Issues: An Honest Account of a Real Girl with Real Issues

Wherever You Are, From Wherever I Am…

As a child, I was always taught I could be anything I wanted, but I never imagined I could be everything I wanted.
I started my professional career building a boutique PR firm in the fashion industry. A natural writer and social butterfly with an appetite for luxury, it was perfect for me at the time. I got to live out a childhood fantasy of high fashion, high heels, VIP access and champagne cocktails. But all that shines would dull and approaching 30, I was no longer satisfied in an industry I found vapid and unfulfilling. I returned to my roots in health.
I had always been an athlete and studied pre-med at Wesleyan University. As a trainer, I found myself on the front lines of the health industry; I see my clients three times a week, they see their doctors three times a year! I loved it immediately. I started competing in fitness. I felt alive; I was an athlete again.
Getting healthy on the inside, I sought health on the outside. I moved from NYC to South Florida to live on the beach. I transitioned my business from Personal Training to Remote Coaching. By emailing my clients their workout programs and meal plans, I could help more people all over the world and I, in turn, could live anywhere, or… Everywhere! I realized early on that selling my time wasn’t going to get me anywhere, but selling my knowledge could get me everywhere. I love my job as a coach! It is by far the most rewarding experience I have every had. And now that I am working on a yacht, the only difference is that my home floats. I’ll be traveling the world and learning new and exciting skills! But with the magic of the internet, wherever you are, from wherever I am, I want to help you get healthy and fit!
Fitness changed my life; fitness gave me life. Be Everyday Better!
Together in Health!
xob
For details on how we can work together to achieve your goals, email BODYbybianca@gmail.com.

Photo credit: AJG FILMPRODUCTIONS for BODYbybianca, Inc.

A “Clean Eats” Breakfast Treat

With simple substitutions to your favorite dish, make any treat a BODYbybianca approved “Clean Eat!”

NO butter
NO flour
NO refined sugar
NO gluten
NO dairy
NO PROBLEM!

BATTER:
Blend 1/3 cup dry oats, 2 eggs (or 4 egg whites), fresh ginger (quarter size cube), 1/5 banana (just a couple bites worth, I chop the whole thing up and put the rest in the freezer), 1/2 tsp cinnamon, splash of water (less water = thicker cakes, more water = more cakes!). I use my Ninja single serve cup to blend for no fuss cleanup.

FOLD:
Add 1 tbs raw cacao nibs to batter

COOK:
Over medium-high heat, I use fat free organic coconut oil spray to coat skillet. Pour batter. Flip when bubbles form in cakes.

PLATE:
Plate cakes alternating layers  with chocolate coconut oil peanut butter, homemade blueberry preserves (recipe on my Instagram/Facebook), guava spread (a little piece of heaven I picked up from the Bahamas). Top with chocolate coconut oil peanut butter, chia seeds and always choose “Grade B” organic (local if possible) maple syrup. Grade B is less processed and nutrient rich!

ENJOY!

Together in Health!
xob

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Chocolate chip peanut butter ginger snaps

Be good to me, and I’ll take care of you always.

BLEND
1/4 c gluten free dry oats
1 egg white
1 tsp chocolate coconut peanut butter
quarter-size fresh ginger
1/4 banana
1/2 scoop Baddass Nutrition vanilla whey protein
cinnamon
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MIX
raw cacao nibs
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BAKE
6 minutes at 350°
remove from oven
spoon 1/2 tsp chocolate coconut peanut butter into center
sprinkle with chia seeds and cayenne pepper
bake another 8 minutes at 350°
allow to cool.

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Together in Health! In Love! And in Life!
xob

HUMPDAY WORKOUT! “Plump That Bump”

 

When I meet new female clients the number one goal they have is weight loss and toning. But, number two is almost always, “build a booty!”

For me, the best part of hearing that goal is telling my client that it’s totally doable! With the right exercises, you really CAN grow an honorary Brazilian “bum bum” at the gym! The booty is a muscle and just like you can train your biceps bigger, you can do the same with your hump!

TRY MY HUMPDAY WORKOUT!

DO 100 OF EACH OF THESE EXERCISES THROUGHOUT THE DAY: you don’t have to do them in one shot. Keep track of how many you do and get it all done before bedtime tonight! (I’m going to do it too!) Adding weight is optional, but not necessary. Squat deeply and with control and you will get a booty-plumping burn with your body weight alone!

1. 100 squats
2. 100 squat jumps
3. 100 walking lunges
4. 100 split jumps (aka lunge jumps: start in a deep lunge, jump and switch your legs in mid air, land in the opposite lunge)
5. 100 pelvic bridges

(Consult the image above for pictures!)

“PLUMP THAT BUMP!”

Together in Health!

xob

PS. If you are interested in hiring me as your Coach (aka 24/7 fitness concierge), and to receive custom meal plans and workouts, simply send an email with a little about yourself and your goals to BODYbybianca@gmail.com. I work with men and women and make it my priority to see you through your goals and beyond!

PHOTO CREDIT: A BODYbybianca Production with AJG FILMPRODUCTIONS 2014

Birthday Suit

Let’s talk about why I’m so damn fine…

When I started modeling at 30, I was told to lie about my age. But, it never felt right. So, the lying never stuck. I have lots of girl friends who are 26 and 27 born in 1981 (it’s 2014!), but that’s never been me. I’m 33 today (HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!) and I don’t miss my 20s. I have earned my 30+ years and what I have learned I would never trade. Every year I get better, and Better, and BETTER!

My secret?

There IS a fountain of youth. I have found it! It’s called living EVERYDAY BETTER doing what you love… A life filled with passion, fun, fitness, nutrition and love! It’s about staying a child when society tells you it’s time to “grow up.” Society’s definition of “grownup” is skewed. To the masses, “growing up” means falling in line, doing as they do, working, “succeeding”, amounting money, collecting things. That is no life.

What does aging this way do? Just look around you. It makes you fat, tired and lazy. That kind of life makes you sick. You look pale. You look old. Do you have diabetes? Are you stiff? How’s your back?

GET OFF THE HAMSTER WHEEL! When you live to make money, you will miss out on everything! The moment. THIS VERY MOMENT. This life. Look up. Look around you. What do you see? Is you see beauty? The sky? The mountains? The ocean? Or… Are you bathed in fluorescent light? Are you sitting at a desk? An office? A cubicle? Do you feel empowered? Are you proud of the life you have built? Remember, YOU are the architect of your life, the writer of your script, the painter of your picture. Are you happy?

So tonight, in honor of my birthday, please join me in this toast:

Cheers to aging backwards, and to the good things in life, which are free!
Together in Health, in Life, in Love!
xob

Cigarettes And Whiskey

He kissed my neck but not my lips. Strong hands, with a light touch, he caressed my back and my shoulders. With full awareness, I felt all as, over my clothing, he navigated my body, settling on the shelf between my hip and my thigh. He liked this spot on a woman, he confessed. He took hold of me here.

There were moments I wondered would he kiss me? Though I knew he would not. Of this knowledge grew my trust. A few times I allowed my curiosity to wander toward what it might be like. Cigarettes and whiskey? (Though he’s not a drinker) I was glad he didn’t try. I didn’t want him to. And never did his hand greedily grab hold of mine, never did he ask me to touch him.

Because he didn’t lead with sex, I felt comfortable around him. Not once did I feel he wanted more than I wanted to give him. Respect lead to trust and trust lead to intimacy. Intimately, he cuddled me. Each night, eagerly, I layed my head on the pillow between his shoulder and his breast, combed my fingers through the hair on his chest, then turned from him to push myself into him, closing the gap between my hips and his. One Body. We fit.

Here is where he would kiss me. As you would kiss a child, he kissed my back and traced the line down my shoulder. Because he kissed me like a child, my child came to play with him. I held his hand in the sand.

xob