Oh how the times have changed. Two years ago I was waking up at 5 am to get ready for work. Followed by an hour long drive to a job where I spent 10+ hours doing something I didn’t really love. After a long day, I would drive another hour and a half to get to the gym for a quick, hour workout (something that I lived for daily). I dreaded waking up at 5 am. It was the worst part of my day. I hated having to be up “so early” for a job that I just didn’t enjoy. Flash forward to today. There are days throughout the week where I’m up at 4 am or earlier, voluntarily, to train with my partners. Many mornings I’m up by 5 and occasionally I get to sleep in until 7 (the highlight of my week). Our team is even training at 5 am on Saturday mornings which makes for a very long Saturday, I might add – but I’m loving every minute. The difference now is … I don’t dread it. Don’t get me wrong, when I first wake up and hear my alarm, I say “WTF” silently […]
I wish I was making this up. I really do. But I’m not. The FDA has approved a new weight loss stomach pump called AsprieAssist to “combat obesity”. The device is considered minimally invasive and includes a tube that goes from the inside of the stomach to a port on the outside of the abdomen. The pump is attached to the outside port as needed to remove about a third of the stomach’s contents at a time. So let’s get this straight. A person can consume their usual amount of too much food, and then pump out ⅓ of it after they’re finished eating into the toilet. Even better, to get this pump, they have to get surgery and continue to be under the care of medical professionals so that as they “lose weight” they can have their pump attached appropriately. From the article I read, the average person, defined as “very overweight”, who used this product during the clinical trial lost 46 pounds during the first year and another few pounds to make 50 pounds of weight loss by the second year. So, 50 pounds in two years with the f’ing pump. That’s ½ a […]
For every individual, mentally self-imposed limits are different. If you’ve been a lifelong athlete or been trained by the military, chances are your mentally self-imposed limits are different from those of the “average joe”. You’ve spent years developing your mental strength and you have learned to meet barriers set by your brain and then push through them.
For many of us though, CrossFit is the first “sport” we’ve played in a long time and being competitive in this field is a first. I know for me, growing up as a gymnast and then cheerleader, there were fears I had to push past when tumbling passes were challenging or when I split the beam (ouch). However, those self-imposed fears are nothing compared to the barriers I face with CrossFit.
You see, in CrossFit, more times than not I’m fighting a battle against myself. Sure, there are other people doing my same workout, and I would like to do better than them, but more than that, it’s my own brain that is limiting me.
Holy Moly Guacamole!
Word on the street, unconfirmed word on the street I might add, is that the CrossFit Games are coming to Jacksonville, Florida.
This makes me happy for so many reasons. Here’s my top three:
Reason #1 – WE CAN DRIVE THERE!
Reason #2 – More exposure for and traffic to Florida gyms
Reason #3 – The Weather
For years, Fia’s has been know as a Paleo company. However, they’re actually expanding their brand to include meals that aren’t just strictly Paleo. In fact, yesterday I had a pasta dish that was out of this world AH-MAZ-ING! I hadn’t had pasta in forever and it tasted so good. I was so fulfilled after the meal and it hit every craving I could have ever had.
For my family, Fia’s is a part of our weekly meal planning. It is dinner every night during the week and my husbands lunch most days (mine too from time to time). Before Fia’s there were many a night when I would come home after coaching, it would be after 8pm, and I would have to start dinner. If my husband had already made dinner, there were still dishes to do and a mess to clean up. Dinner was always such a chore because of the hours that I work.