TYNA BLOG

I finally hit a proper squat and didn’t need a hoist to get back up. My glutes are waking up, my leggings are clinging in all the right places, and I’ve officially entered my Strong Girl Era. Who knew good form, a fire TYNA set, and a grudge against push-ups would be my glow-up combo?

Week 9: Burpees, Boob Sabotage & Pushing Through
Missed a week? Same. But I’m still here, sweaty and slightly traumatised by 40 burpees. This week was all about showing up, laughing through the chaos, and remembering why strong > perfect. Spoiler: sports bras have a dark side.

This week was less “boss babe in beast mode” and more “survived spin class by sheer willpower (and snacks)”. I didn’t crush every workout, but I did show up, sparkle (sweat), and rock my TYNA leggings like a champ. Progress isn’t perfect – and that’s the whole point.

Hormones, resistance bands, and a full-blown hummus meltdown; this week was chaos in activewear. But even through the tears, tantrums, and one (yes, ONE!) unassisted pull-up, I’m still showing up. Just about. Come for the relatable rage, stay for the protein pancakes and pep talks.

Staring down a sea of gym pros in their slick matching sets, Jules nearly ghosted the gym this week. But armed with banging tunes and a whole lot of TYNA attitude, she pushed past the fear, smashed a treadmill session, survived an accidental Olympic-level rowing disaster, and discovered that confidence isn’t required – it’s built, one sweaty win at a time.

Sore. Sweaty. Slightly smug. Week 5’s got me flexin’ in the mirror and actually enjoying the ache. I didn’t eat the kid’s nuggets. I booked yoga and didn’t cancel. The comeback’s officially in motion. Come feel strong(ish) with me

In Week 4, Jules decides it’s time to "eat like an athlete" – or at least someone who occasionally chooses salad on purpose. One big batch-cooking session later, she’s knee-deep in quinoa, emotional breakdowns, and real-life realisations that true strength isn’t always built in the gym.

Jules attempts a gentle home workout but ends up wrestling her sports bra, raging at the YouTube instructor, and experiencing a full hormonal rollercoaster. Still, she shows up, breathes through the chaos and learns that sometimes the strongest thing you can do is laugh.

Jules takes on her first proper class in years – beginner’s Pilates. It was meant to be graceful, empowering, and core-focused. Instead, it featured shaking limbs, mystery moves, and one very awkward moment involving a fart during ‘Happy Baby’ pose. Still, she’s booked again for next week. Progress.

Week 1: I Bought Leggings and Hope – Let’s Begin
After three years of couch life and chaos, Jules buys a pair of TYNA leggings and dares to take her first walk. What starts as a simple stroll turns into a sweaty, emotional awakening (with a solid playlist and some knee cracking). She’s not trying to bounce back — she’s resetting. Gently. Hilariously. One step at a time.