Catching up

Hey there! Clearly I fell off the blogging bandwagon, and fell off hard. It’s been about a month since I last posted and while I’ve been meaning to get back life just keeps on happening. As much as I’d love to post daily, or even bi-daily I just can’t make that commitment and also keep my sanity right now. Some people can and that’s great, if you’re one of those people major props to you. For right now I’m setting a goal of two posts a week, sometimes three. Hopefully three 🙂

What have I been up to as of late? Let’s see… crossfit, consuming absurd amounts of coffee (although I have cut it back a lot), working, yoga, catching up with friends over the aforementioned beverage of choice, and the full time job that is recovery.

Crossfit has been awesome. I never thought I would find myself really only doing crossfit as my workout regimen. As much as I love obstacle course racing, CF is doing it for me right now. Although I told my coach yesterday I do want to get back to competing in races once my body is physically ready for that training load. Speaking of races, I’ve been reminiscing back to the 2012 Death Race and all the training I put into that.

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2012 DR “bib”. When racers were told to sew our race #’s onto our shirts. Duct tape and pink thread, how I do.

With crossfit my lifts have been increasing for the most part. Lots of bulgarian split squats, deadlifts, 1-arm rows, pull ups, squats. I’ve also been working on bench and farmers carries with my own gym time. While I’m still a ways from where I was and far from where I’d like to be that isn’t deterring me. I’m keeping focused and keeping both eyes on the ultimate goal.

Things have been much easier without school work to worry about for the summer. Classes start back up September 3rd and while I’m super excited to get back learning I’m also embracing having more free time to really focus on myself and what I want to be doing with my life. I mean sure education is important to me and I intend to go far with mine but I have other aspects to my life that have the same importance (if not more). It’s no secret my passion is fitness and competition. With being “off the playing field” for about a year now I am becoming more and more antsy to get back and kick some ass. Mainly just get back, ass kicking comes later.

The lack of school has also allowed for me to get in more friend time. Last weekend I met with a lovely lady for coffee, breakfast, and other shenanigans 🙂

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Downtown. My liquids of choice: coffee and water. Water in my bottle from Taylor. Thanks girl.

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Along with coffee I’ve been fueling with handfuls of this stuff. Tasty.

If you’ve never tried the Enjoy Life trail mix I highly suggest it. It’s fairly allergy friendly for those of us who need it but whether or no you have an allergy it’s good. Really good. I blame the fact it contains chocolate chips. Chocolate makes everything better. Everything.

Well, I think that is enough random mumbo jumble for today. I hope you’re all doing great and enjoying summer! 🙂

What have you been doing workout wise lately?

Ever tried the Seed & fruit trail mix? Or any Enjoy Life product?

Who else is on school break and embracing every.single.moment?

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Back to the grind

In my last post I was all pumped up and high on life, well I still am. Every day I’m excited for what awaits and I’m excited for where I’m going with my life.

As I said, I’m allowing my fear to define me I’m taking it and using it as fire under my ass to accomplish what I desire most. I’m starting to take more chances and create new opportunities for myself and my life. I’m learning every day to take a step further, and then a few steps, a hop, a jump, and finally a leap of faith. I know everything will be ok in the end even if it doesn’t always feel ok at the moment. Things in life have a tendency of seeming much worse than they actually are. I know I tend to exacerbate situations into the worst possible scenarios when in reality… it’s not that bad.

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At the end of the day, the most important thing is that you love yourself.

I’m GOING AFTER MY DREAMS.

I love sport, competition, and the natural high from it. For the majority of my life I’ve been involved in some type of sport. It just feels right to me. Competitive jump rope, soccer, track, Spartan racing, gymnastics, you name it. Ok well basketball was never really my thing. I could blame being 5 foot tall, but that’d just be lying and I don’t do that. Besides I’m positive there are plenty of 5 foot tall basketball players out there that totally annihilate the game… instead I’m going with it wasn’t a priority for me.

After the Death Race I took a decent break. Honestly, I feel off the face of the Earth in terms of the gym and Spartan Race. I had double stress fractured my left tibia and then relapsed into my eating disorder. Call it what you will but I over-trained and was stressed. I wasn’t able to better handle myself. I was lost.

Lost with what I wanted to do with my life.

During the healing process I began to develop and itch for competition. It’s still with me. The drive behind putting everything on the table and giving it all you’ve got, this is what keeps me going. Sport keeps me sane, focused, and full of life. After the Spartan VT Beast I didn’t finish another event… not the Peak Ultra, Ruck to Remember, or the Death Race. Something was missing. Was it laziness? no. Lack of experience? no. Lack of health? yes. Lack of taking care of my body? yes. Actually it’s almost event the very opposite of that. I was taking care of my body. I chose to not finish those events because doing so would be putting my health in critical danger – to be honest I shouldn’t have even signed up for any of them, but I’m stubborn. For the first time in my life I began to truly see I needed to take care of my body.

I miss unleashing my inner super-hero. Sound ridiculous? Insane? Sorry I’m not sorry.

I miss putting everything on the table and seeing what I’m made of.

I’m getting back in the swing of things. Back to where I feel that I’m supposed to be in my life, and doing what I’m meant to be doing. I’m back to the grind, focused as ever and working towards what I desire most. I’m ready to see what I’m made of. I’m declaring my inner super-hero be unleashed and able to rage.

I’m a full time student, I have two jobs, just getting into the world of Crossfit (and loving every.single.second), and full heartedly working on myself and my recovery. I’m stoked about what is to come and where I’m going with my life. Take it or leave it but I believe when we take care of our bodies they begin to do things we never thought possible.

 

Enjoy your day and make the best of it.

Coffee n’ iron

I had to say iron. I hate using iron as reference to the weight room. It sounds bad. I’m stopping now.

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What’s better than a good cup of coffee along with a little breakfast for some pre-workout fuel? Lifting fuel that is.

Lately I’ve been working with Wendler’s 5-3-1 program. Love/hate relationship. Where it’s nice to be doing lower rep and higher weight I’m still drawn to 5×5 or even doing my own style programming of 6×4. 4 rep lifts are perfect, as sometimes 5 is just too much but 3 doesn’t make you want to quit. I also miss doing more squats. They are one of the main foundation movements you know… Obviously you know that… Luckily the accessory exercises are kind of choose your own/modify, well I’ll be choosing to add squats in on deadlift day. Front squats. Hey there heavy loaded bar in my trachea. I’m bad at positioning. Actually my shoulders and elbows just need big time mobility work.

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I’m sticking this one out though, being a tough girl.

My goal is to increase my lifts. I want to gain my strength back after doing mostly cardio and higher rep functional work with the death race. My deadlifts are currently hand in hand with squats when they should be much higher. Weak back I guess. Lots of work to be done, weight to be lifted and food to be eaten. Food to grow. I can’t just live off coffee, although that’d be quite nice as it’s delicious.

I’m thinking about throwing up a “STATS” tab with my lifts and progress. Hmm probably will do Smile

 

Front squats or back squats? OR both?

Spartan Death Race

It’s been a few weeks since the race now, and has sadly taken this long to fully recap and process all that went down that weekend. The race was June 15th-17th. Yes almost three full days of fun.

I did not finish. I blame nobody but myself. I’m 100% happy with my performance and even just starting. I’ve learned some weaknesses both through the race itself and just the whole training process. I’ve also found some of my strengths. I believe it’s important to focus on the overall, not just strengths, not just weaknesses. If we focus all on our weaknesses it’s easy to get stuck in a lull. Balance people, balance.

The event itself was phenomenal. After I was done I didn’t want to just go home. I stuck around the remainder of the weekend #1 to wait for Ella to finish #2 just to take in the experience.

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Favorite part? Sewing our bib numbers onto our black compression shirts. Yes black compression shirt was on the gear list.

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Close by in ranking though comes sitting around in the pond full of what better than chicken poop.

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Now your probably asking why haven’t I washed the shirt? Well sewed on duct tape only stays on so well… I like risks but that’s just way too risky.

This years race theme was betrayal and might I say Andy and Joe (race directors) know their shit. We enjoyed some sign reading, people telling us to quit and a few other weak tactics trying to mentally break racers. I will give them props to keeping racers away from their extra gear, including food and water, for over 24 hours though. That’s tough. That calls for some drops, not because people don’t mentally have it but because you get weaker and sick. It’s not an excuse, it just happens. If you get sick bets are off, you do what you got to do.

Some of the tasks racers had to do were: chopping wood, filling a driveway with gravel, burpees, carrying concrete, carried slosh pipes/tires/kayaks, trips up and down the ravine, over 50 miles walked/shuffled, take an exam, rolled laps in a field and hay barrel stacking. There was much more but those are some of the good ones.

Most of the weekend is a total blur. I know it was fun, challenging and a valuable experience. I do know that it looked as if I were moving out.

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I will be back to race again whether it be for 2013 or 2014 I’m not yet sure. I should probably make up my mind on goals. Well, actually I have but I’m not telling anybody anything just yet Winking smile

Time to do work n’ hit new goals.