Yesterday was pretty successful! I received a lot of amazing support on social media from everyone and I felt really good about the decision I had made.
My fitbit died halfway through the day and my charger was at my Mom’s house from when I was staying there last week while she had knee replacement surgery. Her recovery is going SO well and she’s trucking around the house like a champ. I’ve told her to get up and move around once every hour, or after every couple of episodes on my Apple TV that I lent her.
So anyway, yesterday I drank 126.9 oz of water and felt like a whale (Fiance says ‘goldfish, not whale, because goldfish are cute like you.’ So adorable) by the end of the day on my way to the workout. I fit into the ‘in the zone’ classification on my fitbit caloric intake for the first time in a while. I worked out for my 60 minutes at the WOD and I slept like a rock last night. Today my fitbit is charging so my step count will be really low for the week, but I’ve been trying to get up and either go to the restroom or fill up my nalgene on a regular basis.
Immediate changes: After 120 oz of water yesterday, my engagement ring fit better than it has in a while! I had more energy and laughed a lot more at work. Though I did have to pee at all times yesterday, which is a downer, but I’m sure my body will respond much easier by the end of the week. The swelling in my feet went down and I fit much better in my danskos this morning, which used to cut into the front of my foot a lot more.
The workout: Last night was GI Jane: 100 Burpee Pull Ups. I did this shortly after starting Crossfit a few years back and I was 20 pounds less than I am now. It’s not a fun thought to think, but I knew a lot of things since then: I was stronger, I was definitely ‘fitter’ in the sense that I can lift more and have more stamina. But I didn’t think about how would be easiest to do this wod. I did the Burpee straight into a jumping pull up, when I should have done 10 burpees into 10 jumping pull ups. After 30 1:1 reps, I was burning out fast and so was time, so I switched to 10:10 and managed to finish the reps much faster. We were given a 15 minute cap and I got through 70. I finished 75 a few years ago and I have no idea what my time was. Regardless, I’m happy with the turnout.
Food: Instead of the pulled pork and sweet potato fries, I had two of the Chicken Supreme salads from Kwik Trip, two small bags of baby carrots and an apple. Total of about 600 calories. I came home and had an Outshine popscicle which put me into the perfect place calorie-wise to go to bed. After a shower and some searching for beer bottle koozies for the party bus on the wedding, I went to bed and didn’t move until I woke up this morning.
Started my morning late, unfortunately, so I was frazzled waking up. The humidity is insane right now. I poured out some Califia Farms Cold Brewed Almond Milk Coffee into my Ello bottle, grabbed two hard-boiled eggs and dashed out the door and made it to work just in time. I’m 32 oz in on the water front and I feel like today is going to be an OK day. No WOD tonight. No idea what’s for dinner, but salad for lunch. Happy Thursday, everyone.
I’m done being fat. I hate the derisive comments I make about myself and I know Fiance doesn’t like it either. I hate the way I feel when I have a cheat meal. I hate being naked. Or looking at myself in the mirror.
So today it ends.
I stepped on the scale this morning and wasn’t sad or upset- just disappointed. 253. I’ve never been so heavy.
So I’m doing a Whole 45. I’ll be doing strict paleo with a 1000 calorie deficit until August when I go in for my first wedding dress fitting. Ideally I’d like to be down 20 pounds by then, which is completely doable considering how many times I cheat meal on a weekly basis. Which is where the blog comes in.
Keep me accountable. I’ll post all my food and water intake of the day as well as my workouts. Fitbit will be helpful too; it’ll track my intake and outbound calories. I’ll get on the scale every Wednesday morning. I’ll be working out for an hour every Monday, Wednesday and Friday.
115 days until I walk down the aisle. I want to be able to send my dress in for a size down and I want to be able to not feel self-conscious about my pudge on the big day. I want my wedding ring to go on easily despite likely being swollen. I don’t want to be self-conscious and hate the pictures taken on the big day. I want to love me as much as Fiance does.
Day one: Wednesday 6/17/15
Breakfast: Coffee, two hardboiled eggs, two oz of Johnsonville Summer Sausage
Lunch: Bowl of homemade chili with pork, beef, onions, peppers, carrots, tomatoes, mustard and BBQ sauce.
Dinner: Pulled pork and sweet potato fries courtesy of mom’s kitchen.
Snacks: Baby carrots, summer sausage.
Water: At about 20 oz thus far today. Want to be able to refill my nalgene twice more by the end of the day.
Next grocery shopping trip: Friday after crossfit. Going to pick up nuts, almond butter, seeds and craisins to make a trail mix for when I’m hungry at work.
Here we go! Wish me luck!
Oh hi! Welcome back! I’d love to say I’ve been crazy busy but really, I’ve just be working so much that I don’t have time to think about writing for myself; especially when I write all day every day at work.
So I’m back. I promise. I’m also finally back into the groove of working out regularly after all the medical drama is over and all my stress and family obligations are also over.
I am working every day this month except for one day. Literally. I have one day off in January and it’s this Saturday. It’s coming at the perfect time because I’m exhausted and stressed and generally punchy and unable to find enough coffee to drink during the day.
Here’s a little bit of randomness to bring you up to speed on my last few months of quiet-time.
I’ve been making time to get to CrossFit but it’s about that time that everyone signs up for class so I get on the waitlist, resign myself to not working out and then, an hour before class I get the email saying I got in, only for me to realize that I haven’t had any water that day and I’m exhausted and oh I just got this shitload of work to do.
I made some CrossFit goals this year:
Bodyweight Deadlift (only 20 pounds short)
125# Clean and Jerk (I’m at 100 so far)
125# Back and front squat (115 and 95 each currently)
100# Push press (I think I’m currently at 80)
20 pounds lost from my body. I’ve gained 10 this year after losing the 50, which I know is normal, but I want it gone again. 170 is my final goal.
Last week was Benchmark week and, while I was feeling a bit under the weather and work was crazy, so I didn’t make it in until Wednesday for DT and Back Squat 1RM.
My all-time PR, from when I was still 234 pounds, was 115 pounds. When I lost 40 of the 50 pounds, six months later, I went down to 105 pounds. This past Wednesday, I finally went back up to 130. One goal down!
I also PRed DT by 3 minutes. Three months ago I put 65 pounds on the bar and finished in 15 minutes flat. I kept the 65 pounds and finished in 11:40. I was exceptionally happy even if my hands were in so much pain. The grip dies after about round two. I was still really happy.
I stayed out of the box on Thursday for church and sleep and went back on Friday for Deadlift 1RM and FRAN.
The Deadlift was great! My ultimate goal is to get bodyweight but 170 seemed really hard. When I finally made it up to 180, my form fell apart but I got the weight up without rounding my back. In 3 months, when we do it again, I really want to make it up to 190, meaning I’ll have more than a bodyweight deadlift if we go with my most recent low-weight, though I’ve gained some of the 50 pounds back.
I really strongly dislike Fran and not because she’s tough, but because I suck at both of the movements. I am not getting better with my pull ups and my thrusters are really low because we almost never do them. I was also dehydrated and tired and sore from doing the Deadlifts so, while my time three months ago with 45 pounds was 7:02, I finished in a piddly 9:48 and was not happy with myself. What a disaster.
Now, On the Paleo Front:
I fell apart during the holiday and didn’t really limit myself to eating what I wanted because it would simply be too hard and I was cooking most of the foods anyway so it was a bit of 100% paleo 80% of the time. But, by the first, I was ready to get back on the wagon and I did hardcore.
But. I soon realized how sensitive my body has become since I went Paleo. I was having dinner with my best friend on Friday at Chilis and had a Santa Fe Chicken Salad with a picante ranch dressing that usually is fine with me, but for some reason, an hour after finishing eating, I was in the bathroom with some awesome lactose reaction-ing. At least I felt skinny when going back to the table? So I’ve officially decided not to eat at Chilis anymore. Which makes me sad because I love their foods, but I just can’t make it happen anymore, I guess.
I’ve still been doing really well, though I may be dealing with some carb flu, which has always had a bit of a latent reaction for me. I’ve been ornery and have a headache every morning and wahh. I’m drinking coffee and taking tylenol and generally hiding away in a dark office and dark apartment and dark. Just lots of dark.
I have officially come to realize how much my body has changed. You ready?
It’s amazing how much the body can change in a year and a half. I am so proud of myself.
Weight at the beginning of the year: 196 lbs. Goal by the end of the year? 170 pounds. 26 pounds to go!
Looks like it’s about time to start talking Crossfit and Paleo again.
This weekend we will be cheating like mofos.
It’s been about a month since I did that.
There’s a hamburger stand down the street from Boyfriend and their last days of the season are this weekend, so we will happily go to the stand and wait in the cold for a greasy bacon burger, onion rings, french fries and maybe a scoop or two of homemade ice cream without all the preservatives that will potentially make me sick.
This is perfect timing, since we’re going to be doing a terrible chipper WOD Tonight.
“Why Not Be Chipper”
15 Power Cleans (145/100#)
25 Wall Balls
15 Power Cleans (145/100#)
20 Ring Dip
15 Power Cleans (145/100)
20 HR Pushups
25 2-fer lateral hops
15 Power Cleans (145/100)
20 Med-ball Situps
25 KB Swings
Ouch. Right? I’m already hurting quite a bit still from Wednesday when I tried and fruitlessly managed to get three inches off the ground on the rope. Somehow my ability to get half way up the rope died over the last couple weeks. Let’s blame the ugly socks I was wearing. Truly. They were ugly. Ready?
See, now here’s the thing. I really actually love this picture. Because LOOK AT ME!!! Wanna know what I mean by that?
That picture was from a little more than a year ago (August 10, to be exact) when I was a size 8.5 shoe, an XXL capri pant and a large men’s shirt. Today I’m a size 8 shoe, size L shorts (the orange ones above are XL, but I had them when I was fat and now they fit amazingly) and a size medium mens shirt. When the second picture was taken, I couldn’t even fit into the ‘women’s’ clothes. Now. Now I’m a size Medium.
I can do proper push ups (though, for timing sake, I still modify), can string together more than 15 wallballs at 10 pounds (getting smacked in the face with a 14 pound ball really isn’t my favorite thing, so I wuss out), I can actually do a 20″ box jump (though, after the plyo box won a couple weeks ago and for timing sake, I still do step ups) and I can do pull ups, even though they’re assisted; when I first started, I could only do ring rows.
Once I get home and have some dinner, I’ll be knitting the final rows of a sweater button band and baking some pumpkin bread.
Now, if only Reebok and CrossFit would make knee-socks that fit women with awesome calves.
I know it’s been a month since I last blogged… it’s been a month for all of my blogs… I’m not proud of it. But I think it’s about time I came out of hibernation.
The whole 30 challenge wasn’t as stellar as I was hoping, mostly because I had a bit of a…broken…ankle which stopped me from going to the box all that much, so I only lost about 7 pounds overall, and I’ve been struggling with it since then. I’m growing thinner, my chest is smaller and my pants absolutely don’t fit again.
I’ve been still strict Paleo with the exception of dark chocolate since the beginning of the year and my weight has been down since I’ve sprained my non-broken ankle so I’m not working out and being Paleo helps me lose the weight whereas Paleo + CrossFit means I gain weight… I’m sure I’m just not eating enough.
I made pancakes for dinner last night after seeing the recipe on Paleomg.com. She made banana, vanilla and coconut pancakes with a berry compote. I knew I had everything except for the vanilla bean at home and Boyfriend looked like he wanted to eat the screen they were so delicious-looking. I told him I’d make them for dinner when he came over on Sunday and I hoped they’d be amazing.
The recipe calls for two bananas, smashed (perfect, there’s 7 in the freezer), 3 eggs, 3 tablespoons of coconut flour, a splash of vanilla, 1/4 tsp of baking soda and that’s it!
When I made it, the batter was super thin, so I added almond flour to thicken it a bit and got it to a pancake-consistency but it was kind of a mess to make them. Paleo pancakes are much heavier and much more dense than All-Purpose pancakes, so they don’t flip and/or rise the way AP does. Some of them wound up being rather messy until I went to a smaller pancake size (about 2 inches in diameter at most) and was rather successful. They also need to be much more brown before flipping. Oh! and you need higher heat on the pan/griddle. Trust me on that.
We finished off the pancakes with some of the delicious sides made by Boyfriend’s best friend Jon and his wife Amanda for Christmas. I was so grateful that they made these things Paleo for us that it made the massage I bought her seem so mediocre. She created a wine jam, honey butter and lemon curd. Last night was the first time I’d opened the jars since we got them and it was all SO DELICIOUS. The lemon curd was so tart and sweet at the same time and the honey butter made my heart go all aflutter. The jam was the perfect consistency and mixed all together, the pancakes were just amazing. Boyfriend ate them faster than I’d ever seen him eat.
This morning we woke up and the first words out of his mouth were ‘I think you should make some pancakes for breakfast’ and kept insisting (even to the point of whipping the blankets off me and practically pushing me out of bed) until I was in the kitchen making the pancakes. I altered the recipe slightly in that I didn’t use coconut flour, but almond flour and I only put 2 eggs rather than 3 in the mix. It made the batter thicker right away and it was much easier to pour and cook. We used just the curd and honey butter and I wound up scraping up the remnants of it off the plate when the pancakes were all gone. Golly it’s good.
So now I get to digress:
My mom started Paleo (HI MOMMY!) at the beginning of the year and has since lost about 11 pounds and astonished her doctor when her cholesterol and blood pressure came back with increasingly normal numbers. The first thing I said to her when she told me this news? “I TOLD YOU BACON WAS GOOD FOR YOU!”
I’m a really great advocate for fat and bacon, to be honest with you. It’s weird that I tell people ‘eat fat’ but they don’t quite understand how good fat is for you. I mean come on… I wouldn’t be nearly 50 pounds down if I ate carbs. There’s a mason jar half-filled with bacon fat reserves, there’s always at least a pound of bacon and 12 eggs in my fridge and I willingly absorb the shock of groceries by shopping on the perimeter of the store. I don’t remember the last time I had bread…or white sugar…or milk chocolate. I no longer have migraines, I have more energy every day and I sleep way better at night. The pros outweigh the cons immeasurably when it comes to eating Paleo.
So when someone posts a status about eating egg whites with spinach and tomatoes, I think, “Where’s the bacon?” to which I get the reply “Bacon got me into this mess” which I just simply can’t believe is true.
Pasta got you into this mess. Bread got you into this mess. CHEESECAKE GOT YOU INTO THIS MESS!
Cut out grains, dairy, excess sugars– and eat clean foods fresh from the market and you’ll be amazed at how quickly the fat falls away to reveal the real you. This world is so full of processed foods or the new ‘fad’ foods to tell you how bad fat is for you and you shouldn’t be eating eggs or bacon because they’ll ruin your cholesterol when it’s simply not true. Take my mother for example: her blood pressure AND cholesterol are down because she’s eating clean; she’s eating bacon and eggs and she’s getting healthy. She ate carbs before and was on tons of medication to regulate her body… I’m willing to bet that in 6 months she’ll be off almost all of her pills and will just be taking fish oil and a multi-vitamin.
The cavemen had something going for them.
The Whole30 paleo challenge is going well enough. I’m down another 3 pounds since last Tuesday so I’m happily only 2o pounds away from my next, technically final, goal weight. I’m probably going to continue to lose more weight as it needs to come off, but I’m going to be so happy to be at 170. Then at least my drivers license will not be lying for the first time in my life.
I write this as I crunch down on some carrots that taste funky. (checking for expiration) Oops… they expired in the beginning of December. (stomach just grumbled) And into the garbage they go!
I’m meeting with the gals I used to work with at Kohl’s tonight for dinner at a sushi restaurant. I made sure the restaurant will have non-sushi things so I can actually enjoy my meal tonight and not have to cheat. I love the way I look today: This dress makes me look so slender and I feel great when I wear it. I’m also in so much muscle pain today from last night’s WOD that I needed to look awesome otherwise today would have just been a total disaster. I’m sure you ladies know what I’m talking about.
So onto last night:
I was really dreading this WOD when I walked into the box last night. I hate Tabata. With a passion. The starting and stopping is the worst part of this 20 minutes of hell.
For those of you who don’t know what Tabata is:
20 seconds on, 10 seconds off for 8 rounds. 4 minutes per action.
Before the WOD was the strength section where we found our 5-rep max. I didn’t find it, but I got close with a 75 pound 5RM. I knew my 3RM from a while ago was 80 and my 1RM is 95 I think from about two months ago. My thighs and sternum are slightly bruised but other than that I’m no worse for the wear. I loved hearing Tyler say my clean was good, too, as it’s on of my favorite movements and I know I do them well. It felt so great having that recognition.
Did I fail to mention I also got a Squat Snatch a week ago?! Elated, I tell ya! It was only with 35 pounds on the bar, but that was something I’ve been struggling with for a while. My squat-clean isn’t much better, but my front squat is lower than my power clean, so I have to work on that transition a lot more.
Anyway. The WOD:
Row for calorie
Your total rep count is the lowest amount of reps you did throughout the entire action. If your lowest calorie count was 6, that’s the rep count for that action.
I started off OK, with a 4 calorie row at the lowest, but killed myself on the rower to keep at 4 calories. My legs were shot before even starting the squats and got a pitiful 7. I knew pull ups would be tough so I got 3 and was OK with it. Push ups were evil as my shoulders hurt like hell from the pull ups so I got 7. Sit ups were just rude: 8. Total of 29.
I texted “wahh” to Boyfriend and he said ‘at least you’re CrossFitting tonight’ (he’s illin, so I hope he doesn’t try to WOD until it’s gone).
My legs were jello as soon as we were done. Actually they were jello after the rowing, but my muscles were twitching as I got up and made my way around, putting stuff away. My arms still twitched as I went to knit night and they finally calmed down when I sat down at the table and knit and finished the cuff to my sock (shh. We’re not talking about them. If I don’t talk about them, they might get done!) until I was hungry and went home to pork tenderloin and sweet potato mash. I went to bed early and slept deeply until my evil alarm went off this morning.
I got out of bed and HOBBLED to the bathroom. Quads hurt, lats hurt, butt hurt, back hurt, abs hurt, sternum where the barbell hit hurt, shoulders and triceps hurt. I felt like an 80 year old man with all the ailments I’m facing. I’ve been trying not to move all that much even though I know I should and when I do get up, I regret sitting back down. I’ve had over 60 oz of water and coffee today and the muscles are probably soaking up every ounce.
In any case, tonight is a skip-day for wodding (like I could wod tonight anyway!) so I’m looking forward to that big juicy steak and veggies. Hope you’re all starting your years off on a great note! Leave me a comment with your crossfit/paleo goals for the new year– I’d love to hear how everyone else is faring!
I’m sure I’ll have to meet her again. And I don’t know that I’ll want to.
She was cruel. She was sadistic. She had a TIME CAP. She was horrible. She took a lot of determination to get through. She required me to scale. And really get in my own head to keep pushing myself.
So now that you’re so looking forward to doing this WOD on your own: here she is:
5 rounds for time:
30 KB swings (75/55)
30 pull ups
Did you just shit yourself? Yeah I threw up a little in my mouth when I saw it on the whiteboard. We were told on Facebook to be prepared for multi-modal workout. I figured we’d be doing Murph or something. I wasn’t ready for this. I walked by to sign in and Tyler asked me how I felt about it and I told him pretty nervous. He then told me to scale the running to a 400m run as I’d be able to actually finish then. I grabbed the last bell under 35 lbs, which was an 18ish pounder. It would be easy but I knew the rest would be tough.
I wrapped my cowl around me, stuck my ipod in my ears and headed on the run, much slower than everyone else, not that I cared. Motion City Soundtrack, Anberlin, Alkaline Trio and Modest Mouse blared in my ears so I focused on the beat of the music and my breathing and just kept moving. I came back into the gym with a 2:42 run, more than 45 seconds faster than my previously timed 400m run. It was a great way to start.
KB swings over, I approached the bar and my black band. Did I mention I only got banded pull ups a week and a half ago? And the most I had done previously was 26 in a WOD? Yeah… I’m a little nervous, to say the least. I narrowed my grip to use my biceps more and stayed as strict as possible while paying attention to my grip so I wouldn’t fall off the bar– it’s a fear of mine.
The second run was a little harder as I powered through the pull ups. I got a cramp in my side and had to walk for about 50 feet, but quickly started running again, unwilling to puss out and walk a round. It would kill my time otherwise.
I started kipping with the band. It was hard– The free foot kipped while I used my arms a lot more. It killed my grip and my shoulders. I did sets of five… then sets of three… then sets of two. Every time I’d get to five I’d step back on the box and rest for five breaths and pick up where I left off.
At 45 minutes, the time cap set on us, I had five pull ups left. I finished with a time of 45:27. I collapsed on the floor, created a sweat angel and found my fingers were numb. Gripping the steering wheel on the way home was harder than it should have been. Hell, even gripping my phone was tough. Eventually the feeling came back in my fingers and I managed to make it up the stairs to my bed an hour and a half earlier than I usually do.
The next morning, showering proved to be the most painful experience ever. I couldn’t wash my hair without my hands hurting and my shoulders screaming at me in resistance. I was sore all day. And the next day. I finally felt relief by Saturday.
The big thing I took from Eva is that determination with finishing a WOD. It wasn’t about finishing RXed because there was no way I could do a 55 pound kettlebell swing yet, but it was about knowing I was willing and able to actually finishing near the timecap and be able to do all the running unbroken and all the pull ups banded and having that determination to not give up or walk out of the gym before the WOD even started. It was about not being afraid my hands would rip, or that I couldn’t do the pull ups. It was pure determination that my body has gone through these changes and has become so much stronger and leaner and it’s about time I finally see results.
Wednesday night I did 150 pull ups. And I ran over a mile. And I didn’t give up. I didn’t stop. I showed up. I endured and I am better for it. And that’s what matters.
It’s been tough trying to dress myself professionally for the last few weeks.
Mostly because I have no clothes in my closet.
OK so this isn’t totally true– I have plenty of clothes, but my lack of shirts is becoming harder to ignore as I have to keep throwing more and more into the goodwill pile. Plato’s Closet, sizeist assholes that they are, won’t take my fatty clothes as they don’t “cater to that demographic” which pisses me off to no end , so the giant garbage bags of clothes, shirts, jeans, jackets and dresses are left to languish in the trunk of my car.
Currently hanging in my closet are the following:
– About a half-dozen nighties including a very large long-sleeve dress for winter.
– 3 slip-and-flowy dresses.
– 5 kimono dresses. Unsure of their fit.
– About a dozen full-length cardigans
– 6 or 7 shrugs or boleros
– Two or three pullovers
– One robe I almost never wear
– 2 pairs of dress pants, one with a split ass (note to self: Overhead Squats in dress pants don’t mix)
– Workout clothes: Doesn’t count toward wardrobe, though the pants don’t fit anymore…
– Two pairs of booties, two more heels that are probably half a size too big now but I wear them anyway, two pairs of boots, one of which are too big, Inov-8s(Don’t count) and one pair of peep toe canvas shoes that don’t fit either, plus TOMS, flip flops, Vans and Chucks. All completely irrelevant.
– Oh and two pairs of men’s shorts that don’t fit anymore either.
Please note how almost everything in said list doesn’t fit anymore. The cardigans and tank tops and new pants are pretty much it. I’m frequently wearing black pants, tank tops and a cardigan to work. Or leggings and a dress. It’s kind of repetitive. And not very stylish.
Now I know what you’re saying: OH THAT SOUNDS LIKE SUCH A TERRIBLE PROBLEM TO HAVE with a healthy dose of sarcasm, but here’s the rub: I haz no moneys.
Plato’s closet took a pair of flats that are so old and disgusting from wearing them regularly and a pair of red hooker heels I have never worn without pulling a calf muscle, an ELLE skirt I never wore because it turned out to look too slutty when I was fat and now it doesn’t fit and a hooded jacket that confused the hell out of me for its choice. They gave me 20 dollars after insulting me and I walked away with my two bags of clothes and shoes and sent them bad juju.
They also didn’t have any jackets that were a: In good condition enough to be worn at the price they were trying to sell them (See holes in pockets and missing buttons), and b: Properly sized to fit. So annoying. I’ll make do until I find a real winter jacket as my old ones are FAR too big so I put them in the pile to now go to Goodwill.
This honestly is just me being a complainer. But the fact that I look like I’m wearing garbage bags in some of my stuff, means I need to go shopping. It’s just tough when I have no funds in which to successfully shop for quality clothing. I’ll be hitting up Marshalls for some cheap-as-hell nice-looking clothes.
I’m back! Yay!
Three weeks ago it was my back, last week it was my head. I would love for things to be 100% again! So here’s a quick catch-up.
I got two cortisone shots in my lower back, the second one hurt like hell but my back is feeling MUCH better. I’ll be visiting my Chiropractor much more often in the hopes that he can aid in strengthening my back. I’ve also been doing some planks and minor working out since being off CrossFit to help strengthen my core. I think I’m ready to get back in the box.
Last week was the major heat wave in Wisco and my brain didn’t seem to want to recover from it so I’ve had a migraine since the beginning of the month. I thought it was everything but just a run-of-the-mill Migraine so I even went to the ER on Tuesday for heat exhaustion where they pumped me full of fluids and, when my BP dropped to a ghastly 80/55, they gave me Gatorade and told me to keep drinking it as long as the heat kept up and especially if I was working out. I did as I was told, though I knew Gatorade wasn’t Paleo and it wasn’t really all that good for me since the sodium levels are so high in Gatorade that it counteracted the liquids I was consuming. I drank it anyway, alternating it with water. A couple days ago I bought a case of Vita Coco Coconut Water from GNC and I’ve been drinking that as well since it’s just as good as Gatorade for electrolytes and it has potassium which helps your muscles retain water and keep from cramping up. It’ll be perfect with water while working out this summer.
I finally caved and saw a neurologist on Friday and she put me back on the preventative medication I was on in high school and the headache is tapering away so that’s good! I can finally stand to look at my computer screen without wanting to vomit, so I’m viewing it as a plus. I’ll be heading over to the Chiro again today to get a few good pops in my neck in the hopes that Chiropractic and medications will help the migraines go away faster.
I stepped on the scale last week and stared at the scale in disbelief. I had lost 20 pounds. In four weeks, essentially. I weighed in at the first day of June Elements at a dismal 234 lbs. I knew it wasn’t my best weigh in after having had a ton of food before the workout and I had been consuming water like a camel. I weighed myself in the morning, wearing a sun dress, having nothing in my system only to find that I had lost 20 pounds from Paleo and five classes of CrossFit. I was astonished. Amazed. Completely flabbergasted. I could see losing 20 pounds in six months, and I had done that in the past, but one month?! I was floored. I immediately told Boyfriend and he didn’t know what to say. I did a happy dance on the stairs and went to post my happiness on Facebook. We went to a baseball game with Boyfriend’s parents and I cheated with beer and a brat and an ice cream sandwich(the ice cream froze my headache away for a minute or two) and then we just kept cheating for the rest of the week as the aspect of cooking in 100+ degree heat was so not what we wanted to do that we just ordered Buffalo Wild Wings. Not the WORST cheat, mind you, but still a cheat. I weighed myself again this morning and, after dialing back in for the last day and a half, I’ve neither gained nor lost any weight. I’m amazed. In the past, eating like I used to (non-paleo, that is), I’d have gained five pounds by now. Now my body is so used to burning fat and protein at an accelerated span that I feel like Paleo just got easier to achieve! I don’t need to obsess anymore. I know my body is doing what it’s supposed to be doing.
July 1 started a 30 day challenge through Badger CrossFit where Tyler challenged us to do 50 Push Ups and 50 Sit Ups every day this month. Boyfriend and I did them on the First but the migraine kept me from doing it until last night and Boyfriend was taking care of me so he didn’t do them either. Last night I talked him into it and we did it again. I showed him up by doing 73 sit ups and 70 push ups in the same time it took him to do 50 and 50. It felt so good and the little nagging headache I’d had through the day was gone after we were done thanks to the endorphins and adrenaline.
Tonight is Day 1 of July Elements which means I get to redo Ben!
For anyone who forgot… “Ben” is:
When I went to the ER, they gave me a shot of Toradol painkiller in my bum and the injection site still hurts and I don’t want to do any damage to my back so I’m still going to request that I Row instead of Run, which I’m sure Tyler will have no problem with. This will also give me a chance to compare my time to last month. June 2 I had a time of 9 minutes flat. Tonight I want to peel off at least a minute from that time. I know I can do 10 push ups in 20 seconds as Boyfriend and I do the 50/50 Tabata Style (20 seconds on, 10 seconds off) so I have confidence that I can get it all done in a decent time.
Oh! I also forgot to mention I got tickets to the CrossFit Games!!! Boyfriend and I are flying to Carson, CA. on Thursday to watch the fittest men and women in the world compete! I am so excited and hope to get an Elisabeth Akinwale shirt as she’s my favorite athlete and my inspiration for starting CrossFit. When I saw her Snatch 270 lbs easy… I was sold. Tickets sold out the day I was going to buy them so I had to buy them for an insane amount on eBay but I got tickets and now I’m headed to Carson and I couldn’t be happier.
This was supposed to be a quick catch up? Wow! I’m sorry! Not quick, I guess! Tonight’s dinner before Elements is a giant steak I grilled up yesterday and some grapes. Nothing too extravagant but it’ll fill me up and fuel me for a sweating. Happy Monday, all!