28 March 2015

First week after break


This is true after any break. Monday is usually okay, then Tuesday comes and it all falls apart. Luckily I survived and made it to the weekend. The week didn't go exactly as planned, but it was okay.

Last Sunday, a coach at Crossfit showed me a new stretch for my back. Well, it ended up throwing my back out completely and putting me out for the whole week. I could not use my left leg for anything except walking on flat ground. I had a hard time sitting on the toilet. Yesterday was the first day back and it is fine now. But that threw a wrench in things for the week. I didn't go to Crossfit or walk the dogs much. But I'm better now and that is all that matters.

Today was the last WOD of the open. 15.5 was ugly....


Rowing for calories is no joke. It is harder than you think. RX for me was 45# on the thrusters. I did better than I thought I would, 17:41. Nice.

Eating has been pretty darn good. I took my breakfast, lunch, and a snack every day. I did have some snacks when I got home, I'm hooked on popcorn, but that's about it. No crazy binges or excessive eating. So that is definitely a good week.

The one thing that happened that bums me out is that I lost track of my assignments for Walden. I thought I was being so organized and on top of things, only to find out I had overlooked something. That really upset and has caused me to sit here all day working on assignments. I have some assignments for tomorrow too. I am determined that this will not happen again. I will be writing everything in my calendar and double checking it. Also, back to every night one hour. I let that slip a little bit this week and I have paid the price.

So, gearing up for another good week. All I can do is strive to be a little bit better each week.

22 March 2015

Wow, what exactly happened?


I began this week with a plan. A pretty decent plan. Then I forgot the plan. Then I wasn't even close to the plan. Then I got comfortable. Then the week was over. I need to lose some fat, I just haven't been focused enough on it. But I think I've finally figured it out. I've been reading all week and I think people say to not count calories because that is how you build muscle. You can't lose fat and build muscle at the same time. You have to do one or the other and they are two very different processes. It's called bulking and cutting. When bulking you eat a lot and lift a lot to build muscles. When you are cutting you eat in a deficit to reduce your body fat. I get it. I finally really get it. So I need to cut. The thing is, you can't cut forever. You have to cut for a few weeks, then slowly add calories and bulk a little, then reduce your calories and cut again. I understand. All those bits and pieces I've read over all the years finally seem to be coalescing into some sort of sense. So I'm going to count calories and cut. I'm going to eat at 1500 calories for the next 3 weeks. Then I will up my calories to 1800 for one week. That will be one month. I will then assess how I feel. If I feel good, I will continue to do that. If I lose some weight, all the better. I just want to feel good. So that is the plan for the next month. More importantly, for the next week 1500 calories. Nothing is off limits, including sugar, if I have the room for it in my calories. Okay, I think I have a good idea on what I'm doing now.

And break is over


Today will be spent getting ready for tomorrow. Laundry. Food prep. Shopping. etc. I'm sad but I'm okay with it too. At my last school, returning from a break involved a whole lot of anxiety. With the crazy bitch running the place, you had no idea what you were going to return to. It was a running joke among the staff, who got fired this time??? Thank god the place I'm at now is much more sane. It is run by normal people and returning from break does not cause my blood pressure to rise. I was talking to another ex-employee of the insane asylum and we agreed, when you leave there you suffer from a type of PTSD. Seriously. It took me a good 6 months to realize that the new place was normal and I didn't need to live in fear like before. Insane. Enough of that. Thinking about that place makes me incredibly thankful that I'm out, but also makes me wonder what the f*ck was wrong with me that I stayed 5 years. I was definitely the insane one there. In my defense, I tried every year to leave. I think working there taints you and no one else wants to hire you. What the head honcho doesn't realize is that everyone knows how insane she is. She is the only one who doesn't know. Anyway, moving on. Not sure how I got on that topic. I try to avoid thinking about that place because it was like a nightmare.

So break is over and it is back to school tomorrow. I'm kind of anxious to get back, the sooner we get back, the sooner we are done for the year. We have 9 weeks left. Those will fly by.

Today though will be chores, chores, chores. Getting ready to return to school. There were somethings over the break that I didn't get done. Oh Well. Life is like that sometimes.

I started this post because I felt like blogging, but then that rant in the first paragraph just took it out of me. I'm done now. I'm going to start things rolling so I'm not working until 8 pm tonight. Need to get to bed early so I can get up early....

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