10# WB
Warrior Burpees
24" Box Jumps
Thursday, December 18, 2014
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
holiday binge eating
WOD: BOOTCAMP
I can feel myself slowly falling into the trap of eating the sweets "because it's Christmas." I can come up with a holiday or reason to eat a sweet any day. But, when it is the holidays and you know that New Year's is right around the corner and the New Year's Resolution follows that, who gives a sh**. I'm going to shovel is cookie after cookie and not pay any attention.
I'm hoping to have a little more control this year. For starters, I didn't do any baking. I've already gone to three holiday gatherings. The first one I carb loaded on lasagna and did treat myself to a couple sweets. The good news was I wanted out of there so I ate and left. I didn't have time to sit around and talk and continue eating. The second meal was so filling, I skipped dinner. I have never been so full in my life! No room for sweets. The third gathering was planned. I looked at the menu ahead of time and made my selection and stuck to it. No sweets.
Christmas Eve will be a little different. I am going to have fondue and will probably have more sweets that day. It's one day. The day will end.
2015 will not come with any crazy diets. I'm learning to love who I am.
I can feel myself slowly falling into the trap of eating the sweets "because it's Christmas." I can come up with a holiday or reason to eat a sweet any day. But, when it is the holidays and you know that New Year's is right around the corner and the New Year's Resolution follows that, who gives a sh**. I'm going to shovel is cookie after cookie and not pay any attention.I'm hoping to have a little more control this year. For starters, I didn't do any baking. I've already gone to three holiday gatherings. The first one I carb loaded on lasagna and did treat myself to a couple sweets. The good news was I wanted out of there so I ate and left. I didn't have time to sit around and talk and continue eating. The second meal was so filling, I skipped dinner. I have never been so full in my life! No room for sweets. The third gathering was planned. I looked at the menu ahead of time and made my selection and stuck to it. No sweets.
Christmas Eve will be a little different. I am going to have fondue and will probably have more sweets that day. It's one day. The day will end.
2015 will not come with any crazy diets. I'm learning to love who I am.
Monday, December 15, 2014
rest days
I had a soccer game Friday night and Saturday and Sunday were rest days. Rest = no time to get to the gym. We had soccer, wrestling, shopping and Santa on Saturday and Sunday we had church and wrestling.
It feels good to rest. Resting is a mental battle. Going to the gym or running has become such a habit that missing a day feels like I'm sick or something; it throws everything off. I have never figured out a good "rest routine" mostly because my rest falls on days that it's impossible due to other commitments to make it there.
A few things to do on rest days:
1. Sit on the couch. Recover.
2. Stretch. Roll out those sore muscles.
3. Light cardio. Swim, hike, bike, shopping.....
4. Enjoy a treat you wouldn't normally eat.
5. Nookie. That's right. Do it. It's variation. Work on your mobility.
Do your body a favor and take a rest day!
It feels good to rest. Resting is a mental battle. Going to the gym or running has become such a habit that missing a day feels like I'm sick or something; it throws everything off. I have never figured out a good "rest routine" mostly because my rest falls on days that it's impossible due to other commitments to make it there.
A few things to do on rest days:
1. Sit on the couch. Recover.
2. Stretch. Roll out those sore muscles.
3. Light cardio. Swim, hike, bike, shopping.....
4. Enjoy a treat you wouldn't normally eat.
5. Nookie. That's right. Do it. It's variation. Work on your mobility.
Do your body a favor and take a rest day!
Friday, December 12, 2014
cancer? Well, this sucks.
WOD: 3 miles
3 rounds for time
5 HSPU
7 Mason Twists (20#)
15 Box Jumps
I wish I was a better writer. I wish I was able to articulate every emotion, feeling and thought that has crossed my mind in the last 12 hours. More importantly, I wish I could describe to you the type of woman that I think my mom is and the amount of love that I feel for her. I will try my best, but it won't compare on paper.
At 1:39pm, I received the dreadful text. "I have cancer." I knew this was a possibility so I was a tad bit prepared for the worst. But, I was more than a tad bit hopeful that it was nothing and life would resume back to normal after my mom's doctor appointment that day.
But it didn't and it won't.
My chest grew tighter, the tears were flowing and the hate was beginning to creep in. I know it is okay to express the emotions but passing out from lack of oxygen, crying a river or punching something wasn't going to make this outcome any different. I laced up my shoes and I went for a run.
Running, crying, yelling, running, stomping, I did it all. Why? Because I could.
When someone comments on my determination, commitment or hard work, it's a compliment. It's a compliment because I have learned that from my mom. My mom is the strongest person I know. She will be a fighter. She will be a trooper and she will do it with all of the grace and dignity she has. Of course, all of this will happen as soon as she finishes running her marathons on January 12! Because she's cool like that.
Love you, Mommy. <3
3 rounds for time
5 HSPU
7 Mason Twists (20#)
15 Box Jumps
I wish I was a better writer. I wish I was able to articulate every emotion, feeling and thought that has crossed my mind in the last 12 hours. More importantly, I wish I could describe to you the type of woman that I think my mom is and the amount of love that I feel for her. I will try my best, but it won't compare on paper.
At 1:39pm, I received the dreadful text. "I have cancer." I knew this was a possibility so I was a tad bit prepared for the worst. But, I was more than a tad bit hopeful that it was nothing and life would resume back to normal after my mom's doctor appointment that day.But it didn't and it won't.
My chest grew tighter, the tears were flowing and the hate was beginning to creep in. I know it is okay to express the emotions but passing out from lack of oxygen, crying a river or punching something wasn't going to make this outcome any different. I laced up my shoes and I went for a run.
Running, crying, yelling, running, stomping, I did it all. Why? Because I could.
When someone comments on my determination, commitment or hard work, it's a compliment. It's a compliment because I have learned that from my mom. My mom is the strongest person I know. She will be a fighter. She will be a trooper and she will do it with all of the grace and dignity she has. Of course, all of this will happen as soon as she finishes running her marathons on January 12! Because she's cool like that.
Love you, Mommy. <3
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
a time of knowing nothing
WOD: 15 burpees
21 KB swings
12 pull ups
3 Rounds
Thanksgiving was wonderful. A tad stressful with the sports commitments and the traveling (3 kids and 2 dogs), but aside from my normal stress, it was a nice time spent with my family.
I crawled out of bed before extra early and bundled up. I was able to run 5 miles with my dog during a light snow shower. It was beautiful. I managed to only make one trip to the dinner buffet and two small pieces of dessert.
I find myself wanting to run more these days. There's something about being outside with the brisk air on my face and my feet hitting the pavement that makes me feel like I have some sort of control in this crazy life. The more I run, the more I can clear my head. The further I run, the more I know I can push my body. Sometimes I feel like the worries and stress will go away when I get back. It typically doesn't but for those few hours I am able to forget what's weighing me down.
xo
21 KB swings
12 pull ups
3 Rounds
Thanksgiving was wonderful. A tad stressful with the sports commitments and the traveling (3 kids and 2 dogs), but aside from my normal stress, it was a nice time spent with my family.
I crawled out of bed before extra early and bundled up. I was able to run 5 miles with my dog during a light snow shower. It was beautiful. I managed to only make one trip to the dinner buffet and two small pieces of dessert.
I find myself wanting to run more these days. There's something about being outside with the brisk air on my face and my feet hitting the pavement that makes me feel like I have some sort of control in this crazy life. The more I run, the more I can clear my head. The further I run, the more I know I can push my body. Sometimes I feel like the worries and stress will go away when I get back. It typically doesn't but for those few hours I am able to forget what's weighing me down.
xo
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