Lashara Wood

Lashara Wood Your big sis in all things wellness and strength! Build lasting habits, craft a strong body and level up your lifestyle.

I am a Personal Trainer, Yoga Teacher and Mindset Coach helping you find your fiercely fit, mindful and resilient self. My biggest ambition is to enable people to feel confident with exercising, eating well and to move more fluidly through life. So that it becomes a lifestyle and part of who they are. Through my own experience and knowledge, and as a qualified professional in the wellness space for the past 3 years and in coaching people in our community, my aim is to inspire others to engage in their wellbeing and help them feel strong, capable and fit.

01/12/2025

I’ve actually been waiting longer than six months for this run.

I bought this pram when I was eight months pregnant… then waited for Ivy to be born… and then waited again for her to be big enough to sit upright in the big girl seat.
And today, finally, we made it out together - me, Ivy, Bjørn and Whisky.

It was a lot easier than anticipated running with the doggos and the pram. I’ve been so excited about this pram because it means I can move my body, get the dogs out, and take Ivy along for the adventure. A win-win for all of us.

Today was only a short 3km, but it felt great to be out there.
And honestly, it isn’t about the pace or the distance, it’s about the shift in me and just showing up.
Figuring out how to move my body again, keep my dogs happy, and take my tiny human along for the ride.

I’m really excited for my running to improve, for Ivy to come on so many more adventures with me, and for the dogs to actually get the exercise they deserve.
And yay - she officially graduated to the big girl seat. 💜✨

Six months of Ivy and six months being a mama. 💜Ivy started crawling last week and it feels like everything shifted over...
01/12/2025

Six months of Ivy and six months being a mama. 💜

Ivy started crawling last week and it feels like everything shifted overnight.

She’s on the move, super curious, and suddenly this chapter feels less consumed with how to keep her alive and more about exploring. She’s sitting on her own, eating solids, and making us laugh daily with her new little quirks and determination.

And as she’s found her way onto all fours, I’ve been crawling my way back into movement, back into a bit of structure, and slowly figuring out some sort of balance. It’s far from perfect, but the intension is there, and I trust with time and discipline things will fall into place again.

Having the live classes has honestly been a huge help with being more consistent. The 30-minute strength classes, yoga, and just having a plan has kept me accountable through the chaos. It’s helped me rebuild momentum without pressure, and teaching again has reminded me why I love what I do.

That said, none of this would be possible without Woody. He’s been showing up in the small, consistent ways, making sure I get out for a run, watching Ivy during my classes, putting her to sleep while I climb, giving me space to move and rest when I can. And it makes all the difference.

We’re still not in a perfect rhythm (will we ever be?!), and I’m not back at work full-time, just a few hours here and there, but slowly building back up over the next few months.

And as Ivy crawls, we’re crawling too.
As parents. As individuals.
Figuring it out. Finding our feet. Showing her the world, one messy, magical day at a time.

If you’ve been waiting to try the app, now’s a great time. Classes start back tomorrow, and I’ve got two coaching spots open if you’re ready for something more personalised.

Come move with me — even if you’re crawling too!

My body has been through many seasons.It’s carried me through strength training, long trail runs, hikes, and climbing.It...
18/11/2025

My body has been through many seasons.
It’s carried me through strength training, long trail runs, hikes, and climbing.
It’s stretched to grow life.
It’s healed from birth and major surgery.
It’s fed and soothed my daughter, night and day.
It holds the weight of new motherhood - and the weight of her, tucked against my chest while she sleeps.

Right now, my body is changing.
Sometimes tired (often in fact).
Sometimes aching.
Sometimes feeling unfamiliar in the mirror.
But it’s also steady. Capable. Still mine. Still here.

I don’t always love how it looks.
But I’ve made the choice, over and over again, to meet it with respect, not criticism.
To honour what it’s done for me. What it still does.
Because this body isn’t just my home.
It was her first home too. 💜

So I move gently. I rebuild slowly.
I multitask, rest, stretch, carry, feed, and recover.
And through all of it, I come back to this truth:
My body is not broken. It’s becoming. And I am rediscovering my body and me through the lense of motherhood.

Matrescence — the becoming of a mother.I’ve been thinking about this quite a lot lately, the process of becoming a mothe...
06/11/2025

Matrescence — the becoming of a mother.

I’ve been thinking about this quite a lot lately, the process of becoming a mother. How it’s beautiful, raw, humbling, consuming, but at times, lonely and heavy.

Lately, I’ve felt like I’m starting to really find my feet as a mum. And while I’ve had some low lows, I’ve also had some incredibly high highs. Part of that is because my recovery has been slower than I expected. I’ve been struggling with pelvic girdle pain, rebuilding my fitness, and reconnecting with a body that once felt so capable.

It’s hard when being active isn’t just something I love, it’s part of my identity, my work, my rhythm.

But then I remind myself: this body was someone’s home.
It grew a human. It feeds her. It’s the place she naps, the place she feels safe. I’m her food, her comfort, her love, her whole world — and right now, she is mine.

I always said I didn’t want motherhood to become my whole personality, but the truth is, it’s changed me so deeply that I’m still figuring out who I am on the other side.

My body has been stretched, and so have my emotions. I have scar tissue, a caesarean shelf, and I’m fatigued most of the time. My body feels new — remade. But maybe that’s the point. I am new too, slowly learning to come into the world as this version of myself.

There’s a yearning that sits alongside the joy, a gentle longing for the version of me that existed before, and a grief for the mother I never had to guide me through this.

Being a motherless mother means I’m building my map as I go, pieced together from the women who’ve shown me love, strength, and tenderness over the years.

It’s been emotional, raw, and full of lessons.
It’s been all-consuming.
And yet, becoming a mum feels like the most natural and beautiful thing I’ve ever done.

03/11/2025

It’s strange how motherhood reshapes time. The rhythm of my days has changed quite dramatically. No longer measured by hours, but by moments - a nap, a feed, a breath between, and sometimes an outing.

This was what a Tuesday looks like atm on maternity leave, though it hardly felt still. I try balance out the home days with active outings so that I can get some movement and a change of scenery, and on Tuesdays it’s yoga, climbing and an app workout that I teach.

Ivy slept against my chest for most of the yoga class with , and when she woke, I spread a blanket on the floor beside my mat, and she watched the room with wide, curious eyes.

Afterwards, I stopped by the climbing centre .11. She napped again while I climbed a little, slowly, tentatively and with great difficulty - attempting to reclaim small pieces of myself.

By evening, after teaching my class and pumping, I realised how much movement has become a thread that pulls me back to myself. It’s not about intensity anymore; it’s about presence.

I read a line recently that said, “Children enjoy their childhood as much as mothers enjoy motherhood.” And it stuck with me.

It reminded me that our worlds are woven together. Ivy’s joy, her sense of safety and wonder, grows from the energy she feels in me. So I’m learning that tending to my own happiness isn’t separate from caring for her - it’s part of it.

I want Ivy to grow up with a mother who feels at home in herself, one who sometimes finds it hard to leave the house but goes anyway, who keeps showing up even when it’s messy or imperfect, and who understands that the way we move through our days becomes the way our children see the world. Joy, too, is something we model and practice, a quiet discipline, a choice made again and again, for both of us.

I often get asked how I make my salads so tasty.For me it is all about texture and balance. I want something that tastes...
28/10/2025

I often get asked how I make my salads so tasty.

For me it is all about texture and balance. I want something that tastes fresh, crunchy, creamy and satisfying all at once.

I always start with a crunchy slaw (the one is my go to, if they ever want to sponsor me I will happily say yes). Then I add some greens and a carbohydrate like couscous, rice, bulgar wheat or sometimes roasted sweet potato or butternut.

Next comes the healthy fats, avocado, feta or both, and a good protein like chicken, steak, fish or tofu. I finish with a handful of seeds for crunch and all their goodness like pumpkin, sesame or sunflower - or all of them!

For the dressing I keep it simple. Either olive oil and lemon, or my favourite, a creamy mix of mashed avocado, olive oil and lemon. And if I’m feeling saucy the honey and mustard dressing from Woolies again… 👀

Salads don’t have to be boring. When you build them with colour, texture and flavour they become tasty and nourishing!

What’s your go to salad combos?! 🥗

27/10/2025

Five months postpartum and recently I lifted 80kg for the first time in years. 🏋🏼‍♀️

It’s been a slow burn getting back into training, humbling, messy, and at times frustrating. I’ve still got pain that flares up through my inner thighs and groin, and honestly, I’ve realised that postpartum recovery is not to be underestimated, even if you were strong or well trained before pregnancy.

I started back with just two workouts a week and have slowly built up to four, two of my own strength sessions and two classes that I teach live on my app. Those shorter, quicker workouts on the app have helped me rebuild consistency and stamina, while my PT sessions are focused more on strength. The two complement each other well and have made such a difference in helping me feel strong again.

So this post is a little self indulgent moment of celebration, because things are slowly starting to come back.
Three reps at 80kg, inching my way toward that 100kg lift again… even if it takes time!💪🏼

Here’s to slow progress, small wins, and rediscovering strength one session at a time.

22/10/2025

My journey with reusable nappies has been a slow integration, not an overnight conversion. I didn’t wake up one morning and decide to go full “crunchy mum”. It’s been gradual, imperfect, a little messy and surprisingly rewarding.

I started 50/50, switching between disposables and reusables. Now, weeks later, we use reusables most of the time, with disposables only overnight. It’s a rhythm that works for us.

The biggest game-changers? Installing a simple bidet I found on , and shifting my mindset from “this is icky” to “this is impactful.” Every reusable nappy means less plastic on my baby’s skin and less plastic in the world. It’s sobering to think that a single disposable nappy can take up to 500 years to break down. The average baby uses about 5,000 nappies before potty training, which is roughly a quarter of a tonne of plastic-lined waste that will outlive us all. Switching even part-time to reusables makes a quiet, lasting difference.

I bought most of our nappies secondhand from other mums, all brand new, just never used. The one thing they all told me? They didn’t have enough. Having a solid stash (around 25 nappies) makes all the difference.

I’m still learning, I haven’t quite mastered the art of folding flat nappies yet, but I’ll get there. My favourite brands so far are (UK), , and (both South African). I use thin reusable cloth wipes too (also a great Temu find), warm water and soap - simple, effective, gentle.

Some days, I forget to wash. Some days, we grab a disposable. That’s okay. This isn’t about perfection - it’s about progress, intention, and finding a balance that works for you and your baby. 🌿🌍💜

16/10/2025

Monday mornings on the mat 🧘‍♀️

I’m so excited to start teaching an in-person yoga class every Monday morning at 8am in Pinelands at the beautiful , where I’ll be hosting weekly classes.

It’s been a while since I’ve taught face to face and I can’t wait to move, breathe and reconnect with a small, supportive group of people in real life. This class is about starting the week grounded, calm and strong while reconnecting with your body and breath in an intimate setting.

For me, it’s a great way to move my body, put my yoga hat on and take a step away from mum duties for an hour.

If you’re in the area, I’d love for you to join. Come roll out your mat and flow with us.

Mondays at 8am · Just Move Studio, Pinelands ✨

Book via the link in my bio.

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Monday 08:00 - 17:00
Tuesday 09:00 - 17:30
Wednesday 07:30 - 19:00
Thursday 18:00 - 19:00
Friday 06:00 - 12:00

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