Literally. #back2muthaland

Literally. #back2muthaland

#BacktotheMuthaLand tour begins now #Godisgood

#BacktotheMuthaLand tour begins now #Godisgood

Let the games begin! #14.1 #myheartdidntexplode #morethenIthougt #PRdoubleunders
The workout:  in 10 minutes as many reps as possible - 30 jump rope double unders and 15 snatches with a 55# barbell (meaning get it from the ground to overhead)
My thoughts on my first Crossfit Games Open Workout:
8:30am:  Glad I slept well last night.   
9:00am:  Crap.  All my workout clothes are dirty.  Gotta do laundry quick.  Need my #Strenf shirt for inspiration.
9:10am:  I better eat something now.  Not that hungry, too many butterflies in my stomach. Okay fine. Fuel. I need fuel. One egg and an Applegate Italian sausage. That works. Intelligensia Black Cat espresso with coconut creamer. Okay now I’m ready for today.
9:30am:  I better stretch a lot now. Plantars fasciitis flared up when I tried to run last week. On week 4 of the “fighter diet” and I had to add sprints to my regular routine. BUT my body just does not like running and actively works against me. Squats, roll out with lacrosse ball, calf stretches…what else?
10:00am:  How did I get sucked into work emails?
10:30am  I better leave soon. Don’t want to make Tim mad by being late.  This is not the day.
10:45: Driving over,  my butterflies are in full force. Why am I so nervous?  I’ve done this before. I can do this. Even if I spend the whole 10 minutes on double unders, I can still do this.  
11:00:  Seeing familiar faces at Crossfit Palo Alto. People in other classes, but ones that I see between classes or at other box events.  It’s nice to feel part of this.  A couple guys in my class show up. One of them is nervous too. He just did his very first double under last night.  (later he will do 90.  Way to go!)
11:30:  Here we go. I love the energy in the room. This stuff is just fun.  I’m excited to see how people will do.
12:00 (ish. I don’t know what time exactly): Judging for someone else. He’s struggling to get his double unders. I’m a bit encouraged to see others at various skill levels. We’re all a work in progress and it’s awesome to be in a community where we can keep pushing and cheering each other on regardless of skill level.
12:20 (ish): My turn. I’m SO nervous!  What’s wrong with me? I’m reminded “you can do anything for 10 minutes”.  Right. Just 10 minutes. I got this. I got this. I was nervous like this my first 6 months of CrossFit. It’s been over 2 years now. Get over it. I can do this. Just go.
3…2…1 go!: I was able to string together my first few double unders. Okay, okay, I can do this. That felt good. This wasn’t as terrible as I imagined. Now onto snatches. Nope…gotta clean and press this one. Why didn’t they have the Masters weight set up? I could have done 45#. Okay, fine 55#s wasn’t hard. I don’t know if I would have gone faster since my heart is still racing from the double unders.  Oh wait, I think my heart is going to explode. Breathe…breathe.  Get it together, keep your form. AAGGGHHH. This hurts! Frick (okay I may have said a different word under my breath). What’s this? How am I getting more double unders in?  Who am I?  I’m amazing! Back to the bar. 15. This part should be easier for me.  My heart’s still pumping like an underground nightclub and it feels like it wants to jump out of my body. Stay in there heart.  I need you. More double unders. I can hear my name in the background (I faced away from the crowd, wanting to focus on the wall). People are watching. People are cheering. Gotta move. Don’t be the one that just stands there. Move Joyce, they’re cheering you on to keep going.  
TIme! I’m so wrecked I can’t lie down in the “flat on back” crossfit position. I need to get more oxygen in my lungs and lying down will only slow down that process. High fives and fist bumps….breathe.  Need to breathe. Then it slowly dawns on me. I did more sets of double unders than I thought I could!  FTW! 90 double unders is a personal record.  To this date I haven’t done more than 15 at any one time.
Personal after party: I grabbed a beef salad and Vietnamese coffee from Spice Kit. There’s a guy there who is in the class after mine on the weekdays. We chat a little about how we did.  I’m feeling more social. Must be the endorphins. On the way home I call my roommate to see if she wants to hang out. The endorphins and my PR have me in a very good mood. I’m excited for the rest of my day.  Yup.  That was worth it.

Let the games begin! #14.1 #myheartdidntexplode #morethenIthougt #PRdoubleunders

The workout:  in 10 minutes as many reps as possible - 30 jump rope double unders and 15 snatches with a 55# barbell (meaning get it from the ground to overhead)

My thoughts on my first Crossfit Games Open Workout:

8:30am:  Glad I slept well last night.   

9:00am:  Crap.  All my workout clothes are dirty.  Gotta do laundry quick.  Need my #Strenf shirt for inspiration.

9:10am:  I better eat something now.  Not that hungry, too many butterflies in my stomach. Okay fine. Fuel. I need fuel. One egg and an Applegate Italian sausage. That works. Intelligensia Black Cat espresso with coconut creamer. Okay now I’m ready for today.

9:30am:  I better stretch a lot now. Plantars fasciitis flared up when I tried to run last week. On week 4 of the “fighter diet” and I had to add sprints to my regular routine. BUT my body just does not like running and actively works against me. Squats, roll out with lacrosse ball, calf stretches…what else?

10:00am:  How did I get sucked into work emails?

10:30am  I better leave soon. Don’t want to make Tim mad by being late.  This is not the day.

10:45: Driving over,  my butterflies are in full force. Why am I so nervous?  I’ve done this before. I can do this. Even if I spend the whole 10 minutes on double unders, I can still do this.  

11:00:  Seeing familiar faces at Crossfit Palo Alto. People in other classes, but ones that I see between classes or at other box events.  It’s nice to feel part of this.  A couple guys in my class show up. One of them is nervous too. He just did his very first double under last night.  (later he will do 90.  Way to go!)

11:30:  Here we go. I love the energy in the room. This stuff is just fun.  I’m excited to see how people will do.

12:00 (ish. I don’t know what time exactly): Judging for someone else. He’s struggling to get his double unders. I’m a bit encouraged to see others at various skill levels. We’re all a work in progress and it’s awesome to be in a community where we can keep pushing and cheering each other on regardless of skill level.

12:20 (ish): My turn. I’m SO nervous!  What’s wrong with me? I’m reminded “you can do anything for 10 minutes”.  Right. Just 10 minutes. I got this. I got this. I was nervous like this my first 6 months of CrossFit. It’s been over 2 years now. Get over it. I can do this. Just go.

3…2…1 go!: I was able to string together my first few double unders. Okay, okay, I can do this. That felt good. This wasn’t as terrible as I imagined. Now onto snatches. Nope…gotta clean and press this one. Why didn’t they have the Masters weight set up? I could have done 45#. Okay, fine 55#s wasn’t hard. I don’t know if I would have gone faster since my heart is still racing from the double unders.  Oh wait, I think my heart is going to explode. Breathe…breathe.  Get it together, keep your form. AAGGGHHH. This hurts! Frick (okay I may have said a different word under my breath). What’s this? How am I getting more double unders in?  Who am I?  I’m amazing! Back to the bar. 15. This part should be easier for me.  My heart’s still pumping like an underground nightclub and it feels like it wants to jump out of my body. Stay in there heart.  I need you. More double unders. I can hear my name in the background (I faced away from the crowd, wanting to focus on the wall). People are watching. People are cheering. Gotta move. Don’t be the one that just stands there. Move Joyce, they’re cheering you on to keep going.  

TIme! I’m so wrecked I can’t lie down in the “flat on back” crossfit position. I need to get more oxygen in my lungs and lying down will only slow down that process. High fives and fist bumps….breathe.  Need to breathe. Then it slowly dawns on me. I did more sets of double unders than I thought I could!  FTW! 90 double unders is a personal record.  To this date I haven’t done more than 15 at any one time.

Personal after party: I grabbed a beef salad and Vietnamese coffee from Spice Kit. There’s a guy there who is in the class after mine on the weekdays. We chat a little about how we did.  I’m feeling more social. Must be the endorphins. On the way home I call my roommate to see if she wants to hang out. The endorphins and my PR have me in a very good mood. I’m excited for the rest of my day.  Yup.  That was worth it.

Having trouble sleeping through the night?  Last week I received an email from my health provider. They often send tips on wellness and disease prevention. This particular email was about how to deal with lack of sleep. No electronics before bed, blackout shades, no caffeine after a certain time, etc.  
It reminded me that not too long ago I used to wake up at 2am, 4am, and 6 am almost every night. And no I do not have children. As a result, I was constantly tired and sluggish all day. I got so used to it, I thought that was just part of life. When I saw so many articles and products addressing this issue I briefly thought I had some sort of sleep disorder. I even considered checking into a sleep clinic.
I’ll leave the suggestions for better sleep to the pros like Chris Kresser, but I did want to mention one thing that I don’t see on any sleep articles that made a drastic difference for me: sugar.
The first time I tried a strict paleo month I battled the dragon called sugar It continues to be a dragon that taunts me every day. I blame being a sweet toothed Filipino. It’s a cultural curse. We put sugar in our meat for pete’s sake!  But almost as soon as I cut processed and added sugar completely out of my diet (save for fruits and some low glycemic palm sugar) I started sleeping…hard.  Rock hard. The first week I slept 9 hours a night. I was Rip-frickin-vanwinkle and I loved it!
In my last post I mentioned I have been cutting sugar once again. I had a moment of weakness last night and had a cheat night with a few bites of halo-halo (aka diabetes in a cup) and some chocolate. It opened the gate to a couple chocolate chip cookies later that night while I was at a friends house. “Moderation” is not a word I’m intimate with. I should have known better because last night I could not sleep. I had such a bad night I was up till 5am and then fell asleep right through my alarm at 6am, thereby missing my crossfit class. Doh! Double problem.
Note to self: I like sleep. Sugar keeps me awake, especially once I have detoxed. Stop eating so much sugar so you can sleep. You will like yourself better.
There you go. My words of personal experience. I don’t know why they never seem to mention this in any sleep deprivation articles I read, but I can personally attest that this worked for me.
If you’re having trouble sleeping, try detoxing from sugar. If I’m wrong, I have a feeling you’ll experience some other great side affects from slaying that dragon.

Having trouble sleeping through the night?  Last week I received an email from my health provider. They often send tips on wellness and disease prevention. This particular email was about how to deal with lack of sleep. No electronics before bed, blackout shades, no caffeine after a certain time, etc.  

It reminded me that not too long ago I used to wake up at 2am, 4am, and 6 am almost every night. And no I do not have children. As a result, I was constantly tired and sluggish all day. I got so used to it, I thought that was just part of life. When I saw so many articles and products addressing this issue I briefly thought I had some sort of sleep disorder. I even considered checking into a sleep clinic.

I’ll leave the suggestions for better sleep to the pros like Chris Kresser, but I did want to mention one thing that I don’t see on any sleep articles that made a drastic difference for me: sugar.

The first time I tried a strict paleo month I battled the dragon called sugar It continues to be a dragon that taunts me every day. I blame being a sweet toothed Filipino. It’s a cultural curse. We put sugar in our meat for pete’s sake!  But almost as soon as I cut processed and added sugar completely out of my diet (save for fruits and some low glycemic palm sugar) I started sleeping…hard.  Rock hard. The first week I slept 9 hours a night. I was Rip-frickin-vanwinkle and I loved it!

In my last post I mentioned I have been cutting sugar once again. I had a moment of weakness last night and had a cheat night with a few bites of halo-halo (aka diabetes in a cup) and some chocolate. It opened the gate to a couple chocolate chip cookies later that night while I was at a friends house. “Moderation” is not a word I’m intimate with. I should have known better because last night I could not sleep. I had such a bad night I was up till 5am and then fell asleep right through my alarm at 6am, thereby missing my crossfit class. Doh! Double problem.

Note to self: I like sleep. Sugar keeps me awake, especially once I have detoxed. Stop eating so much sugar so you can sleep. You will like yourself better.

There you go. My words of personal experience. I don’t know why they never seem to mention this in any sleep deprivation articles I read, but I can personally attest that this worked for me.

If you’re having trouble sleeping, try detoxing from sugar. If I’m wrong, I have a feeling you’ll experience some other great side affects from slaying that dragon.

Fight, Fight!

Last month I was with my cousins in LA. We were sitting around catching up with each other. “Coach” was preparing to defend his belt in his next amateur MMA fight. He said he needed to drop a certain number of pounds in just a few weeks. When we asked about how he does that he mentioned  wanting to do a bootcamp of sorts to help brides (or other time sensitive weight loss situations) reach their goals by a certain time.  

I’ve been griping about my eating habits (I eat fairly well in general, but that sugar thing can be a steep and slippery slope) and not being as lean as I’d like. I’ve done Whole30 and strict Paleo months with great results, but the month ends and I start to allow a little of this and a little of that. Moderation is not yet a term in my vocabulary. When I go strict, I get a little better at choosing better in the future having detoxed from sugar or gluten or whatever it was dogging me. It seems to work for me to go hard for short periods of time and improve little by little from there. Maybe that’s why I like Crossfit ;)  

This time around I realized I needed some outside motivation. I needed a plan. Enter “Coach AJ’s fighter diet”. My cousin G wanted to lose some baby weight and I want to ramp up my game. We’ll do it together. Coach will send out emails to us to tell us what the plan for the week is. He’ll monitor our daily food/workout journals and modify as needed. Two months. Adjust our eating, amp up workouts. Burn more calories than you take in. This fighter style diet is not a sustainable lifestyle. This is not meant for long term or prolonged nutrition. Short, goal oriented,and intense.  

Week 1: On top of my 3 times a week crossfit workouts, add 1-2 days of light running 20-30 minutes. (I did one run/walk for 40 minutes)

eliminate added sugars (thereby eliminating most processed foods).

Week 2: Same as last week plus eliminate breads, pastas, rice, potatoes, gluten free substitutes, etc.

So far it’s been good to really think about what I’m eating again. I didn’t realize how far down the sugar trail I had gotten. Running remains difficult for me as I have asthma and well…I just don’t like running. But it’s only for two months right?