Wednesday, February 27, 2013

The One Thing Doing Me In

Morning shows are SO much fun. But they are not for everyone.

I've anchored mornings twice in my 19 years of television: first in Lexington, Kentucky and again in Phoenix, Arizona right after 9-11. It's a massive understatement to tell you I was thrilled to move to Dallas and work a "normal" shift again.

I believe we truly underestimate the power of sleep on one's body, mind, and psyche.

So as much as I LOVE these 6am Pilates classes I'm taking right now, I am seriously feeling the effects of a sleep cycle that isn't quite working for me.

Today I slept past 8am, and I feel like a completely alive human being! I am happy and hopeful and truly rested. I believe I won't even need to find a closet at the station for a power nap before the 4pm news. (Yes, I seriously curled up in a closet last week using some random person's fleece jacket as a pillow. I was that tired.)

I might even fall asleep tonight in my bed instead of on the couch with my face washed!

And maybe, just maybe, I'll have the stamina to tape a Real Botox Diaries blog with Gina Miller today!

Oh, the beauty of sleep. It makes me so grateful I had children in my 20s, and extremely sympathetic to all of you 40-something sleep-deprived parents.

Guess it all goes back to balance. This girl needs exercise and sleep. Equal parts. Equally important.

Alas, I DID have the energy to blog with Gina Miller today in this Welcome Back Wednesday edition of The Real Botox Diaries!




Friday, February 22, 2013

Whose Body is Better?

Jeff Jamison & I,  hoping we'll look like Flat Stanley soon!
Now that I have your attention, I'll rephrase that: Whose body WILL be better come May?

In 12 weeks, you can be the judge.

That's when my weather anchor Jeff Jamison and I will compare the results of our exercise programs. I started mine Monday; Jeff started after the holidays. (For the record I will NOT be posting before and after pictures. I am way too shy for that!)

Here's the deal: the 36-year-old husband and father of two totally inspired me with his commitment to the Insanity high-intensity, cardio workout. He simply declared one day, "Tracy, I'm going to start doing Insanity. I ordered the dvds this weekend."

And then he just did it. He's been waking up at 5:30am and hasn't missed a day since, even while filling in on the morning show. No excuses.

Last week he mentioned one of the guys featured in his dvds has his own fitness business in Fort Worth. "We should do a story in May, Tracy. You can come to class with me."

His experience made me realize I haven't challenged myself physically with anything new in many, many years.  I've worked out regularly my entire life and even got on a Zumba kick last year. But around last November the balls of my feet hurt so badly, I could barely walk through the newsroom, let alone dance on my toes for an hour or two.

My pain and Jeff's gain are what led me to explore the S2S Functional Performance practice in Bartonville, TX, which I blogged about Monday. Since my one-on-one consultation with the owner/physical therapist, I've attended 3 group Pilates/reformer/chair classes. I attend mostly at 6am to ensure nothing gets in the way. The early hour is, miraculously, not a struggle, since Pilates is low-impact and feels SO good.

So far I'm thrilled. I believe I'm investing in my health for the long haul, learning lessons in form and function I plan to apply for the rest of my life. Who knew Pilates strengthens and stretches one's toes, feet and ankles?! I feel NO pain wearing these boots today. Can I hear a halleluiah!

As for how Jeff and I will measure our progress come May? We haven't determined that yet. But I can tell you this: we'll personally vouch for the physical changes that can occur after 12 weeks of consistent, and in our cases vastly different, forms of exercise.

Perhaps you too will be inspired to invest in YOUR health.

 






Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Why It's Already a Terrific Tuesday

I haven't taken a 6am workout class since my kids were little. So this morning at 5:55am, I had happy flashbacks to those precious days. And I thoroughly enjoyed Pilates to boot. I can tell this uber-focused routine is going to retrain muscles I've neglected for years, and hopefully get the foot I broke last year back in line.

My colleague and co-host of our tv mom blog, The Real Botox Diaries, has been in Arizona reporting on Spring Training for almost 2 weeks. How I have missed that zany Gina Miller! Thankfully, I found this "Terrific Tuesday" edition I failed to post before she left! 

I laughed out loud watching it. So I hope it makes you smile--and maybe even think a little.

We discuss the careers we still hope to explore one day, which after my class this morning, may now include opening a pilates/physical therapy studio of my own. That's how fired up I am about staying healthy as I age. 

When your mother dies of Parkinson's at age 60, you really appreciate strength and agility. I hope to make up for her short life--and be a crazy fun and loving influence in my kids' and their kids' lives forever.

Tell me, what do you hope to do one day?


Monday, February 18, 2013

The Aging Advice That Freaked Me Out

I can't seem to escape the anti-aging advice I learned from two world-renowned dermatologists last week. Seriously can't get it out of my head. Viewers and Facebook friends I ran into this weekend were disturbed by it too.

If you haven't heard it yet, here you go:

Doctors Katie Rodan and Kathy Fields said when it comes to exercise and aging, stop running. By all means, don't run outside. Why? They say it stretches out the ligaments and connective tissue in your face, making you sag. Add sun exposure to the mix, and it's a double whammy.  Click here to watch the story.

Sure, some of my girlfriends woo-hoo'd as they poured another glass of pinot noir the night I reported the news on CBS11. But for all of my half-marathon-loving-girlfriends who say running has changed their lives, keeping them happy, thin, and challenged, this advice is a total buzz-kill.

With that said, I have noticed how the bouncing and pounding is starting to bother my post-40 body. No sports bra is fitted enough; no shoes are spongy enough. Now all of that bouncing is making my face sag, too?

Time to discover a new routine, Tracy.

So this morning at 7am, I'm pleased to tell you, I found one.

It's called S2S Functional Performance in Bartonville, Texas. As of today I have committed to the pilates-style workout three times a week.  This functional approach to fitness is built around the practice and mission of the physical therapist who owns the facility.

I will not be changing my diet. My goal is to simply find a relatively enjoyable form of exercise that doesn't hurt now and won't in the long-run; is do-able with my work schedule; and is extremely effective.

I will tell you this: I have never seen a place like this before. The concept is research-based, fresh, and straight-forward.

Will it tone, strengthen and keep my endorphins up? I've got 12 weeks to find out.

I'll blog about it here weekly, if you're curious, too!






Tuesday, February 12, 2013

So You Want To Be a Star?

In my spare time during my college freshman year in Nashville, I would actually drive around the ritzy neighborhoods hoping to run into Amy Grant. Not kidding. That's how badly I wanted to meet and work with the contemporary Christian/pop superstar.

So imagine the thrill when my BFF, a production coordinator at the time, got me a gig as a production assistant on Grant's video shoot for "Grown-up Christmas List." There I was at 18 years old, standing in the kitchen, chatting and sneaking MnM's with Amy Grant. Imagine my thrill!

Music has always been a life-long passion of mine. I'm drawn to fellow music lovers and have a deep need for regular concert outings with friends.

So when I met record executive Lee Leipsner with my youngest son at a Cowboys game, it was pretty darn cool to hear Lee's personal tales about some of my favorite musical groups.
 
Last year Leipsner was promoted to Senior Vice President of Promotions at Columbia Records. When my boss at CBS11 was scouring for a cool tie-in to the Grammy Awards this year, Leipsner graciously agreed to tape an interview with us and share some of his insight, especially in regards to what it takes to make it in the music business.

I know there are other music-lovers out there with dreams like mine when I was young, aspiring artists hungry for any nugget of information to move them one step further.

So kids, talented musicians, struggling artists ...this is for you.

As Leipsner's own story proves, dreams really do come true.

My little sister Tiffany and I with Lee Leipsner, Senior Vice President of Promotions at Columbia Records.






Thursday, February 7, 2013

3 Favorite Finds

Need a good laugh?

Just watch some of the Real Botox Diaries Gina Miller and I are doing together.

We tape these vlogs at the station and insist they be unrehearsed, relatively stream-of-consciousness, and not rushed like our television segments demand.

I am cracking up watching the "Wonderful Wednesday" edition in which we apply lip gloss like 12-year-olds. Gina is making my day demonstrating this tasty, affordable, neutral product that she stocks up on like toilet paper.

She also hypes her favorite energy bar, found here in her fabulous blog.


I celebrate Runyon's, a spectacular family-owned furnishings & accessories store I recently discovered in Roanoke, Texas.
Think The Arrangement and Hemispheres--but with better prices, sprinkled with custom pieces by local artists.

Here are a couple of my favorite finds, which are SO much prettier in person.


Tapestry, chenille and leather half-moon sofa; 
Custom wood-carved Bible verse plaque on iron pedestal--incredible personalized gift I mention in vlog; 
and my chunky iron firescreen.


 
 


By the way, never heard of Roanoke? It's just northwest of Southlake and southwest of Flower Mound, near a recently refurbished shopping area featuring Babe's Fried Chicken and Twisted Root.

Make a day of your shopping adventure. You can't go wrong.

At the very least, watch Gina & I in our latest edition of the Real Botox Diaries.







 


Monday, February 4, 2013

Did He REALLY Just Ask Me That?

In my 20-ish year career in television, I have two epic fails on the interview front I will FOREVER regret.

The first transpired at a small, country church in Kentucky, where a former Christian icon who had "fallen from grace" was performing for the first time after years out of the spotlight.
He had cancelled our pre-concert interview at the last minute, so I was standing in the back of the church with my photographer. In the middle of his intimate show, he pointed me out, turned on the house lights, and asked me a few questions in front of his audience.
I considered it a green light to chat. So I asked my photographer to start rolling.
I walked toward the stage, answered his questions, and proceeded to ask the singer a few questions in return.
I then raced back to the station to turn the story for our 11pm news that night.

I thought it was a positive, lovely piece about his humbling journey back to sincere and genuine worship.

Apparently, he thought it was negative and cruel.

The next day his manager called my station managers and lambasted me for "ambushing him in the middle of his concert."
That was not at all what happened, but I still feel awful about it--especially since I was, and still am, a HUGE fan of his powerful voice.

My second fail happened when I was so star-struck interviewing actress Meg Ryan, she actually kicked me out of the interview. I was trying so hard to act cool, I ended up asking the most insulting  questions. I didn't mean to; they just came out all wrong!

So perhaps the dude who sat behind me at my kids' basketball last week didn't mean to ask me the rudest questions ever.

"Do you make a lot of money?"

"Do you get a bunch of CBS stock, 'cause it's doing really well."

"Did your husband make a lot of money when he played in the NBA?"

I actually considered answering the latter with: "Are you actually a grown-up? I usually only hear that question from first graders." Or I could've sarcastically replied, "Yeah. We're loaded."

Instead, I replied honestly with: "No. He only played a couple of years before he got hurt. NBA salaries back then are nothing like they are now."

His follow-up comment to that was icing on the cake.

"So you're poor?!" he exclaimed, incredulously.

Perhaps he was trying to be funny? I remained silent. And I couldn't wait to recount the conversation to my husband and son later.

I guess I should give this dude the benefit of the doubt and trust his gaffs were bad attempts at humor. Or perhaps he, too, was just "trying to act cool," sitting amongst three women at a boys' basketball game. (And let me tell you, the girlfriend sitting next to me is stunningly beautiful. If I were a man, I'm sure I'd be a bumbling fool too.)

It all puts to the test my favorite line from The Lord's Prayer, "Forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us."

Lord knows, I need all the grace I can get.

So rudest dude ever, I forgive you.


Gina & Tracy dish about rude comments and how they've learned to (not) react in this edition of The Real Botox Diaries.