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Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Making a plan

Last night I did the unthinkable. It's an abomination. It was a disgrace to all the hard work and nausea that I had endured for the last 4 days:

I ATE PIZZA

GASP! I know. It's horrible. But you know what? I made a conscious choice to go out and eat the tasty round treat. I thought long and hard about the consequences and the potential set backs, and I still chose to endulge. I feel good knowing that I went 4 days eating incredibly strict. I allowed myself to eat pizza, and I braced myself for the consequences and it's not so bad. The scale wasn't as nice to me this morning as it has been for the last 4 days, but I was prepared for that.

There, a cheat meal. I had one cheat meal and now I'm moving on past it. I'm not going to let it turn into a cheat weekened, or a cheat week. It was an endulgence, and I'm right back on the horse.

I have my food all planned out for today. While browsing the aisles at Trader Joe's, Bill and I searched for other high fat food options because quite honestly Ghee makes me ill just smelling it. We found that olives are a good alternative to nuts! Kalamata olives have a high amount of fat, a low amount of protein, and best of all they're free from the poly unsaturated fats that nuts contain. We also found some hard Havarti cheese that has 11g's of fat and 5g's of protein per 1oz serving. ANOTHER SCORE. My tolerance for dairy has yet to be seen. The paleo diet does not allow for dairy, but I thought I'd test the waters and see if it causes any issues for me. I realize that dairy is an inflammatory and can irriritate my gut, but it's something I really enjoy and during this initial phase I'm just focusing on getting away from nuts!

Here's my plan for the day:

Salad around 12:30PM
2 cups arugula
120g's blanched asparagus
8 chopped kalamata olives
2 chopped hard boiled eggs
30ml olive oil
15ml apple cider vinegar

snack at 3PM
1oz Havarti cheese
(Bill wants me to avoid snacking, so we'll see if I actually eat this, or save it for dinner)

Dinner at 8:30PM
8oz meat loaf
1T Ghee
Mega Dose Fish Oil

I'm not excited about having to put ghee on the meat loaf, but at least it's only 1T instead of the usual 2T. (shudders)

The workout tonight should be interesting. I have a mixture of 4 days of limited protein AND PIZZA running through my veins!
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Monday, September 7, 2009

Oh thank GOD

Thank you to everyone for all of your encouragement and concern after reading my pathetic post on Sunday. I am happy to report that I woke up this morning feeling 100% better. The soreness is still lingering, but the nausea is gone. THANK.GOD.

And no, Mr. Mohr, I'm not pregnant. :-)

I didn't get to participate in the workout today, but I'm not even a little bit sad about that. The workout had 2 miles of running in it, overhead walking lunges, and burpees. My lower back is still really mad after all those dead lifts last week, so I decided not to push it....Ok, ok...I just didn't want to friggin' run 2 miles. Ok? Are you happy? I STILL DON'T LIKE TO RUN A MILE.

After everyone was gone I thought I'd grab a quick workout just to kind of gauge where I'm at physically. I'm feeling a little weak, and my performance was definitely lame. I did:

400M run
50 squats
400M run
50 squats

It took me 9:06 to do this! I had to break the squats up into really small sets because my legs were like jello. Even though this wasn't a stellar workout, I'm still really glad I did it. It seems to have loosened up my lower back a LOT.

So yeah, I've lost 5.5lbs now, and I'm going strong! I didn't eat much Sunday due to the nausea, but here's what I managed to get down:

2 eggs + 1 yolk cooked in 2T of ghee (eat ALL the ghee...clean the bowl with a spoon)
30g raw pistachio nutmeats
2 splashes of Louisiana hot sauce
1 cup coffee

3 slices of orange

15g raw pistachio nutmeats
3oz meatloaf
1 tsp peanut butter
mega dose of fish oil

My skin is clearing up, which is part of the "good news" department. Hopefully 60 days of being uber strict will help me narrow down the food that makes me break out.

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Sunday, September 6, 2009

OMGIH8DAY3

I have officially hit the part where it sucks. Today started out great. We were going to hang out with friends, have a little bit of fun and really enjoy our holiday weekend.

AND THEN DAY 3 CAUGHT UP TO ME.

I'm already down 5 lbs from my Friday morning weight, so that is promising. However, I feel like total crap. My body is adjusting to the increased fat and decreased carbs in a way that I never expected. I'm highly nauseous, weak, VERY sore and tired. We went to the mall so Kate could use some gift cards, and we had to leave abruptly because I just felt awful. I'm sure the people in Macy's were horrified as they watched me walk past. At one point I think I had my mouth hanging open. Sexy.

Bill stopped at Sunset foods and bought me an orange and a bottle of water to see if it would help. I had 3 slices of orange, and it didn't seem to help. I fed the rest of the orange to Kate, and went up to bed and took an hour long nap.

I woke up still VERY nauseous, but I knew I couldn't sleep anymore or I'd never get to bed tonight. I have force-fed myself water with a lime in it, about 2 nibbles of meat loaf and 1/2 a serving of pistachios. I'm upright and typing this post, so it must mean I'm feeling a little better. Let's just hope this passes quickly. Ugh. Eating less protein means I'm more sore than usual...or maybe it was all those damn push ups I did yesterday.


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Back on the right track!

Any time I'm unhappy with what the scale says, I always go back to Bill.

Me: "Hey sweetie...um yeah. I need some help."
Bill: "You're perfect just the way you are but I can help." (puts on superhero cape and gets a plan together)
Me: (thinking to myself)"Ok good, Bill's got a plan. This shouldn't be too hard!"

Here's what my food intake looks like:

20g carbs or less (I'm allowed 20g's, but I've been in single digits)
54 - 59g protein - but no more than 60g
130 - 190g fat

Friday was my first official day following this quantity of food. It wasn't too bad, and neither was Saturday. I weighed myself this morning and I'm already down 3 lbs. SWEETNESS! I've been eating the same thing for 2 days now, because I know it will get me exactly to the numbers I need:

8oz meat loaf with 2T Olive Oil drizzled on it

Salad made with:
2 cups arugula
2 T Olive Oil
1 T apple cider vinegar
2 hard boiled eggs
120g steamed asparagus
1 serving walnuts

Ok, YUM. That salad is like heaven, but I think that's just because I like vinegar so much! Overall I'm feeling good. I did Team Barbie with Zach today, and our strategy sucked, but our performance was strong. I'm hungry, but nothing overly horrible! Hooray!

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Saturday, September 5, 2009

I don't like Kilo's birthday either

Ugh...My lower back fatigues so quickly, and I'm a big baby. Anyone who witnessed my pathetic workout attempt last night should be emailing me pictures of babies all day today. WHERE ARE THE BABY EMAILS!?

We started yesterday with some sets of 5 on dead lift

I did 65-75-79.6

Woo! 79.6 for 5 reps! I'm king of the world! Not. Having witnessed my brute strength, Bill thought I should go through the workout at 65kg's, even though I was protesting loudly. Here was the workout:

3 rounds of:
7 dead lifts
7 box jumps

and then 400m run

3 rounds of:
5 dead lifts
5 box jumps

and then 400m run

3 rounds of:
3 dead lifts
3 box jumps

and then 400m run

Yeah! High rep dead lifts! I complained for a few minutes about the weight, but figured I'd give it the old girlscout try. Well, I crashed and burned. I got 7 reps at 65kg's, completed my box jumps, and then returned to the bar only to find it was stuck to the ground. STUCK. I couldn't budge it. In a fit of frustration, I stripped off the weight bringing my bar down to 55kg's and kept going.

In the 2nd round the unthinkable happened. I missed the friggin box. My shin made direct contact at full force with the edge of that wooden box. I fell to the ground and CRIED. Bill came over to see if I was still in one piece, and even offered to get me an ice pack. I was determined to keep going, so I did my 2nd 400m run CRYING. I'm sure people driving by were wondering what that crazy lady was doing.

I ended up finishing in just over 22 minutes...which is really slow. I'm disappointed with my performance, but that's just the way the cards fell for me yesterday.

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Wednesday, September 2, 2009

EAT

I have been playing around with my protein and fat intake for the last 2 weeks....come to think of it, when am I NOT playing around with fat/protein intake???

Bill made me a deal that I could have as much fat and protein as I want as long as I stay under 20g's of carbs. SWEET! I've been enjoying copious amounts of meatloaf, eggs, steak, lunch meat and walnuts. I've felt full and satisfied, and the extra food helped curb my carb cravings. My times at the Fort have been good, and I've felt really strong.

BUT I'M STEADILY GAINING WEIGHT.

We're back to that old problem again. Why can't I just be lean AND strong? Sigh. It's back to the old dilemma of "what's more important? Your times in the WODs, or reaching that leanness you so desperately want?"

The truth is that it's a trick question. Carey Kepler, Lindsay Smith and Crystal McReynolds are top on my list of CrossFitters that I aspire to become, and they are all lean AND strong. They have their nutrition dialed in to the point where they have beautiful lean bodies, and they DOMINATED the games. So what's the difference? I think the difference for me is that I never quite break through the point where my performance picks back up again, even with smaller food allowances. They have worked hard and made their bodies efficient, and I just cry like a little b*tch and start eating more so I don't suck at the Fort.

Gotta get in the right mindset....

The workout last night was hard, but mostly because I am not good at thrusters, and Stacy was going kind of fast.

10 thrusters (40kg)
50 double unders
8 thrusters
40 double unders
6 thrusters
30 double unders
4 thrusters
20 double unders
2 thrusters
10 double unders

40kg feels pretty darn heavy for thrusters, and Stacy beat me to the jump rope the first 3 rounds. Fortunately, my double unders were almost all unbroken, and I was able to make up a little bit of time each round on these. I had to keep stopping to stretch out my aching calves, and this definitely sucked up precious seconds of my WOD. I think I finished in 9:09, but I can't say for sure. Stacy was hot on my heels and finished about 6 seconds after me.

Props to Brittany for going through this one Rx'd!


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Tuesday, September 1, 2009

No PR train for me

Why is it that I expect to set a PR every time I walk into the Fort? I have tried to convince myself that it's OK if I don't PR, because I'm no longer in "beginner land". Power Clean PR's are just so near and dear to my heart, that I'm DYING to get to 65kg's. Sigh...I'll get you next time!

Power Cleans:
3-2-1-1-1
Ended up tying my old PR at 62.2kg's.

Metcon:
7 rounds for time
3 cleans (50kg n= 85% of your SRM PR)
6 box jumps (31")
200m run

I liked this workout, despite the fact that it had running in it. I don't have my workout log with me, otherwise I'd tell you how remarkably slow I did it. 50KG isn't too bad for me on the cleans, and it definitely got heavy in about round 5.

One positive thing is that I learned how resilient my windpipe is. I slammed myself in the THROAT on my 2nd to last rep. The bar hit me so hard that I actually let out a little "ekchhh!" noise. It makes me giggle to think of how funny the noise was.

Ooh boy is that a lotta butt in this picture...

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