Day 2, bring on the headache

Day 1 came to a close with some good motivation. I went to bed thinking, “man, I can do this.”

And then, Day 2 started, and I was feeling well, off. One of the major things I was missing in my day was coffee. I can go without the oatmeal in the morning, but please, please don’t take away my coffee.  Before this challenge I didn’t think I was addicted to caffeine. I was definitely not a soda junkie, but I did indulge in quite a bit of coffee every morning. I spent the morning of Day 1 drinking water and telling myself that I can get through a day without coffee, and now I am spending the morning of Day 2 thinking that I would actually kill someone for a nice, large, cup of smoking hot coffee.

But, and there is always a but. I have to confess, that I do not drink coffee black. I was a serial condiment adder…and for years I had to have my coffee loaded with cream and sugar. It just didn’t taste right without it. I think one of the reasons I liked coffee so much was it was a sweet alternative to eating something like a donut every morning. So I would wake up, brew some strong coffee and then pour in the creamers and sugar. Then, once I started trying to make my life healthier, I stopped the cream addiction and started using soy milk, not the best, but definitely better than Coffeemate cream. And now, two days in to the challenge and I am feeling the withdrawls. My head hurts and I am starving  by 9:15…and I ate breakfast less than an hour ago. This must change, I have to find a way to add coffee back into my life.

And then, the light at the end of the tunnel came, and after an angry status update about not being able to drink coffee may have popped up on my Facebook status, i had loads of friends, and fellow Paleo-ers giving me good tips to help. Some of them include: suffering through the blackness of coffee until my tastebuds change and I start liking it black- thanks but I think I’ll pass. 2. Drinking coffee with whipping cream and cinnimon, (although intrigued really didn’t want to go with the whipping cream) 3. adding coconut milk, (a great idea, but really really high in fat and calories and I didn’t want to add those in to my diet unless I had to) and 4. Almond milk. (hey that’s not a bad idea)…So it is off to the Whole Foods store to stock up on some Almond milk, and hopefully tomorrow, I will feel like myself again.

Breakfast- egg whites, avacado, fresh strawberries

Snack- cashews and cranberries

Lunch- salad (greens, crans, sunflower seeds -what I am calling my lemon dressing) part of a leftover Turkey sausage from dinner last night and an apple

Dinner- lunch meat rolls (which just includes a peice of turkey rolled up with avacado) broccoli and cauliflower, and an apple with cashew butter.


I Drank the Kool-Aid

Ok, well I guess it is a little late to say I drank the kool-aid, since it has been over a year now and I am more hooked to Crossfit than I ever thought was possible.

I actually learned about Crossfit while working out at a local YWCA. I had been taking a variety of classes there for over two years and had stopped seeing any results, or as everyone likes to call it, I hit a total fitness plateau.

So one day someone posted a flyer up about a new group class that claimed it could, “Get you in the best shape of your life” and immediately I was intrigued. Nervous to start something new, I signed up since space was limited and then spent the next week talking myself out of going. Only understanding that this would be an intense circuit-like training, I worried that I wouldn’t be able to do it. Many questions filtered through my head daily, which included horrid scenarios like, passing out, vomiting on myself and many other anxiety causing thoughts.

And then the day came, September 8, 2008. The Y Crossfit class took place at noon, so I changed at work and drove to the Y with knots in my stomach. I believe I sat in my car for about 10 minutes debating whether to go in or not, and finally, after a few deep breaths, got out and walked in.

Lets just say I made it through the class without any puking and minimal light-headedness. I was the most sore I had ever been in my entire life and more than excited to go back. It was just what I was looking for. I had danced competitively my entire life, so it incorporated that competitive, be the best spirit, while challenging me. Since I had been running on the treadmill for the last two years I had come to the point where I thought to stay in shape I would have to dredge on that horrible piece of machinery every single day. Well, I can officially say, Mind. Blown. It altered my view of working out and refreshed my spirit. I started hitting walls and then climbing over them. I was being pushed past points that I never thought were possible, when I wanted to give up, I learned how to “push past the pain,” as Breck, our trainer and owner of Crossfit Jenks always said. My confidence in myself and my abilities skyrocketed and it felt great.

Breck, the owner of CrossFit Jenks still teaches a slightly different version of Crossfit at the Y. Unfortunately the Y doesn’t have all of the necessary equipment like barbells, and pull up bars. We typically use dumbbells, box jumps, kettlebells and spin bikes. Attending both the Y Crossfit and his affiliate, Crossfit Jenks has helped me stay well-rounded in all of the Crossfit movements.

I could not imagine a day without Crossfit in my life. If I am not doing crossfit, I dream about crossfit, so I guess you can say, I drank the Kool-Aid and loved every tasty sip of it.