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Fitness Shoot

An old friend from highschool who does photography wanted to use my husband and me as guinea pigs for her first fitness shoot. I think we got some pretty cool shots!

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  1. DreamingofArnoldJuly 24, 2012 at 12:54 PM

    The tire shot is my fav! Looking great!

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  2. On The Road To StrengthJuly 24, 2012 at 1:25 PM

    That is cool!

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  3. AnonymousJuly 24, 2012 at 2:02 PM

    Holy cow girl! Your pics are a-may-zing!!! Def hard to pic a favorite b/c they are ALL so good! What a great way to remember this time in your lives.

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    1. LindsayJuly 25, 2012 at 2:30 PM

      Thanks! That was my thought, too. I will never compete, so I may as well have something to show for my hard work!

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  4. Melissa CunninghamJuly 24, 2012 at 2:24 PM

    oh wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    yall look amazing!!!!!!!
    the first shot is my fav,but they are ALL awesome!!!!!

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  5. KathaJuly 24, 2012 at 3:15 PM

    I love the photo with your husband doing the concentration curls! :)

    (First time that I'm leaving a comment :) But I love following your Blog!)

    Greets from Germany,
    Katha

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    1. LindsayJuly 25, 2012 at 2:31 PM

      Thanks for commenting! That pic is one of my faves, too. :)

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  6. AnonymousJuly 24, 2012 at 3:46 PM

    THESE ARE AMAZING! you look absolutely beautiful and so so strong!! I love the angle of the handstand shot!!!
    awesome job!! your hard work is so inspirational :)

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  7. UnknownJuly 24, 2012 at 11:51 PM

    You are awesome!! You look amazing and you're so inspirational :) My favourite shot is of you and your husband curling, too cute!

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  8. UnknownJuly 26, 2012 at 12:25 PM

    Tumblr worthy photos!!!! Very fitspirational :)

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  9. KarleneJuly 26, 2012 at 1:08 PM

    Really great pictures!!!

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