As I write this column, I realize I may never get out of this chair again. Those of you who’ve discovered Fit House at 630 Pena Drive, Suite 500, understand what I’m talking about. It’s the exercise burn that keeps on giving, well after class.
Last December, I decided to take on a personal challenge via a New Year’s Resolution. Essentially, I fear change. For all of my adult life, I’ve been a gym rat, but with a growing variety of fitness options outside a classic gym, it was time for a little variation.
Since then, I’ve explored multiple regimens. During my journey, the rumor mill churned about a new Barre Class (as in ballet barre, without the requisite grace and experience). Details were hard to come by until someone mentioned a connection to community leader extraordinaire, Lynne Yackzan. Finally, I had a lead.
I queried Lynne and received this reply:
“Yes, my daughter Lisa Herrington and Jen Miramontes have opened a fitness studio. They have been running early morning boot camp classes together in West Davis for almost two years and decided to expand their personal training services last fall. Jen has been a personal trainer for quite some time and she and her husband Dave own Change of Pace, a company that hosts many races locally such as the Turkey Trot and the Davis Stampede.
“Lisa is also a certified trainer and does as much fitness training as her schedule allows. She runs the ‘Barre Fit’ classes. They are (excuse the expression) ‘kick-ass,’ chock full of small specific moves that work wonders for the legs, butt and abdomen, not only a unique work-out, but fun too.”
Nice job writing my column, Lynne.
Intrigued, I grabbed my friends, Nancy, Liz and now Lynne (fair game for blame, if needed) and bellied up to the barre.
The warm-up is always fun: Good music. Light-hearted. No problem. Next up? A pattern of pain.
Lisa’s sequenced instruction feels achievable at first, but before long, you’re wondering who applied the Icy Hot. As you scan the room for a white flag, she counts down, making you believe relief is coming. Then, surprise! She asks you to go deeper, and hold …
This is the point when muttering floats over the class. And a few bad words.
Mirroring the stages of grief, my private grumbles progressed like this: “It’s just my first class; it won’t be so hard next time.” (Denial)
“Lynne needs to step up for the rest of us and give her daughter a time-out, for crying out loud!” (Anger)
“If I complete this class, I’ll go to a real bar later.” (Bargaining)
“I wonder whether my will has been updated.” (Depression)
And finally, “Maybe this is the year I won’t rush for a cover-up while wearing a bathing suit.” (Acceptance)
This past week, during a particularly demanding series, Lynne told me, of her children, Lisa was the daughter who always pushed the limits. I couldn’t help but wish Lisa didn’t have to push mine as well.
However, when Lynne referred to herself as the proud mother of a fearless daughter, I knew I’d accomplished my resolution and a greater level of fitness and well-being.
Change can be good. And in the case of Fit House, the transformation is exceptional.
Test your limits by visiting http://www.fithousedavis.com.
— Heidy Kellison lives and shops in Davis. Her column appears monthly. Reach her at firstname.lastname@example.org.