go, but after the consistent persuasion of my co-workers, I finally folded.
I was terrified my first day, especially after hearing that the workout that day was especially hard. I actually sat in the parking lot debating whether or not to go inside. I realized that I just had to pull off the bandaid and go for it. And it was tough! I couldn't finish everything, and I almost passed out twice, but I made it through! Then quite unexpectedly, determination set in and I wanted to complete a full workout and get better at it. I started pushing through the pain and going multiple times a week. I had friends and co-workers cheering me on and encouraging me every step of the way.
Now after 5 weeks of boot camp, I can complete most work outs. I'm still not as fast as other people, it's still really hard (although getting a little easier every time), and I often have to talk myself into working out. However, I keep celebrating the little victories to keep me going… completing hard workouts, seeing my body starting to become a little more sculpted, the jeans fitting a little better. I sleep better, I feel better, I have more energy, and I've been in better moods.
So if you're like me, and hate working out but know you need to, be encouraged. If I can do it, you CAN do it! It's hard to start, but starting is the hardest part. You just have to go for it!
So here's my advice for people who are like me:
1) Just go. The first time is the hardest, because you don't know what to expect, and it's scary. You just have to jump in feet first.
2) Have an accountability/workout friend. It makes a WORLD of difference to have someone you enjoy being around by your side. They encourage you and hold you accountable to going. If you don't have a friend to go with, try to make friends at boot camp. I find that most people in my class are really friendly.
3) Be persistent and consistent. I'm not going to lie to you, it's not going to be easy. But the more you go, the easier it will get. If you only go once a week or once every other week, you're going to get discouraged because you aren't seeing results. So try to go multiple times a week.
4) Talk to your trainer/coach. Let them know your goals and talk to them about any concerns you have. They are there to help you through it.
5) Don't get discouraged and give yourself some slack. If you're not in great shape already, chances are you won't be able to complete the first few boot camps. Just stop when you NEED to (not just when you want to), and realize that you probably aren't going to be able to keep up with the people who have been going for months. Every time you go, try to do a little more. Soon you'll be able to finish the workouts, and you will get better at them.
6) Find the little achievements to keep you going: take measurements so you can see your progress, take note of your energy levels, notice that you're taking fewer breaks. Those little things will encourage you that it's worth the effort.
So stayed tuned, and I'll keep you updated on my journey!
Friday, October 5, 2012
Success Story from Two Ladies Seeing Results
Great story from David at the D1 Boot Camp Diaries. Here it is:
I interviewed Betsy and Margaret last week as they hit the three-and-a-half month-mark. They’ve described themselves as suburban moms (and a dad). Five friends started at the same time, including one married couple, on a special promotion and stuck with it through a membership.
I wanted them to tell their stories for a few reasons:
•They were intimidated - scared, even - when they started. They started a slow, fought through the challenges, and they’ve improved every day. Now they talk about being “addicted.” The progression definitely reminded me of my experience.
•They’ve embraced the group fitness dynamic. Joining as a group of five kept each person accountable. They don’t all come at the same days or times, but they’re usually at D1 in pairs or threes. At the same time, they’re always communicating: Challenging each other, giving encouragement, trading stories. It’s been an integral part of their experience.
•They had unexpected, impactful breakthroughs. Like many of us at the start, they fought through every day maybe seeing incremental results. But they didn’t see the big picture until “light bulb” moments where everything came together. Margaret had a spontaneous conversation with her daughter, and Betsy conquered a workout.
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
D1 Green Bay Opens With Great Excitement
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