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Mrs. Fit of the Month: Personal Trainer Darlena Reas

I’m beyond excited to kick off a new  series on SMF. Each month we will introduce one gal who is a real deal Ms.Fit… She’s a walking example of living a faith–filled, healthy, and balanced life.

I couldn’t think of a  better way to start than with my sistah D! This lady isn’t just a pretty face, she’s got the sweetest spirit. She genuinely cares about people and wants people to be the best they can be, but has a heart of a lion- SO WATCH OUT!  Okay, I’m gonna shush it and let her take it away..

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Introduce yourself. I am a Personal Trainer and owner of REASFIT. I have a passion to see people of all ages and types become the healthiest they can be from the inside out. This includes diet, exercise, confidence, inner beauty, and strength both in and out of the gym. I love my clients as if they are family and pray for them as I would a friend, before they even come to me. I am blessed with two beautiful daughters and a husband who works hard to provide for his family. I give praise to my personal Savior, Jesus Christ, who has given me the strength to do all things. I will be competing in my first figure competition in November 2013 and I pray this will be the start of long and successful competition career. I would also like to do powerlifting meets in 2014. I am excited to see what the future holds!

I love that you don’t have a one size fits all approach with your clients. What’s your favorite go to food? Any type of nut or seed butters!!! But during prep, I have had to limit them so my go to has been whole natural almonds. I have found myself loving mustard more and more, so I’ll toss the almonds over some spinach or kale and cover all of it with a horseradish mustard!

What’s your motivation to stay in shape? I have so many motivations. It started because I thought training was fun! I used to go in the gym with the attitude “what can my body do today?” There is nothing like walking out of the gym thinking, “did I REALLY just do that?!” Now I stay in shape for this competition and will continue to focus on fitness and health because I desire others to do the same.

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Favorite workout? favorite body part to work? …shoulders for sure. my all time favorite exercise is the traditional deadlift. someone once told me “ripping iron out of the ground is medicinal” …they were right!

What advice do you have for women looking to improve their health? Start small. more water, run an extra mile, push yourself a little harder than you did yesterday. say no to dessert. nothing has to be done overnight. this is a journey, not an overnight sensation. everyone starts somewhere. make new goals for yourself daily and pretty soon all of those small changes lead to big victories.

UPDATE: SHE PLACED 3rd in OPEN CLASS and 2nd in her division! Heck yeah.

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Her face says its all! 🙂

 Follow her on instagram! {She offers affordable and tailored to you programs!}

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If you or someone you know would make a great Ms. Fit shoot me an email!


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Green Queen

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After all that candy we indulged in last night we need a quick detox. May I introduce to you the Green Queen juice. This isn’t that Naked GMO filled bull they sell in your everywhere grocery, this is the real deal, no added nothing, simple from the ground goodness.

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Ingredients:

{Yes, you do need a juicer}

1/2 cucumber

1 lemon

2 granny smith apples

4 celery stalks

1 inch ginger

Handful of each- spinach, kale, and turnips

I promise, if you drink this juice daily it will do amazing things for your skin, hair, nails, and help beat the bulge.

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PS: Don’t forget that today marks the first day of #noscalenovemberSMF! Take your pics, set goals, and hide that mean ole scale. Use our instagram hashtag so we can encourage each other.


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NOscale NOvember

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There were days that I would weigh myself 14 times a day. I would allow that number to dictate how I felt. I would weigh myself first thing after I peed, stark naked and be like booyah! Then, I would drink my first 16oz of water, have my breakfast, go back to the scale, get nakey, and then boooom I gained 4 pounds. I knew, that in all reality I hadn’t actually gained weight that would stick with me, but I would still get down on myself because I was 4 pounds heavier than I was an hour and a half ago. Drama queen. I have had far too many conversations about what that dang number says, it’s really getting out of control with women, young and old. I decided about two months ago to hide my scale, it has done me a world of good. I am all about healthy. I believe that everyone woman should look in the mirror and feel confident, beautiful, and ready to take on the world.

I challenge you for the entire month of November {or maybe til Thanksgiving} not to weigh yourself. To make healthier decisions… Eat breakfast everyday, do an hour of activity 5 times a week, to not binge on the weekends, to eat wholesome foods, but no weighing yourself. Take pictures, rely on those to show you how much you transformed over the month. Sometimes we tone up and gain muscle {which we all know weighs more than fat} but lose inches. I mean what would you rather have a smaller number on a rinkadink scale or to feel more confident in your clothes? I know which one I choose. I’m going to take the challenge with you. I’ll weigh myself the first day of November, take a picture of myself from all angles, AND measure myself. I’ll use my instagram page to do check ins, talk about  workouts, food, recipes, and just to have a sense of community. I’d love for  y’all to join the conversation too- just use #noscalenovemberSMF so everyone can encourage each other.

We are the woman in Proverbs 31: 10-31. Our worth is far more than any number. Our worth is laid out perfectly, in black and white, written by our Creator.

You’re worth more than diamonds,

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PS: Happy Halloween, check out this website to help get rid of those candy calories.


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Rai-Cin Almond Butter

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Have y’all tried the cinnamon raisin peanut butter by The Peanut Butter Co? Holy guacamole, it’s ahhhmazing. It reminds me of my all time favorite cookie, oatmeal raisin. But, this gal doesn’t eat peanuts anymore. So, I saw these Emerald cinnamon almonds and started brainstorming on how I could make my own cinnamon raisin almond butter. That actually tasted the bomb diggity and that’s how I came up with this little sliver of heaven.

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Ingredients:

2 cups Emerald Cinnamon Almonds {or you could just put cinnamon and almonds in a ziploc and sh-sh-shake it}

1 small carton of organic raisins {keep a few out to mix later}

2/3C unsweetened coconut flakes

1 tsp of vanilla

1/2 tsp sea salt

Directions:

Combine all ingredients into food processor or nutribullet{I’ve used both, just make sure you scrape down the sides occasionally} until it reaches desired consistency. You may also add honey, agave, or water to help loosen it or to add extra sweetness. Then stir in the last few raisins and store in an air tight container… Maybe even grab a spoon and dig in. I won’t tell.

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You Are What You Eat

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Every 35 days your skin replaces itself,

your liver, about a month

Your body makes these new cells by the food you eat.

So, your food literally becomes you.

ImageI read that quote today on instagram and I was just like, mind blown. I don’t believe in extreme diets or magic pills. There is nothing that takes the place of good ol’ hard work and fueling your body with the right kinds of foods. You have to find what works best for you. I follow a, mostly, paleo diet. Quick overview of the “Paleo diet”, most the folks you’ll hear talking about it are probably in a box {a crossfit gym}, it’s pretty straightforward- no dairy, legumes, grains, and processed crapola! Think caveman… Fish, Poultry, vegetables, fruit, nuts and seeds. Pretty easy right? When you go in the grocery store you basically walk the perimeter and DONT go down the aisles. Like I said, I mostly follow it. Sometimes you’ll see me eat dessert, NO guilt attached, its whatevs. I get a lot of questions of what do I eat? When? Where? So, basically follow these rules and you’re set for success: 1. MAKE A LIST. I go to the grocery store twice a week. So, before I go I check my fridge and see what I ran out of and add it to the honey do list. Sit down and write out all your breakfasts for the next 3-4 days (or however long you’re buying for) and do the same for lunch, dinner, and snacks. 2. EAT BEFORE YOU SHOP! Lord only knows how many times I’ve walked into the grocery store and picked up every. single. thing. I saw.. and then started eating it on the way to the car.  Not good. 3. GET EXTRAS. I always grab more bananas and spinach because I never know if my hub is going to want a morning smoothie or if I drop my salmon on the floor… So I’d rather have extra for the J.I.C! Image Some ideas for your meals.. Breakie: Morning smoothies {with kale, spinach, banana, maca root, cinnamon, almond milk}, eggy oats {1/3C oats with fruit and almond milk}, or an omelet with avocado. Lunch: salad with chicken, chicken and asparagus, cold pressed juice {Ill post an amazing green juice soon}. Dinner: Salmon and veggies, chicken and veggies + sweet potato, soup, I mean the possibilities are endless. Remember you are what you eat, signature


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Change

Change wigs me the heck out. Change gets my panties in a bunch. I know that change is inevitable, inescapable, and unpredictable. Change is death. Change is the birth of something new. Change is waving goodbye and saying hello. Everything on our wonderfully created planet goes through change. Change can be instant. Change can take a bit. Change is growth. Change is HARD, sometimes real hard. Change is a disruption in routine. 

Change is losing weight, gaining weight, squatting til’ you get a J-Lo bootayy, getting a new job, bringing home a bundle of sleepless but totally worth it nights, getting married, breaking up, a friendship, going to college, being an empty nester,or getting a terrible haircut and having to rock a mullet the first week of middle school. Yup, that happened.

I’ve never understood when people say “this person will never change” or “people don’t change”, but yet that same person will talk about how much they, themselves, have.. wait for it…. changed. I mean who, honestly, wants to stay in a stagnant state of sameness. 

A couple things I’ve learned that may help you:

Just like the 12 steppers have taught us, ACCEPT it. That doesn’t mean that you are supposed to be emotionless, it’s the opposite, it’s taking time to mourn and acknowledge what used to be and where you are in the present NOW.. Whether its was a friendship that has grown apart, you lost 150 pounds, said some pretty thoughtless things to someone you love, lied, or tried on every pair of pants and none of them come close to zipping (even with spanks and laying on the bed),  we make decisions some smart and some that deserve a real swift kick in the butt. 

Quit making excuses for your baggage. We’ve all changed, we’ve all been hurt by change, and healed by change. Not a thing on this earth is immune to it. If you use second rate excuses and familiar words to describe yourself you’ve got avoidance issues and haven’t accepted it… and now is probably a good time to go read the previous paragraph a couple more times… 

That old friend that things just kind of fell apart with, don’t James Bond it to the next aisle in the grocery store and hope she doesn’t see you, speak, love on her, and then go your separate ways. You lost a ton of weight…Appreciate all the blood, sweat, and tears along the way. But, you found the weight-turn your “I’m so fat” to “I’m going to make smarter decisions today, but dang I still look good”. Spoken words bring things to life… So speak easy. You snapped at your mom and said something you shouldn’t have, then start with these 3 magic words “I’m sorry for….” 

There is no time machine (HELLO 2002 and gawd awful mullet) we can’t go back and we can’t stay the same 18 year old Summer, thank God cause she wasn’t who I want to be. Life takes us on a magical journey that gives us the choice to change, experiences to change us without realizing it until later, and sometimes forces us to change immediately. It’s okay to just throw your hands up and say I don’t know what the heck I’m doing and I’m going to start fully trusting in The Great I Am to take care of me. 

I encourage you to think about how amazing you are tonight. Not how I used to inhale all the brownie batter and wasted pre-heating the oven, or I used to could fit into a size 0, or how I could cut someone with my tongue, or how I could run a mile without stopping, or how I cheated on my 10th grade history test… Embrace you in your YOU RIGHT NOW and stop with the self sabotage and think about how smart you are, how you can walk into a room and make everyone laugh, how you’re kind.. How you are all these things no matter the size of shirt you wear, what the scale says, what people say about the you they USED to know, all the things that money can’t buy.. Those, those are things we should aim to change, change to be more like our Father. 

 

Food for thought, 

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Being told You’re Fat at 8

I’ve always been “big boned”, bless my heart. I’ve always had baby fat, yes even at 20. I’ve always had a big ole sweet tooth and started carb smashing at the age of two. When I run through my rolodex of childhood memories.. I think of my little, no, tiny house on Holt Dr. I think of “ice skating” thru the house with my baby sis and Mama… We’d dump buckets of soapy water on the old hardwoods, tie dish sponges to our feet with string, and dance the day away… All while Alanis Morissette would be the playing in the background. I think of Summer being happy and being….Enough.

It wasn’t until third grade that my size, my freckles, my gap teeth, frizzy hair, and the way I looked,would start to make me question my enoughness (Yeah, I just made that word up… I do that a lot).  I’ll never forget in Mrs. Brown’s class when Edward Holliday called me fat. FAT?? at 8? He yelled it in front of the entire class and they all laughed. That little girl inside still cringes and wants to burst into tears. That was the first day I knew I wasn’t as beautiful as my family had always said. That was the first day I knew I wasn’t as cool as I thought. That day I learned those freckles weren’t kisses from the sun. I learned that I was fat, my gap, and curly hair were not attractive. My little soul was crushed. I wanted weightloss pills, I wanted braces, I wanted to straighten my hair.. I wanted to fix everything that made me…Me. I was never taught fat/thin, black/white, curly/straight, tall/short was more or less wondrously created by our Father. I was taught that everyone is beautiful. 

When I was 5 I knew a kind sweet soul named Rachel, my friend, who would play barbies, play school, and would laugh the day away with me… Fast forward 14 years, My family and I went to Long Horns for dinner and we saw their family. I quickly asked my mom where Rachel was and she pointed to this grown woman who spoke like that sweet 5 year old I remembered and said Summer, that’s Rachel. My heart ached, why? I learned that Rachel, one of my best childhood friends, was mentally retarded….and always had been. It goes to show that children accept everyone, they don’t dislike people because they dont fit a mold that we create. 

Sorry, I’m ADHD so, sometimes ,I may go a little off topic.. Bare with me. 

From that day forward I had that constant “you’re not good enough” nag in the back of my head. I was a teenage girl… We all know how catty and mean we can be. Im sure I said hurtful things to people and vice versa. I would watch what I ate and never lost any weight but slowly started to accept the fact that I was meant to be big. Some people are born with bigger bones I would tell myself, some of us aren’t able to be skinny. I never thought healthy, my mind always jumped straight to skinny. 

When I moved to Richmond with my fiancé, my now husband, I didn’t know a soul. I joined a gym and went there while he was to work. I started to lose weight… Slowly but surely it was coming off. I quickly became obsessed with how small can I get? When my family would come and visit they would say how worried they were about me that I was too thin. When I looked in the mirror, I honestly still, saw that 188 pound girl staring back. There was a huge disconnect from what I saw and reality. People who havent grown up being big dont understand… I think its a whole nother ball game when you’re smaller and you gain weight, but being big from day 1 is totally different. 

I’ll be going more into “my story” early next week, but I’m going to leave you with this:  Before you start a self bashing shit show when you put on your next dress, look in the mirror, or talk about someone ask yourself … Would I say that to a little girl?

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