Blogging en Espanol

Just kidding.  I can't write a whole post in Spanish.  Yet.

I know you're all wondering whether or not I was able to crawl out of bed at 4:15 this morning to get my butt kicked at CrossFit.

Go ahead and guess.

If you guessed "yes," you'd be wrong.  It turns out that 4:15 is quite early, especially when the windchill is -800 degrees.

So, instead of working out early, I slept in, stuffed my face with Bruegger's, and went to school.

For lunch, my student teacher and I ordered sushi.  I had a cup of miso soup, two pieces of nigiri, and a house roll.  Hello, sodium!

After stealing several pieces of chocolate from my neighboring teacher, I stayed at school until shortly after 4:00 when I headed home to change and chill for five minutes before trekking to CrossFit.

Today's WOD was crazy.  It was five rounds for time of the following: 15 kettle bell swings, 10 squat-clean-thrusters, and 15 burpees.  When I saw the WOD posted on Facebook last night, I about died.  

SEVENTY-FIVE BURPEES?!

IN ADDITION TO HARD STUFF?!

OOFDAH!

But, I managed to "get 'er done" in 22:32.  Since I'm still a newbie and not using the full weights yet, I did 18 pounds for the kettle bell swings and 15 (the bar) for the squat-clean-thrusters.  I think I could've done a bit more for both (especially if we were only doing one or two rounds), but despite the lowered weight, I was dying.

And, drenched in sweat, I headed to Spanish class.  (Did I tell you I'm taking Spanish?  I figure that since The Boy comes from a Spanish-speaking family, I'd better learn the language if I want to communicate effectively.  Also, I live in the United States: it's a pretty important language to know.)

Anyway, halfway through Spanish class, I inhaled a Palmer's salad and a cup of mixed fruit (grapes, cantaloupe, kiwi, apples, honeydew, etc).

(Side note: this weekend, The Boy and I were discussing things that really irk us, specifically table manners.  My major pet peeves were people who eat with their elbow on the table, people who eat before everyone's been served and/or seated, and people who don't take their hat off at the table.  The Boy's was people who eat too fast.  Turns out he does not appreciate the speed-eating that I so greatly honed after years of having no more than 10 minutes to eat lunch at work.  Oops.)

(Another side note: tonight wrapped up the eight-week Spanish course.  While I'm pretty much the rock star, teacher's pet student in class, I feel like the only thing I'm really good at Spanish-wise is talking about my cats.  Charlie es un gato gordo flojo, y Chloe es gris con lineas negras.  Charlie y Chloe son mis gatos.  You're welcome.)

(Yet another side note: I recently got an iPad 2 and realized that it had a camera.  I took three pictures "just to test it out," and I bet you'll never guess what the subjects of those photos are.)

And back to the real blog.

You may have noticed my horrible diet choices scattered throughout this (lengthy) blog post.  I tell you: I have been eating so horribly lately.  First, I am absolutely famished, likely due to the crazy weight-lifting I've been doing lately (and probably because my food choices haven't been the most protein-laden options).  Second, I have been horrible at snacking.  I really haven't been much of a snacker in the last couple of years, but The Boy likes munchies - specifically Flaming Hot Cheetos and Sour Patch Kids (okay, maybe I'm the one who's partial to the SPK).  If we're chilling in front of the TV and he's eating Flaming Hot Cheetos, I probably have my fair share, too.

This needs to end, people.  Now.

Because I'm going out of town shortly and don't want to buy a bunch of perishable things that will likely go to waste (and because I'm going to Vegas and want to eat good food - and then am going to Omaha to chow down on Thanksgiving grub), I have decided a few things:

1. Operation MyFitnessPal will resume on Monday, November 26th.  I will be documenting - religiously - every morsel that I eat.
2. I need to drink approximately 18 more gallons of water each day than I already do.
3. I need to buy healthier "snack" options - which is why I stopped at the grocery store on the way home from Spanish class.

I bought two things.  First, I bought a few chocolate and peanut-butter Clif Builder bars to take to school (and Vegas) with me.  I talked to my sister-in-law on the way out to CrossFit, and she swears by these.  I'm excited to try 'em.

Second, I bought things to make a trail mix:

One of my friends (hey, Emmy Jean!) has made this the two times I've been over to her house in the last couple of weeks.  It's raw almonds, craisins, and chocolate chips.  I threw in an entire bag of Blue Diamond almonds, a whole bag of craisins, and about half a bag of semi-sweet chocolate chips.  It is absolutely perfect - and mostly healthy - and just enough "snackie" to make me feel indulgent.

So, while I wait a while longer to pick up The Boy from the airport, I'm going to munch on some trail mix.

And just so you know, the plan is to wake up at 4:15 tomorrow for a morning CrossFit session.  Who wants to make a wager on whether or not I can do it?

Peace out, yo.

Whew

So, I may have missed a few days of blogging.  While I normally would feel super bad about this, I only feel mildly negligent, as I have decided that if I stress about blogging every. single. day., I will no longer enjoy it as much as I do.

Therefore, I will blog when I get the chance.

The primary reason I have not blogged since Tuesday is that I have been just so darn tired!  We had our second fundamentals class for CrossFit on Wednesday, and I cannot even remember all of the exercises that we did.  I know there were some Olympic lifts in there, but until I get the lingo down, I can't really tell you exactly what those were.

We also did our first Workout of the Day (WOD), although I think it was a bit abbreviated because we were all new.  Again, I cannot remember what exactly that workout was, but I do know that I beat The Boy, so that felt pretty good.

(I mean, not that I'm competitive or anything...)

(And let's not mention the fact that I was using way less weight than he was.)

On Thursday, we went to our first "real" CrossFit class.  We warmed up by completing a boot camp workout.  (Yes, that's how crazy CrossFit is.  The saying, "Your workout is my warm-up" really is true.)  The warm-up included three rounds of 20 walking lunges, three rope progressions (lay down on the floor and pull yourself to standing - and lower yourself down - using the rope), and five wall-balls.

Following the warm-up, we practiced an exercise progression using PVC pipes.

Finally, we did the 12-minute AMRAP (as many rounds as possible) workout: 12 push jerks, ten box jumps, and eight pull-ups.  I did four complete rounds and then made it through all of the box jumps on the fifth.

Wow.

I'm still hurting.

But maybe someday I can look like this.

On Friday, The Boy and I went on a date.  He'd been craving Joe's Crab Shack, so we went there for dinner (the first time I've been there in probably ten years).  It was pretty good, but definitely not my favorite seafood.  We also wanted to go see the new James Bond movie, but since we couldn't find a parking spot at the theater, we decided to head home for a night of board games, champagne, and movies.

And it was perfect.

Yesterday, I slept in and then headed to Walnut Woods State Park with BFF and her doggies.  It was so fun hiking through the woods and down to the river, and it was an absolutely beautiful day.  (But, 80 degrees in November?!  Really?!)

I had totally intended to be productive, but we then decided to go out to lunch, and while we were waiting for The Boy to join us, had a couple of margaritas, and then turned into an entire day of entirely too much fun and zero work.  (And it was wonderful - and so greatly needed.)

Oops.

Today, however, I made up for it.  After dropping The Boy off at the airport, I cleaned the entire apartment.  I didn't just put stuff away, but I scrubbed the floors, scoured the countertops, dusted the shelves, threw loads of things away, scared kitties with the vacuum, and organized.

I am pooped.

And, since I'm planning on waking up super early to go to the 5:00 a.m. CrossFit class tomorrow, likely heading to bed in approximately three minutes.

Catch you tomorrow!

So. Many. Squats.

I bet you didn't think you'd see me back so soon, huh?  Well, glad I could prove you wrong.

Before I get to my daily run-down, I have to fill you in on what made me really want to start blogging again.  First, I straight-up missed it: writing is so darn calming.  I, along with all freelance writers, was let go from LivingSocial, and because of that, I really haven't had much of an excuse to write lately.  Therefore, I deemed blogging a must.  Second, I love reading blogs (especially my mama's and my sister-in-law's) but find that I don't do so nearly as much as when I write them.  Third, I want to get back to super healthy eating and exercising (aside from simply running a bazillion miles), and this is a good place to document all of that.

So, there you have it.

Back in July, I bought a LivingSocial for The Boy and I to join a CrossFit box for a month.  Last night we (and Mags!) had our first fundamentals class.

O. M. G.

This was just practice, friends.  We simply went through the motions.  We hardly worked out at all.

And I am dying.

We started the night by practicing good form for squats.  After air squats we moved to back squats, front squats, and overhead squats.  (If you're good at math, you'll know that that's a lot of squatting.)  After we were done squatting (for a second, at least), we practiced shoulder exercises: a shoulder press, a push press, and a split-jerk.  (Check out all the exercises here.)

Following practicing those exercises for approximately 15,000 times, we did some Tabata training (a H.I.I.T. workout).  It was an eight-minute session that included eight sets: 20 seconds of squatting, 10 seconds of rest, 20 seconds of push-ups, 10 seconds of rest.

Again: O. M. G.

After we wiped ourselves off the mat and managed to maneuver out to the car, we made it home, and The Boy cooked dinner:

(Quite possibly the worst food photo ever.  I was hungry and in a hurry.)

He whipped up some ah-maze-ing grilled cheese: mozzarella, avocado, and tomato.  (I believe he added salami to his.)  On the side, we shared some wild rice and chicken soup.  It was perfect.

Tonight, I made what will likely become a rotation in our weekly meals: homemade Chipotle burrito bowls, courtesy of Iowa Girl Eats:

(Again, not a great photo.  Lay off.)

Basically, we mixed some delicious rice with seasoned black beans, guacamole (that The Boy put together), salsa, and cheese.  Let me tell you how filling that meal was: neither of us was able to finish it.

We're heading back to CrossFit for our second fundamentals class tomorrow, but for tonight, my favorite boys (and girl, somewhere) are settling in to watch the election.

G'night, y'all!

Three-Month Recap

Nothing like a three-month hiatus, huh?

While I should not make excuses for a complete and utter lack of blogging, I am going to anyway.  After all, a list of excuses is a nice way to fill you in on what's been going on lately.  So, here goes:

• First, I started August with a half marathon in Minneapolis.  I had a blast with the kids and other mentors at the Mall of America, laughed way too much while being smashed in the face with a gooey cookie at Buca di Beppo, and brought out my inner-kid when I slept on an air mattress in a church youth room.  Oh, and ran 13.1 miles for the third (official) time in my life.

• After a few days of meetings for school, I headed to Cali.  I had an awesome time bumming around, running on the beach, and meeting The Boy's family and friends.

• After about a week of sunshine, we drove halfway across the country, thereby crossing every single mountain in the entire United States.  Because we were also carting loads of belongings and heavy furniture, this was not an easy endeavor and took quite a bit of time - and gas.  At least it was a pretty trip with some fairly awesome company.

• The day after we returned to the 515, school started.  Turns out that teaching is a fairly exhausting profession.  It's weird how quickly I forget - and then remember - that tiny fact.

• After the first week of school, something amazing happened: I officially got a sister-in-law!  The wedding was absolutely beautiful, we had entirely too much fun the entire time, and I could not be happier that Aly is now "for real" stuck with us.

• After the weekend in Omaha, I took a break from traveling for a while and instead focused on running.  First, I ran the Capital Pursuit 10-mile race; there was a lot of hurting going on, so that one wasn't too fun.  Second, I ran Des Moines' inaugural Color Run; aside from the -50,000,000 degree temperatures and the pre-race six-mile warm-up run, it was a lot of fun (likely because I was running with two of my favorite people).

•  I was focused so much on running, in fact, that I finally ran a marathon.  I'm not sure I can do those 26.2 miles justice just yet, but suffice it to say that it was a pretty darn difficult race.  But, I finished.  :)

• And, I just now realized (two weeks after the fact) that in addition to some new bling, I also got a pretty toenail.  And I love it.  You're welcome.

That's all I have for tonight.  It's been a long day, and I need to go crash.  But, hopefully you'll see me again tomorrow.

G'night, y'all!