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From the Mouths of Men: Josh Barnett, MMA Fighter & Pro-Wrestler

An accomplished mixed martial arts (MMA) fighter, Josh Barnett has been a champion in both the United States and Japan. Josh is also well known in Japanese professional wrestling and on a More »

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Athena Profile – Roxy Richardson, Professional Fighter & Personal Trainer

I first met Roxy a number of years ago when I started training Muay Thai. She was a senior student, already had a few fights under her belt, and generally beat the More »

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Who Fits In These Jeans?

For a number of years I only wore skirts. I had mini-skirts, long skirts, all sorts of skirts. My friends would occasionally comment that they never saw me in jeans. I did More »

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Are You Stumptuous? (Part 1) – A Talk with Krista of Stumptuous.com

I wanted to share with you all one of my favorite websites and resources for women in regards to health and fitness, Stumptuous.com. What better way to do it than talk with More »

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My Arms vs. Your Manhood

Recently I did something I’ve done only once before. I signed up for an online dating service. Last time it didn’t result in much, but this time I’m trying a different site More »

At Home In Portland

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It has been a few weeks since my last post. I knew this month would be disrupted, but I thought I would still get a post up here and there. The last two months have been a whirlwind and it has finally settled. From here on out we are back to “normal” and I will be posting regularly again. I have two great interviews to post and many ideas for articles.

And what is it that has settled? Well, it’s me. Two months ago I was offered a full-time job in Portland, Oregon. I have been in love with Oregon for years. I first started traveling up here in 2004 to work on MMA fight shows and I loved it since the first time I set foot here.

It was and it wasn’t hard to leave LA. I had lived there for nearly 15 years, but it had ceased to be the place for me.

There were a lot of ups and downs. A lot of tears and hugs. For the most part I stayed true to my commitment to myself and made sure the move was fun. There were moments when I was not sure I would rent my apartment, moments when I realized how much I would miss my job, friends and students, and moments where it just seemed no matter how much I packed it would never be done.

But, it was a bit like ripping off a Band-Aid — once it was done, I forgot the pain. Once I hit the road that Saturday afternoon and started my three day drive to Portland, it all got so much simpler.

And my first week here was good.

Last Monday I rolled into town and half a dozen friends showed up to help me unload the POD. My friend April at one point turned to me and said, “This is an eclectic group.” Indeed it was. There was April, the skydiving barista, whom I had met just once before at her coffee shop at the suggestion of a Facebook friend, and there was her boyfriend whom I had never met. There was Ken, whom I have known for maybe eight years, but mostly through the internet.  There was Reese, a friend through a mutual acquaintance in the MMA world. There was J.D. and we met only a couple months earlier, a little through the World Domination Summit and a little through CrossFit. And there was Kathy, a friend I have known since high school in Michigan and somehow now nearly 20 years later we live less than a mile apart.

By the time we put everything in the apartment there was so little room we stood the couch on end. Reese asked me the next day how it was to sleep in the fetal position curled up between the boxes.  All week I did nothing but unpack, shove furniture around, breakdown boxes and run to the store for odds and ends.

By Thursday night I was organized enough I could actually buy groceries and prepare myself food. By Friday night I hit Happy Hour with the girls from work. Saturday night I trekked down to Lake Oswego to hang out with my friend John, an old friend from 10th Planet Jiu Jitsu, many years ago. On Sunday Kathy and I biked 12 miles around town, practicing getting me to work and back and doing a lap of the Sunday Parkways.

I don’t feel new here, I guess is what I am trying to say. It feels right. It feels right each time the plane has touched down. It feels right when I drive my car. It feels right when I ride my bike. I love my apartment. I love my job. I love all the friends I have here and the new ones I am making. It feels like my town. It even rained for me.

It was less than a year ago I made the commitment to move here, my 18 month plan. It was less than two months ago the job offer came out of nowhere. It was less than two week ago I arrived here for good.

It took a 953 mile drive, but I made it home.

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Athena Profile – Valerie Worthington, BJJ Black Belt & World Champion

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I became friends with Valerie Worthington a few years ago — our worlds overlapped in both CrossFit and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. Val has since earned her black belt and now instructs at New Breed Academy and she trains CrossFit at Team CrossFit Academy. Her dedication has led her to achieve world-champion level in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu and submission grappling.

Val is passionate about sharing BJJ with other women and does so as one of the head instructors of the Women’s Grappling Camp.

And Val also has an awesome sense of humor, so it’s a pleasure to share her wit with you.

Do you think it’s hard for people to see women as both physically strong and beautiful? Why?

I do think it’s difficult, though I also think that is changing as women become more prominent in domains like mixed martial arts and CrossFit. More and more women are drawn to those domains, perhaps precisely because they get to give expression to their inner badassery in addition to those facets of them that are more traditionally perceived to be feminine.

I think it’s difficult for people to “allow” women to be both strong and beautiful because we are reacting to a long history of damsel in distress-type stories and expectations. For instance, not too long ago I was watching Lady and the Tramp with my nephew, and when Lady was being menaced by some mean dogs, Tramp saved her by chasing them away. Don’t get me wrong. That was nice of Tramp and all, and I would not refuse help in that situation. But Lady just hid behind a wall rather than helping to protect herself while Tramp did all the work. And this is just one example of how we tend to reinforce, at a very early age, stereotypes about men and women, particularly that women need saving and that men are the ones to fill the need. Even in the animal kingdom! Tramp is brash and brave, while Lady is dainty and demure. (I am no Lady; I would have scarfed down that meatball toute de suite instead of blushing prettily at it. Just sayin’.)

What about being seen as beautiful and smart? Do you think women sometimes think they can’t be both?

I’ll go you a step further. I associate humor with intelligence, and to me, the demonstration of a good sense of humor correlates with a decent level of smarts. And I identify myself as a fairly witty person (at least, I find myself pretty hilarious. Don’t tell me if I’m the only one who does). And it seems that women tend to be seen as either humorous (e.g., the wacky, loud, opinionated sidekick) or attractive (e.g., the beautiful leading lady), but it is kind of rare for women to be able to be perceived as both.

Again, that is changing, thankfully. Women like Tina Fey, Amy Poehler, Maya Rudolph, Whitney Cummings, Kristen Wiig, Kaitlin Olson, Aisha Tyler, etc, are both hilariously funny and quite attractive, and it seems like maybe the world is starting to make room for women to be beautiful, strong, intelligent, AND funny, the whole nine yards. It seems like we’re at some kind of turning point culturally, which is great. And probably confusing. But that’s a different conversation.

Have you ever felt judged for being too pretty or too athletic, by either men or women?

I don’t think I’ve ever been judged for being too pretty! I imagine it is a real issue for some women, but see above; I have always identified as the funny one, or one of the funny ones, and in retrospect, perhaps that has affected the way people have perceived me aesthetically. In terms of being judged as too athletic, the choices I have made in recent years to become basically a full-time grappler and CrossFit/strength training enthusiast have caused definite changes in my physique, to the point where some of the guys I train with have pulled me aside to ask if I’m on the juice. Obviously, this is the question that every woman dreams of being asked, right behind “Does this look infected?” and “Are you gonna eat that?”

Granted, I have spent the past 13 years working on improving my ability to physically dominate another person, and the past 4 years working on picking up heavier and heavier things. So this combination can definitely affect how I feel about myself, given that my interests and goals may seem to be more along the lines of what men find interesting.

How do you deal with keeping up your feminine side while being an athlete?

I cry a lot.

Seriously, I think about this quite a lot, actually. I keep my hair long, and every now and then I’ll get a pedicure or put on makeup, but in addition to the external things, I have worked very hard to make peace with the fact that there is no right or wrong way to express femininity. I love what I do and am grateful that I get the opportunity to do it, because trying to live up to the challenges and requirements of BJJ and CrossFit make me a much better version of myself than I would able to be if I did not do them. (Translation: I am much less of an a**hole when I train than when I don’t.) I understand that this puts me in situations where feminine energy is kind of put on the back burner, but that doesn’t stop me from wanting to do them. I just try to be myself, and to celebrate that I have gotten to a point where I like who I am, that I am a woman, and that my ways of expressing my woman-ness are valid ones for me even if they aren’t common ones for women—yet.

And happily, it seems I am able to clean up fairly nicely, as evidenced by the reaction I got at a wedding I went to recently. I was wearing a nice dress, heels, updo, etc. The people who were there who usually see me on a grappling mat or all chalked up and in my weightlifting shoes didn’t recognize me at first, but then I got several thumbs up.

What is your favorite part of being a woman?

I do get to run the gamut of emotions more than men traditionally feel comfortable doing. I’ve even worked on expressing anger; I think historically women have not really felt okay getting pissed off, but that is changing too. And while I don’t LIKE to cry or be upset, the fact that I am able to means that I feel the feelings and then I move on, rather than burying them or letting them fester, where they will come out in some other way.

What is the hardest part about being a woman?

Long lines for public restrooms or having to answer the call of nature while actually in nature. And notwithstanding my comments about identifying as a funny person, I’m not even really joking that much. Another difficult thing, now that I’m getting older (I’ll be 41 in a couple months), is how much less okay the world seems to be with women aging than with men. I am in better shape and probably healthier now than I was 20 years ago, but I have committed the cardinal sin of spending more and more time on this earth, a sin that men seem to be able to be absolved of more easily.

Do you have any guilty girlie pleasures?

I have guilty pleasures: Ice cream. Judge Judy. Scrabble on Facebook. Naps. I don’t know if those are particularly girlie; as you have probably ascertained, I’m not the right person to ask about the relative girliness of such things. But they are my guilty pleasures, which makes them feminine, in my book.

Did you ever wish you weren’t a woman?

I haven’t wished I weren’t a woman, but I do wonder sometimes what my life would have been like if I had been a man, what things would have been easier, what things would have been more difficult.

Has being female ever held you back in any way? (career, sports, etc)

There are sexist people everywhere, in every domain—grappling, CrossFit, all the professional contexts I’ve ever worked in. And I have experienced some sexism in those domains. But those few negative experiences have been FAR overshadowed by the incredible support, love, and genuine investment in my development and well-being that countless people—men and women alike—have shown in all these domains. I have far more to be thankful for than I have to be bitter about. And when I do feel bitter, I check my own behavior, I check the other person’s behavior, and I try to talk it out.

How has being female been an advantage? (career, sports, etc)

I feel like being ME has been an advantage. A crazy confluence of events has led me to where I am today, and I’m a lucky DOB (as opposed to SOB). I have a wonderful family who support me no matter what crazy shenanigans I get myself into. I have had—and continue to have—amazing opportunities in school, in work, and in grappling and CrossFit to learn from people who are some of the best in the world at what they do. I have been able to take risks and make them work; I like to think I have taken advantage of most opportunities afforded to me, even when doing so has been scary. And since I am a woman, I have to imagine that some of the advantages I have experienced have had something to do with that. I just can’t separate out what is attributable to me being me and what is attributable to me being female.

If you could go back and give your 12 year old self one piece of advice, what would it be?

Everything I can think of has been said multiple times before. Be yourself. Live in the moment. Eat your vegetables (and that meatball). Even my favorite quote ever, from the movie Breaker Morant, which is “Live each day as if it’s your last, and one day you’ll be right” has been said a lot, if only by me. (And Breaker Morant.) So in addition to all of those, which I still believe fervently, I’d suggest to my 12-year-old self that she start paying attention to her intuition/inner voice and use it to guide her decisions, even if they seem crazy, ill-advised or unsupported by logic or evidence. Doing so will not make her unsafe, and it WILL get her closer to the most fulfilling life she can possibly imagine.

 

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Complicated, Yet Simple

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Pack everything. Reserve a POD. Find a new apartment. List the old apartment on Craigslist. Buy boxes. Buy tape. Pack more things. Show the apartment. Take things to Goodwill. Reschedule the POD. Stock up on the cat’s medicine. Schedule the cleaning lady. Show the apartment again. Steam clean the carpet.

This has been my life for the last couple weeks. On August 20th I will be getting in my car and driving to Portland, Oregon. Some of you know I visit Portland quite frequently, but this time, except for an occasional visit, I won’t be coming back.

I decided last November it was time to leave Los Angeles. I set my plans to leave in May 2012, when my apartment lease was up. I had come to the realization I wanted three things in life. I wanted to be three things specifically – a writer, a wife, a mom. For me, living in Los Angeles would not fulfill on these dreams. I want my kids to have a yard and trees like I did as a child. I want to live somewhere it is feasible for me to own a house. And, I miss the rain and green things.

I started taking side work as a freelance writer. I launched this website. I started taking reconnaissance trips to Portland to lay the groundwork for my life there. Then, earlier this month, I was offered a dream job completely out of the blue. I was not looking, it just showed up. One of the companies I have been freelancing for just happened to be based in Portland and they offered me a full-time position. I start my job August 1st and my title is “Resident Writer.”

In a very short period of time my life was turned upside down. It became very complicated, but complicated in pursuit of the simple. One of the first things I did when my new job became official was start quitting things here in LA. I quit my other freelance jobs. I quit my kickboxing school. I quit my job working on an MMA fight promotion. I quit my dentist. I spent an hour calling and emailing people telling them what I could not do.

It was quite possibly the most fun I have had in a long time.

It felt good to streamline. I realized the best part is I get to choose what I put back in. Of course, I always had that choice, but picking up things here and there along the way you don’t realize what a clutter you have made of your life. Now I get to be intentional.

When this moving process began I made two commitments to myself.

  1. This is going to be fun.
  2. I am not joining anything new until September.

Packing is fun. I don’t say that facetiously. Packing is fun. I love throwing things out and donating to Goodwill. I am going to have a party to pack up the POD come moving day. I am truly looking forward to the sixteen hour drive. I am going to have two and a half days to do it and take my time. Provided my cats don’t meow in the back seat the whole way.

I have a list of projects on the backburner. Things I will consider taking on once I settle into my life in Portland. Not until September, however. And even then, I am committed to my life having time for reading, for tea, for gardening, for aimless weekend trips around the Pacific Northwest, for sleeping in…and for working on the wife and mom goals.

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From the Mouths of Men: Stephan Bonnar, Professional Fighter

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For this month’s edition of From the Mouths of Men we talked with Stephan Bonnar, professional Mixed Martial Arts fighter. Stephan was one of the members of the original Ultimate Fighter cast and his fight with Forrest Griffin in the series finale helped put the UFC on the map in American households.

He’s since gone on to become a respected commentator and analyst, on top of his fighting career.

Stephan is also known for his quirky sense of humor and accordingly recently started up a clothing line, Trash Talking Kids, parodying MMA fighters.

So, what does a witty guy who punches people for a living think about the ladies?

In your opinion, what makes a woman beautiful?

Honestly, it’s mostly personality, attitude, and a nice smile.

Do you think it’s hard for men to see women as both physically strong and beautiful? Why?

No, hot chicks can be strong. Look at Gina Carano!

Would you date (or would you have dated) a girl with ripped arms and a six pack? Is there a point where it’s too much?

Yes, I have. I guess it’s too much when the face starts getting manly.

What percentage intelligence and what percentage beauty would your ideal woman be? (i.e. 50% each, 90% hot, etc)

I’d say at least 50/50, but I guess there’s a little more than intelligence and beauty. A woman can be a very intelligent and gorgeous, mean bitch. So, maybe throw some sense of humor and compassion in there with a good heart first and foremost. Then the less important stuff like intelligence and beauty, and there’s the ideal woman.

Has your appreciation for beauty and/or intelligence in a woman changed as you have gotten older?

Not really. Just being kind, loving, and personable does so much to make a woman attractive.

Describe your ideal woman in one sentence.

Look at the above answer. Kind, loving, personable, smart, good sense of humor and smile, loves animals. Usually animal lovers are warm, with good hearts.

Sometimes being “old fashioned” can be a good thing. Are there any aspects of a woman that you prefer to be old-fashioned?

I guess old fashioned women do bring good moral values to the table. I certainly don’t mind a woman being old fashioned. If a woman is down with cooking and cleaning that’s definitely a plus in my book. Honestly, if she doesn’t work and you are supporting her, then a little cooking and cleaning isn’t too much to ask, right?

Have you ever been intimidated by a woman?

Yes, all the time. Ask my wife. Intimidation is one of her specialties

Have you ever been inspired by a woman?

Yes, I’ve always been inspired by great ladies like Mother Theresa and Eleanor Roosevelt.

What would you do if your daughter came home as a teenager, dating a guy who was like YOU as a teenager?

Boy, oh boy. Young boys just have too much baby batter on their brains. It’s not their fault. I’d probably just go nuts & get committed to the rubber room

What single piece of advice would you give women when it comes to men?

I’d say to women: Go with the guy who likes you and treats you well! I swear, when you’re into a girl and let her know it, it’s a turn off. Women seem to want what they can’t have. Once you’re over her and moving on, suddenly she’s crazy about you. Screw the chase; screw mind games. Do you really want to always be longing for something that eludes you? That’s no fun. Give the nice guy who’s crazy about you a chance and let him treat you like a princess. That’s my advice.

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The Couple That Works Out Together…

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One of my favorite things as a coach is seeing couples work out together. I love the idea that health and fitness is valued in a relationship and it is something enjoyed together. It is a wonderful way for couples to inspire and encourage each other and to give each other the gift of more happy, healthy years together.

But, working out together isn’t always so easy. And, to be frank, some couples are better at it than others.

At my gym I see a few different types of scenarios:

Overprotective Guy & Annoyed Gal – Guys are built to protect women. They just are. Some of them, however, are better at mediating their caveman ways than others. When I see couples in this scenario the guy is typically trying to teach his girlfriend/wife how to do all the movements, handing her the lightest weights, and over-coaching her. She then gets annoyed and tries to ignore him, which only causes him to coach more.

In general when I see this couple, I send them to opposite ends of the room and tell him he’s not allowed to coach her anymore. He’ll spend the rest of the workout peering over his shoulder checking on her and she’ll spend the rest of the workout oblivious to his presence in the room.

Bad-Ass Chica & Frequently Injured Guy – Like I said, I love couples who share a love for working out and especially the intense working out that comes with CrossFit. As anyone who follows CrossFit knows, though, there are women who really take to it and excel. Personally I think this has something to do with women not growing up trying to “muscle” their way through things and focusing instead on technique and finesse. On the flip side, guys with athletic backgrounds will come in with mobility issues and injuries and want to use heavy weights even when it’s not yet appropriate. They let their egos come into play a little more than women do.

So with these couples, when the girlfriends or wives start kicking major butt…suddenly we start seeing the guys less and less often. The female becomes hooked and the guy has too much work, too many injuries, or has another sport he wants to focus on. These are the sort of couples I think are actually best not working out together. Sometimes a thing is best shared by doing it separately.

Wonder Woman & Superman – I love these couples. These are the couples who are competitive, but in a supportive and productive way. They drive each other to be superheroes and are inspired by each other’s accomplishments. Sure, they probably talk some mad smack over the dinner table, but they do it because they love working out and they know it’s about having fun and becoming better athletes. They know their partner’s success is not a statement about them, instead they treat it with admiration. And on the days when we do partner or team workouts and these couples work out as a unit – all bets are off because their superpowers magnify when they are a unified front!

What’s even better is when these superhero couples bring their future firebreathers to my children’s classes. The only thing better than seeing a couple work out together in a positive, productive manner is seeing a whole family make it a priority and have FUN!

Do you work out with your significant other? Do you see yourself in one of these descriptions? Maybe you are not too excited about how things currently are when you work out with your girlfriend or boyfriend, but it doesn’t have to be that way. With some communication and reminding ourselves that other people’s successes don’t mean anything about us – that we can all succeed and the comparisons we imagine are only in our minds – then we can truly enjoy prioritizing health and fitness in our lives and share it with the people most important to us. The people with whom we’re actually going to share all these hard earned healthy happy years.

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