For Easter, we get a week off uni classes, known widely as Spring Break. This is the time where all the kids pack their bags with skimpy bikinis and nothing else, and head off to Cancun, the Bahamas, Ibiza, Mykonos, etc. to party, consume nothing but pseudo-legal alcohols mixed in with all kinds of sugary fruit syrups, and wake up the next day with nothing but a head-ache and no recollection of the previous night. I headed off to Croatia for 5 days of wild–no lol juuuust kidding. Clearly that’s not really my style. In attempts to save some money and get shit done, I planned to stay home, kill the gym daily, cook lots of food, blog, start my driving lessons, file my taxes… like Spring Break watch out I’m about to slay it. Ain’t no one gon have Spring Break-ed as hard as me. Well, it all started off well til I was vacuuming one evening and I sort of stopped myself and was like ARE YOU F-ING KIDDING ME. Vic you are not spending your Spring Break vacuuming. On top of it I live in some small Swiss city where the new format of National stamps is the talk of the town. AKA there is so little do here, I actually don’t really have a choice but spend all my time at the gym. In any case, my epiphany came whilst vacuuming, and the epiphany was: bro GFTO of this place… So I turned off the vacuum and literally Googled: “cheapest flights to anywhere for tomorrow”. No joke. 2 days later, Schuss Switzerland, ciao Roma! Continue Reading
I was never a big pilates person. As I’ve said before, I’m often a little all or nothing, so I’m usually either sweating it out doing sprints, or standing on my head and clearing my mind during a yoga class. Pilates to me has always been in that grey area. I’m not necessarily sweating buckets, nor am I really getting a good zen moment in. That was my impression until I tried out Booster. It was my first time doing a class with reformer machines and oh my god. I swear I’ve never actually had my butt cheek quiver until that class (soz for the detail). I went to Booster for the first time in September when I was writing a review of best fitness spots in Zurich for Well To Do London (full article here). Stef and I went back this weekend for another butt-quivering class, this time given to us by the gorgeous and awesome Monika. She recently moved from San Diego to Switzerland (my first comment was of course good god, why would you ever leave sun and beach…) but good thing she did cuz this amazing Cali-trained instructor is now teaching in Zurich! We went round to their Seenfeld location, and although Stef and I took the train in all the way from Bern, Monika made it well worth the trip. Continue Reading
I have a love/hate relationship with vacations. I mean I love them because okay who doesn’t, but there’s part of me that also finds them awfully frustrating. It’s not just cuz I get out of the gym grove, sometimes it’s nice to let your body rest, eat an absurd amount of food unnecessarily (your body really does not need the energy of 6 meals a day when all your doing is sitting on your ass) and relax. It’s nice while it lasts but then you get back to reality, dunno where your head’s at anymore, my mental to-do list is out the effing window, all my clothes are dirty, I have so much washing to do, all I have in my fridge is half an onion and a can of tomatoes, no meals are planned, and then it’s time to get back to the gym… It’s like uuuggghhh I don’t waannaa. No way in hell am I actually dragging by own butt to the gym, it’s too full of donuts and my baby biceps can’t muster the strength. So after almost 2 weeks of holidays, the personal training session with Stef at Tone Up on Monday was literally my saving grace. It was the perfect way to get my pudgy little bum back into shape. Continue Reading
Alight. Looks like things are finally coming together. If you follow me, Stef or Sabrine on Instagram you probably already know about Fitreserve, mainly cuz we’ve probs been spamming your new feed about it (hehe oopppss sorry). But actually not that sorry cuz this concept is absolute bomb and if you’ve read about it you’re probably just as excited about it as we are and therefore don’t even mind the spamming. If you don’t already know about it then:
a) WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN
b) Go read about it ASAP on my other blog post HERE
So where do I start?? I remember looking up “healthy food Berlin” a few weeks before my trip to the city, thinking maybe there’ll be some cool vegan restaurants to check out. What I didn’t realize is that Berlin does not have “some cool vegan restaurants”, Berlin is literally vegan food capital. Upon our arrival someone had told me “yeah… I’d say probably most restaurants are vegan.” Um what? Coming from a place that actually thinks vegan is a planet and “vegans” are considered their own rare species, this was a difficult concept to understand. You mean I don’t actually have to spend half hour explaining what veganism means when I go out to eat?? I don’t have to pay 30euro for a salad without cheese, cream dressing, bacon, chicken, egg AKA pay my days budget on a leaf of Iceberg?! This is amazing, let the vacation begin, and let in include eating 2 breakfasts, a brunch, 3 lunches, and a dinner, and of course a few cafe stops in between. Continue Reading
The world is changing. We are the generation of try all, do all. Just like the professional world is changing, allowing people to completely switch their career paths (study physics end up working in a bank, or starting off as a teacher but find yourself killing it in a law firm); the fitness world is also embracing this new multifaceted, unrestrictive, go-getter tendency that generation Y is all about.
I don’t want to be a “boxer”, I don’t want to be only a “swimmer” and I don’t want to be labeled as a “yogi”.
I’m an athlete. I do all, train all, challenge myself and work hard. There. That’s my label.
This is the fitness concept of the future. You no longer have to chose one and only one gym, studio, centre, sport, you can have it all. With one pass to have access to hundreds of fitness studios in Swiss Romande. Although I can’t reveal juuuuust yet the exact list of studios, trust me when I say your schedule could look a little like this: Monday evening spin class, Tuesday lunch time boxing session, Wednesday pilates, a few laps in the pool on Thursday, end the week Friday evening with a fun Zumba lesson, and an early Saturday morning yoga class. Yup. All of it with a single pass. It’s basically a fitchick’s Willy Wonka Golden Ticket. Continue Reading
About 2 months ago I got a text from Stef saying “let’s do Berlin on the 6th of Feb?”. TBH I had no idea what she was talking about so I was like no…? But about 2 seconds later, saw a million posts on Instagram about KAYLA HERSELF doing a bootcamp in BERLIN that’s like…. baaaaasically right next door. So I called up Stef and was like let’s do it. So we got our tickets completely on a whim. Didn’t really know if we were gonna be able get flights, when, how, where we were gonna stay, BUT DON’T EVEN MATTER cuz we were gonna workout with THE QUEEN that created this ENTIRE EFFING EMPIRE that is now the bbg community. For real it’s absolutely mental that one woman created this all. The online community is so so damn strong, full of positive, motivating women from all corners of the world and it all came about from a PT!? Like how, what, in what world is that a thing. Anyways, Stef and I joined the hundreds of other girls that came together yesterday to stink, sweat, chat and max out their iPhone memory in pictures. Continue Reading
I’m not very good at taking breaks for my workout schedule. This year I’ve made it one of my resolutions to take at least one rest day a week, but still. I don’t really like getting off my grind. When I’m in it, I’m pro at hustling; I got my To-Do list on point, got my gym sessions all planned out, food’s usually prepped in the fridge and ready to go, basically I go about my lame little life feeling like I’m killing the game each and every day. This past weekend however, it was my first weekend of end-of-semester break so I went off to Davos to my flatmate’s chalet to spend a nice weekend off in the mountains. This of course meant three days of eating massive brunches and sitting around on the couch (literally only getting up to get more food or sometimes to pee). Literally my Polar watch would count my daily activity in negative numbers. But you know what, sometimes it’s nice to have a big long rest like that. I told myself “you know what Vic, you’ll rest up, your body needs it, and you’ll get back badder, better and stronger”. That was the plan til Stef and I, on my first day back home, went to Geneva to My Private Gym for a personal training session.
Plan: Kill it, cuz body’s all rested up and ready to slaaaaay the workout.
Reality: Omg am I actually supposed to PULL THIS TIRE?! WTF how heavy is this thing? Shit… the trainer’s says he looked at my Instagram and knows I’m “fit”. I have to live up to this BUT I CAN’T PULL THIS TIRE. Wow this is embarrassing.
Safe to say in a one hour workout at My Private Gym, my Polar watch forgave me for three days of moving less than an animal in hibernation. Continue Reading
Yesterday my favorite fit girl AKA best friend AKA other half Stef and I went to go spend an entire afternoon at the Wellness Me Spa in Montreux. A few days before, Stef and I had decided we would try out cryotherapy and aquafit, but to be honest these were just fancy names to me and I had nooo idea what to expect. We had simply gotten an email the day prior making sure we didn’t have any heart trouble or allergies to cold (to that last point I was like mmmm debatable). But in any case, Stef dropped by the train station to pick me up at about 3:45pm and at 4:00 we were at the spa ready to go. Continue Reading
Holidays are usually spent relaxing, sleeping, completely forgetting about that 6am gym-time wake up routine you were on, and adopting a routine that resembles one of a domesticated cat. And this is totally okay. Sometimes it’s nice to sit around in ugly pyjamas in the company of solely your family (thank god cuz hair hasn’t been washed in longer than what is deemed socially acceptable). It’s easy to fall into a relaxed lazy holiday routine, however it’s a hell of a lot harder to get out of it. The team over at Fit n’ Tasty (local, organic, cold-pressed juices) knew this, and decided to make a fun event combining a killer workout, detox juices, healthy snacks and good company to ease everyone back into their healthy life routine. My holidays weren’t exactly spent lying by the fire, but actually tanning in the sun. And they weren’t really as lazy as Christmas holidays often are; I probably exercised even more during my holidays and actually lived off salads and tropical smoothies. So this event wasn’t as much to get myself back into shape, but more to ease the transition from family, pool and sun back to cold, snow and exams. I got all the endorphines needed to make the rain look calming, and cold invigorating (okay maybe I’m pushing it, it would take about 3 marathons and a Spartan Race to make the rain and cold seem pleasant but still). The event was the perfect way to start the year, and everyone could get something different out of it, leaving happy smells and sweaty, just like we like it. Continue Reading