SELF Magazine’s Workout in the Park is Blowing Into The Windy City

SELF Magazine’s Workout in the Park is Blowing Into The Windy City


Raise your hand if you'll be there with me!

Raise your hand if you’ll be there with me!

Hey Windy City! SELF Magazine Workout in the Park is Back!

Forget training for a half marathon. Unless it’s a zombie and is chasing me, this girl isn’t into running for the sake of running. Nope!  But I have always wanted to participate in the SELF Magazine Workout in the Park! This year, I got my act together and am super excited to participate in what I consider one of the first true signs of spring!

Bob Harper, trainer from The Biggest Loser, is set to host the (get this!–Has it really been this long?) 21st Annual SELF Workout in the Park this weekend, May 17th from 11:00 am – 3:00pm (rain or shine!)

Workout in the Park with Bob Harper

Workout in the Park with Bob Harper

What: SELF Magazine’s iconic active lifestyle event, Workout in the Park returns to Chicago’s Grant Park. Get psyched to participate in a fun-filled day of invigorating exercise, beauty consultations, healthy treats, and fabulous freebies – all designed to inspire women to re-energize their lives and feel their very best.

What I am dying to try out: High-energy CRUNCH Fitness classes on the Main Stage, to Barre Assets, Yoga and Pilates in the Quiet Zone, to CrossFit in the Reebok Fit Zone.  After last year’s fiasco at the gym where I tried TRX for the first time and fell on my ass—I figure I’m up for anything!

Where the FUN is HAPPENING: Grant Park, Butler Field, Enter at the corner of East Monroe Street and South Columbus Drive, Chicago

WHY:  As if I need to say it:  Because it’s fun, it’s exercise and a great way to spend a Saturday in the Windy City! (Also, it’s a great place for awesome people watching!)

ANYTHING ELSE? Attendees will enjoy exclusive giveaways from SELF Magazine and event partners including CRUNCH, Garnier and Reebok as well as Athleta, Aquaçai, Bai, Ban®, Health Warrior®, Emmy’s Organics, Fitbit®, GoGo squeeZ, KIND Healthy Snacks, popchips®, Truvia® and Victoria’s Secret Sport.

So…what are you waiting for?  Tickets are only $30 for a day’s worth of health and fun.  (And hey!  A one-year SELF Magazine subscription is included with the purchase of every Workout in the Park ticket.

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Now!  Get your ticket and join the fun!  And make sure that you tweet me at @windycitymomma with #WorkoutInThePark so I know that you’re showing SELF magazine that Chicago truly is the hippest, happiest and most fit city in the USA!


Tennis: The Most Violent Sport?

I am not known for my athletic abilities but I have always enjoyed playing tennis.  I sort of get off on hearing the tennis ball hit that “sweet” spot of the racquet.  So, when I decided one of the best ways to get in shape was to start playing tennis again, I knew that it might take a few lessons before I started to hit the sweet spot again.

I had no idea.

The first lesson went well.  The pros could tell that I had played before and was a bit rusty.  My serve was really spot on (surprise, surprise) and, aside from being a bit out of breathe, I felt like I held my own amongst the 5 or 6 gals participating in the group lesson with me.

But there was something to be said about the second lesson: It sucked.  I had forgotten how painful it is to be hit in the back, leg, ankle, neck and yes, wait for it… THE NIPPLE by a tennis ball.  I would say that the nipple hit was by far the most painful and hardest to shake.  What made the situation even worse was the well meaning but very loud fellow student who would shriek each time I got hit with the ball.

For some reason that perhaps only the gods could explain, my contacts got very dry just as my 1 1/2 hour lesson began.  So, I, of course, could not focus on the ball, the net or my opponents during the rally.  Despite my intense desire to move my feet (and my body away from the ball) I actually could not see the ball coming my way nor could I tell whether or not my partner would save me from intense humiliation.

I was humiliated and could not wait to slink off of the courts.  Ask me if anyone has contacted me to play tennis with them yet?  Uh, the answer is easy: No.  Not a single call or email.  Perhaps too many people witnessed the nipple shot fiasco and are giving me space to lick my wounds (no, not literally) and recover.  I figure it will take at least a week before the swelling goes down.

Just in time for my next tennis lesson.  Great.