tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69561824153544119482024-03-13T08:38:01.304-04:00Life is what you make it.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-76026373643154394052011-08-11T20:50:00.000-04:002011-08-11T20:50:43.002-04:00DBs, gyms, and just plain weird meal timing...Not much to report today. Had a good shoulder/chest lifting session today, but I maxed out the dumbells, so I have to figure out a different way to go. For some reason, I really suck with this particular shoulder press machine and did better with DBs, even though at Nina's I preferred the bar to DBs. Who knows... If I can't find a box that works out near the new apartment, I might have to opt forAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-17272485150765664982011-08-10T21:41:00.002-04:002011-08-11T20:10:53.732-04:00Moving = Active Recovery?Not sure if packing and moving boxes actually counts as recovery, but it was some pretty good activity for the day. Please note, however, that I HATE moving. Got a lot accomplished today, though... (All boxes packed today!) In other news, all's well on the paleo front. The "carb flu" is long gone, and though some things sound good occasionally (mostly froyo, dark chocolate, and cheese for my Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-36471564702819023642011-08-09T19:12:00.000-04:002011-08-09T19:12:59.107-04:00Death by BurpeesWent to CrossFit Arlington tonight, and I have to say, it's not my favorite. The "head" coach was helpful and inviting, but the girl running the session just didn't do it for me. I didn't get the idea that this place was as inviting as TSAC (in SoCal) or Potomac. I think some of the problem is that this place is a MMA facility, and CrossFit seems like an afterthought. So that's a no-go, but I Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-80707811190748904132011-08-08T22:50:00.002-04:002011-08-08T23:11:53.258-04:00Paleo WORKS.Today is Day 8 of my Whole30 Challenge, so having completed a full week, I weighed in and checked BFP this morning. (I know some say not to do so during a Whole30--just before and after--but weekly is a good first step for me.) I'm pleased to be back where I want to be and to have seen a BFP reduction, which I can actually SEE already. No lie...I see changes in a week's time. I'm telling you: Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-42669195007843612022011-08-07T15:03:00.000-04:002011-08-07T15:03:49.920-04:00Humidity sucks. Cars suck. EMBRACE THE SUCK.Checked out Potomac CrossFit this morning and LOVED it. Tara was the kind of coach I like, but she's not there that often because she actually works in Manhattan during the week. Anyway, this was a big group for a Sunday morning free class, but I was pleasantly surprised that the coach noticed that I've done some WODs before. Now, I don't by any means call myself a CFer...but it was nice to have Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-46011469066675452512011-08-06T21:20:00.001-04:002011-08-06T21:22:58.417-04:00Goals: AugustAlright, yes. I realize it's August 6th. I'm re-committing to being accountable here, though, and I'm on the paleo wagon, so there's really no trouble to speak of.
You heard right. Today was day 6 of my Whole30 (31?!), and it's going well. I've found that it's actually easier for me to stick with 100% paleo because there are no excuses and there's no arguing with myself about whether to stay onAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-49509671256823166882011-07-31T09:57:00.000-04:002011-07-31T09:57:14.429-04:00Keep moving and you won't get sore.Truth: You don't get sore until you stop moving.
Soreness solution after 5 consecutive days of WODs, runs, double WODs, and strength-focus days: GO TO A WEDDING AND DANCE YOUR ASS OFF.
No, seriously...that's what I did last night, and it was a freaking blast. I'm considerably less sore than I probably should be today, but I can still tell that I made some progress toward "man shoulders" duringAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-32474750439898356502011-07-29T23:15:00.001-04:002011-07-29T23:21:52.199-04:00Double WODsLast night I had a crazy idea that I wanted to double WOD with Nina today...and crazy as it was, I loved it.
**WOD 1**
A) For time, 9-7-5 (reps of each, i.e. 9 pull-ups, 9 C&J, 7 pull-ups...), with 10 min cut-off:
-- Pull-ups (band)
-- Clean & jerk (65#) (Snatch was rx'd)
Time: 8min, weight as rx
**2 min rest**
B) For reps (as many as possible per skill):
-- 4 min: Thrusters (20# DB)
-- 3 min: Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-14773418629078238742011-07-27T23:51:00.001-04:002011-07-28T09:16:58.702-04:00Ninja's CrossFitIf I could make a decision purely based on fitness/nutrition/physical wellbeing, I'd move home just to train with Nina. Dead serious. I like the variety and surprise of every day, and I definitely can't complain about the coaching skill, either.
Alas, I can't really take that route right now, so I will have to scope out the CrossFit situation in DC. Planning on checking out Potomac CrossFit Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0West Allis, WI, USA43.0166806 -88.00703149999998242.989814100000004 -88.05315899999998 43.0435471 -87.960903999999985tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-81250723686789403622011-07-21T21:40:00.000-04:002011-07-21T21:40:55.568-04:00Home soon.Not much to report here today...getting things squared away to go home on Monday for a week. Looking forward to seeing family, some friends, and (of course) WODing with Nina and Julie! Then it'll be back to DC for a month of paleo, a week of class...and packing up to move!
**WOD**
A) Endurance: Run 1.5 miles
B) Strength
-- Lateral pull-downs, 10-10-10 @ 80 lbs
-- Lateral pull-downs, 5-5-5 @ Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-29130165137885479042011-07-20T19:03:00.000-04:002011-07-20T19:03:02.099-04:00Back at it.I was wrong about "Chelsea." No, really... I passed out afterward, sans dinner, then woke up in the middle of the night with legs that felt like Jello. Grabbed some thigh sleeves, passed out again, and upon waking in the morning decided that it was a good day for rest.
Proof that a rest day was a good decision: I ran for 5 mins to get to the post office so it wouldn't close before I got there, Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-86165184619880540292011-07-18T23:06:00.002-04:002011-07-20T16:27:07.937-04:00"I feel bad, like I'm interrupting your workout."...Uh, yeah, moron. That's exactly what you're doing.
Yeah, so this guy got in the middle of my "Chelsea" this evening...twice. Because apparently he didn't understand my look of death at the 8-minute mark, he decided to do it again at the 23rd minute. (I was grateful that he was quicker that time but still annoyed.) For once, I was actually only using one machine and just enough floor space (Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-39779831736687465692011-07-17T19:09:00.000-04:002011-07-17T19:09:33.110-04:00It's a beautiful day. (Bono reference not intended, but welcome.)I felt better just having had a paleo lunch (turkey burger salad with roasted red pepper) today...meaning tomorrow will be even better. There are a couple grain/dairy things I would like to use up or save for less-strict paleo periods that I will leave interspersed in the next two weeks, and I'm okay with that. I think it'll help me not feel completely deprived later and stick with the Whole30 Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-67922452730443344292011-07-16T22:50:00.001-04:002011-07-16T23:08:42.004-04:00Pantry primalization.Not much going on today. Looked at an apartment, went to dinner...the usual.
Not sure if I mentioned it before, but my right ankle has been annoying the CRAP out of me, so I'm trying to give it a little rest today. Instead of WODing, I just did a lot of walking around town today, and it's a little less annoying at the moment than it has been recently. I think it might be some kind of tendon/Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-24247566544540655312011-07-15T13:23:00.002-04:002011-07-15T14:41:44.717-04:00Screw it.No, really. Screw this. This is stupid.
I'm not going to force myself to eat crap that, in turn, makes me feel like crap...just because I spent money how many months ago. Really, that makes no sense! In the words of my economics professor (who knew I actually learned something in that class?!), it's a "sunk cost." I spent the money. It's gone either way. I can't make up for it now. So I should Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-86837443774432872822011-07-14T22:45:00.000-04:002011-07-14T22:45:21.248-04:00Experimentation.I can't remember the last time I've had this much grain in a three-day period. FOR REAL. Heck, I can't even remember the last time I had a meal containing pasta at all, let alone cooking it for myself.
Pretty sure I'm proving the difference between eating paleo and following "conventional wisdom," just in how I feel about myself. Today for lunch I really just wanted meat and veggies, and then Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-52683690763065996312011-07-13T23:45:00.001-04:002011-07-14T00:45:56.131-04:00Never going back.In a bit of a reflective mindset today, I think mostly related to the fact that two of my best friends (and baby and teenage son) are moving down to Georgia today. It's not so much about the distance because I don't see them often, what with my being in DC and all; rather, I think it's just that they won't be in Wisco anymore. It's kind of sad for me but is also a blessing.
As far as "never Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-77842104800778589502011-07-12T18:41:00.002-04:002011-07-14T01:27:52.101-04:00I need a change.All day today I kept thinking about how I wanted to try something new. A new gym, a new workout...something. This of course brings me to CrossFit, which I'm fairly sure I'm going to end up going all-in for once I figure out where I'm moving. I think it's the variety of having a new challenge each day that has me hooked to the idea.
I decided to go home for a friend's wedding and my uncle's 60thAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-11336442161304732372011-07-12T01:24:00.002-04:002011-07-12T02:15:52.849-04:00Decision Time.Alright, so I'm bad at making decisions. I'm into my second year of grad school and pretty much figure that when I get done, I will have another degree I'm not sure what I want to do with. It takes me over an hour to grocery shop, every time...even when I have an explicit list organized by department. And I can't book a flight without calling my mom first. But I digress...
I've decided I want Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-19181390353676335312011-07-09T00:08:00.002-04:002011-07-12T02:47:28.483-04:00Blog: Reinvented.So, I decided I want to start blogging again but chose to rework my old one instead of starting anew. I'm not sure why, but I think I wanted to focus on my life now...only, my life isn't brand new, just different from what it used to be. I want this blog to reflect the change in my life, so maybe continuing on the old blog will show the change I'm proud to have made.
I still very much love and Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-31675278440751604372010-04-19T01:17:00.000-04:002011-07-12T01:38:33.895-04:00As I Prepare to Throw Up......I will write this blog. I am so angry I could spit. And my mother taught me that young ladies do not spit. Well I'm no longer a young lady, and I'm going to spit on someone in particular. But before that, I think I am going to throw up because the knot in my stomach is so large. Now, let me explain a little about myself. I do not usually get angry...not like this. But I am positively Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-5767254069807668932010-03-04T21:23:00.002-05:002011-07-28T09:21:18.324-04:00Letters Like This = Love.Reposted with love from: http://fwinterns.tumblr.com/post/423949849/whats-private-must-be-public
What's private must be public
Below is a letter I sent my closest friends and family. Sean asked me to post it on the blog- this isn’t easy for me (I’m challenging my comfort level here); but, these days, nothing is. I apologize if the formatting is off- our (politely stolen) internet has been shut Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-18343158797503368112010-02-02T22:45:00.000-05:002011-07-12T01:39:46.742-04:00You.I came to a realization...I may not ever like any of your girlfriends. No matter who you choose, I may not like her. I feel a little bad about that because I want you to be happy, but you also have to understand how much I miss the way things once were and the way I miss you. But more than anything, I really would do anything to see you happy. I just want to see myself happy, too...and I'm Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-87317937772266153782010-01-24T00:46:00.000-05:002011-07-12T01:39:09.420-04:00Gossip and Judgment"It's our job to help, not to judge." I heard this today, and then I got a text. I'll leave anonymous the content of the text and thus the identity of the texter, but it was...disappointing, at least. I thought we were past this point. No, I did not tell you X piece of gossip. That was told to me, in confidence, months ago. And, when one of my friends (or anyone, for that matter) tells me Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956182415354411948.post-50890310762060448572010-01-02T21:15:00.000-05:002010-01-02T21:43:52.706-05:00Dear World......You have problems. Yes, I'm just going to come out and say it. World, you have serious problems. I think too many people today are too willing to be passive and ignore this fact. And too many people today are too willing to say those problems are beyond them--that they can do nothing to fix you, World. Well, I am not one of them. My name is Kimberly and I am 23 years old...and by most Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15457724844298708951noreply@blogger.com0