tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58302638230715810812024-03-13T13:26:53.753-04:00On The Road Back...My journey to being a healthy, happy, 30some year old mom!Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.comBlogger1150125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-41123572701823646072014-06-06T08:57:00.000-04:002014-06-06T09:35:34.411-04:00Not giving upNever! buwahahhahaha<br />
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Ok, trying to go for a 30+k ride tonight with some girlfriends. Wish me and my bum good luck!<br />
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(I have to add that I'm happy no one will be taking pictures)<br />
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(I wrote that last night, and apparently didn't hit post).<br />
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So I did it! <br />
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<br />Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-30575814600253702852014-05-20T09:04:00.002-04:002014-05-20T09:04:45.085-04:00Oh my mind is a terrible place to be!As I was showering after crossfit this morning, I was thinking about a blog post. I was going to write about...<br />
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a) how I completed a swim-cycle race on the weekend without any training (I mean I did a 50m ride at 6am the morning of my race and swam 500m once just to know how long it would take me). And I did the race really, without any struggle. I didn't do spectacular, but I never thought about giving up, I never was too tired to complete it... I just did it.<br />
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b) I am starting to journal my food intake, my workouts, my headache, pain level in my back and I can start to connect the dots between what I eat, how I exercise and how I feel overall... very interesting.<br />
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c) I've missed a few workouts recently, working on fixing my back issues and I haven't felt guilty. It hasn't made me turn to food, it hasn't gotten my anxiety levels up... I just kept on going on. Felt great<br />
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d) Had a fantastic long weekend filled with the race (made me realize how much I missed racing... the whole event atmosphere - people telling you that you are doing awesome during your race, high fiving you when you are done, chatting nervously before getting in the pool), friends (drinks on the porch, playing baseball with the adults and kids), family BBQ with fireworks and tired boys up way too late, sprinklers, water fights, bouncy castle, pogos at the picnic table.... seriously, was one of the best weekends I've had in a long time<br />
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e) looking at myself in the mirror and not being disgusted by what I see. Getting dressed this morning I actually felt pretty and thought I looked good.<br />
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And then... then I looked at the pictures from said race on Saturday. And I cried.<br />
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Two steps forward... one step back.<br />
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<br />Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-68844819745916164262014-05-09T08:49:00.003-04:002014-05-09T08:49:32.476-04:00MIAI suppose I've been missing in action lately. I don't mean to be, I think I just don't have anything to say. I've said it all before. And I'm tired of talking about my weight, my frusterations, the scale, my workouts.... it's exhausting, being obsessed with your weight for as many years as I have.<br />
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I'm taking care of myself - I've had a major set back at the gym. I've hurt my back, and have been going to see my chiropractor for a few months and it's not really getting better. I think because I was keeping up with my workouts, then any help that chiro has done for me, has been undone once again after I do a few lifts.<br />
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Now, I will keep seeing my chiropractor, will start physio and most importantly, I'm starting some mobility sessions. This, is super exciting for me. After reading, watching and reading some more (especially <a href="http://www.mobilitywod.com/about/kellystarrett/" target="_blank">Kelly Starrett</a> 's stuff) I honestly my body just wasn't' ready to lift the heavy weights that I was. I just jumped head first into crossfit and reached some pretty amazing goals... but without during the "core" work involved to get me there. Even though I can physically do it, my body just wasn't' ready to handle it. <br />
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Anyhooo... that's my focus over the next couple of months. It may involve taking a break from crossfit and working on solely mobility... but that's yet to be decided.<br />
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Another exciting thing, is I'm slowly incorporating a paleo-lifestyle. And so far it's not that hard. My goal for this year is to be 80-20. Already, I can immediately identify how I feel after eating bread, rice, pasta.... I feel bloated. I feel lethargic. I feel slowwww. <br />
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But if I go a few days eating 100% paleo? I feel great, I have energy, I don't feel bloated at all. And let me tell you, it's a wonderful feeling.<br />
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I'm not totally convinced that a paleo lifestyle is necessary for everyone, but I am trying to listen to my body and pay attention to how I feel after eating certain foods. <br />
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These are some of my eats from the past couple weeks:<br />
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1/ <a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Make-Zucchini-Noodles" target="_blank">zucchini noodles</a> are AWESOME (I boil them for 2 minutes, I don't sweat them). Easy, delicious and great way way to get a lot of veggies into your meal! <br />
2/ finding lots of great easy recipes in these books, by far my favourite is nom nom paleo<br />
3/ <a href="http://paleoparents.com/2013/review-well-fed-2-with-pina-colada-chicken-recipe/" target="_blank">pina colada</a> chicken - won't use canned pinepple again, only fresh stuff!<br />
4/ perhaps one of my <a href="http://nomnompaleo.com/post/19886925277/sweet-potato-hash-with-fried-eggs" target="_blank">current favourite meals</a>. Shredded sweet potato with onion and mushroom, with a sunnyside up egg on top<br />
5/ #4 with an avocado cut on the side.... super satisfying, delicious and filling<br />
6/ <a href="http://rewildu.com/paleo-mango-coconut-ice-cream-recipe/" target="_blank">mango "ice cream"</a>. Frozen mango + coconut milk = piece of heaven<br />
7/ my trainer gave me this idea: zucchini noodles, chicken and pesto. Again, delicious.<br />
8/ <a href="http://nomnompaleo.com/post/3195098303/asian-cauliflower-fried-rice" target="_blank">asian cauliflour</a> with chicken. <br />
9/ <a href="http://stupideasypaleo.com/2012/04/29/lara-bars/" target="_blank">homemade Lara Bars</a>. I made a batch of these, brought them to one of my 6am classes and everyone loved them!<br />
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<br />Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-75043856009220189052014-04-03T10:44:00.001-04:002014-04-03T10:44:53.928-04:00You know those days...When you wake up in the morning (maybe go to the gym and try to style your hair without washing it?) sometimes sweat <the free="" hair="" magical="" product=""> it really <a href="http://runchristyrun.blogspot.ca/2012/05/i-wish-i-had-perfect.html" target="_blank">works</a> for me, and other days it just... ugh....</the><br />
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And you can totally see your grey.<br />
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You can't do anything with your bangs except use a bobby pin to put them back<br />
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And you feel ugly?<br />
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That's TOTALLY ME TODAY.<br />
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<br />Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-87183858074721117502014-03-28T09:19:00.000-04:002014-03-28T09:19:06.674-04:00I've fallen and I can't get up!Actually, that's not how it happened - but the result is the same. I've been injured. Womp, womp, I know everyone goes through an injury and it SUCKS to take time off from doing what you love, but that's what I have had to do.<br />
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It started about a month ago, my lower back started bothering me.<br />
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And rather then listening to my body and letting it recover, I kept pushing it until it finally gave up and yelled at me.<br />
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I've been going to a chiropractor, and will be starting physio soon.<br />
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I took this week off, hope to get back to SOMETHING next week.<br />
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So I'm here, but not here.Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-40636702743281369442014-03-17T09:00:00.003-04:002014-03-17T09:00:36.017-04:0014.3 - I need a brain that can countLong story short, I don't know how to count.<br />
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Instead of increasing my deadlift weight from 135 to 155, I increased from 135 to 185 (and wondered why the heck it felt so heavy!).<br />
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So my score was 61. It should have been much higher.<br />
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I was going to redo it today, but I didn't feel like it. I did the regular workout today - it's not like I'm on the cusp of making the finals or anything :)<br />
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Ka-pow.<br />
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Anyone have a brain they aren't using for the next 40 years? I sure could use a new one right now.Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-60054167560611303792014-03-13T11:02:00.000-04:002014-03-13T11:02:11.474-04:0014.2This definitely wasn't pretty.<br />
<br />I won't get into the details, but my score was a big ol 10.<br />
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Keep your fingers crossed for me that tonight the announcement comes with weight bearing exercises so I can actually get through a workout and some of the benefits of having tree trunk legs will work for me!Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-46910815992613086442014-03-05T14:50:00.000-05:002014-03-05T14:50:16.961-05:00Fun run in the sun<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body"><span class="UFICommentBody" data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.0.$end:0:$0:0">This week has been.... "meh" (please note: I highly dislike using made up words), but really? It was the perfect word for how I'm feeling.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body"><span class="UFICommentBody" data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.0.$end:0:$0:0">Nothing has been going wrong or badly.... I just feel like I've been doing the same old same old for a long time now. All winter (and holy hell, has this winter not lasted forever?!?!)</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body"><span class="UFICommentBody" data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.0.$end:0:$0:0">My workouts are all the same 4 days crossfit, 1 run, 1 yoga class a week (</span></span></span></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body"><span class="UFICommentBody" data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.0.$end:0:$0:0">dealing with s</span></span><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.3"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.3.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$0:0">ome
ankle/knee pain this week, which ended in me modifying my Monday's workout ),</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body"><span class="UFICommentBody" data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.0.$end:0:$0:0">Eating is the same (80/20) BUT (and this is a wonderful BUT) without stressing... worrying... thinking too hard about it... not beating myself up... it's a great feeling.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body"><span class="UFICommentBody" data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.3"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.3.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$0:0"> I've
been acting for my boss for too long now (please come back, I'm
drowning!). </span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body"><span class="UFICommentBody" data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.3"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.3.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$0:0">Wednesdays are my "get back into running" days. I've
started running ONE day a week, at this point it's a short run, maybe 3 km?</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body"><span class="UFICommentBody" data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.3"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.3.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$0:0">I meet a girl I met at my gym downstairs in my office (which is big for me, we didn't know each other that well
but, when I found out she worked at the same place I do, I said "hey we should run together" which is pretty out of character for me)</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body"><span class="UFICommentBody" data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.3"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.3.0"><span data-reactid=".m.1:3:1:$comment665731340140026_665862763460217:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$0:0">So it's Wednesday (and it's been another freaking freezing week here) and all morning I
was thinking "I wish I could just cancel"... </span></span></span></span></span><br />
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went downstairs, saw her smiling face and got outside and ran. The sun
was shining down, we had a great conversation, I never felt like I had
to stop to take a break (so we didn't!). I know it wasn't a long run... but I will keep reaping the rewards from that 20 minutes run all day long.</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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Then we came back later in the afternoon to do our workout. I found out that the workout from the previous day DIDN"T COUNT because you can't swap out exercises. So if there's something you can't do, you get a 0 for it (if it's the first part of the workout...because you can't move on until you complete it). Knowing that, I spent a good hour practicing those darn double unders. They are pretty sad... I do about 4 single jumps and then a double... so really I'm skipping almost 4 times the amount of everyone else just to get them in!
I had a great judge - she was super encouraging and helped me BIG time mentally get through it. I finished at 120 - better than my previous 0, even better then my previous cheating score of 60.<br />
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Very nervous to see what Friday holds for me!<br />
<br />Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-58096837374387819492014-02-28T13:51:00.002-05:002014-02-28T13:51:17.663-05:00Double - whaaaa?Ok - so the <a href="http://games.crossfit.com/video/open-announcement-141-archived-footage" target="_blank">Crossfit Open 14.1 was announced last nigh</a>t and I watched the announcement and these two guys do the workout. It was intense. They were amazing to watch.<br />
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So this morning I go for my test round... I wanted to try it out, see how I could do. But I'm doing my official entry on Saturday.<br />
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<strong>WOMEN <em>- includes Masters Women up to 54 years old</em></strong></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 20px;">Complete as many rounds and reps as possible in 10 minutes of:</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 20px;">30 </span>double-unders</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 20px;">First things first - I can NOT do double unders. That means when you jump rope, the rope passes twice under your feet per jump.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 20px;">I did 4 rounds, but because I can't do double unders, the skips didn't count (instead of 30 du's, I had to do 90 singles). I did 4 rounds of 15 snatches, for a grand total of 60. </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 20px;">Whomp whomp.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 20px;">The second lowest score in the joint. So then I'm mad that I can't do it. I stay after class and practice. AND I GOT IT. I mean I could do one - then three singles - then another. But stringing them together... I can do like 8 in a row. </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 20px;">Here's to hoping tomorrow's score alot higher!! </span></span> </span></span><br />
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<br />Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-87689950067787224322014-02-27T09:47:00.003-05:002014-02-27T09:47:46.382-05:00Getting ready!So,the Crossfit Open starts tonight. At 8pm, the <a href="http://games.crossfit.com/workouts/the-open/2014" target="_blank">workout will be announced</a> and we have until Monday at 8pm to submit our scores. <br />
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I'll be trying the WOD tomorrow at 6am, to see what I'm in for, but a couple of us will be actually doing it on Saturday afternoon.<br />
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To say I'm nervous would be an understatement. <br />
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Yesterday our workout consisted of 2 rds of:<br />
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21 burpees<br />
15 <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pc7cOUOGj6w" target="_blank">ball slams</a><br />
9 <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WobKLlcPwyw&list=PL8A3618802EF8B308&index=69" target="_blank">back squats</a><br />
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The weight for the back squats was 95 lbs.<br />
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If you did the two rounds at that weight, you would get your (RX). <i>Almost everyone I workout with can backsquat 95 lbs, but for the workout you
have to get the bar off the ground (<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yFSBGIPMa9A&list=PL8A3618802EF8B308" target="_blank">clean it up</a>) not off the rack). If you
do it off the rack, you don't get your (RX) </i><br />
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If you did three rounds at that weight, that's competitive level.<br />
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And guess what I did? COMP BABY!! Sure, it took me the longest out of all the people that did comp (in red below), but I still did it!<br />
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<br />Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-32404734982694359162014-02-25T08:57:00.001-05:002014-02-25T08:57:08.934-05:00Back at 'em!I think I mentioned that I once again got scared of doing box jumps...and at the last minute I went to class last night - knowing there were box jumps (I have a few people from the class that I talk to during the day, and was told what the workout was).<br />
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I got there, looked at the box. Got scared. Offered to use the tire (because there weren't enough boxes there for everyone), but there were people there who knew exactly what I was trying to do, and they didn't let it happen (thanks Vicki, Sam and Lauren!) And, well I sucked it up and did it. And oh so happy that I did. <br />
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It's a funny thing, that mind of ours. When we know physically we can do something, but it's our own minds that stand in our way. And - that's totally within our control. I'm getting better at telling my mind how to think rather than just going with whatever first thought comes into my head.<br />
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<i>Or maybe it was because of my awesome new tights. I went shopping for my husband's birthday present and ended up buying myself a few pairs of tights.</i><br />
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<i> Ha, this was this morning's workout attire. Could I possibly be wearing any more colours?</i><br />
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<br />Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-69873689766318638132014-02-21T14:57:00.001-05:002014-02-21T14:59:38.090-05:00In the last four days....I've gone to crossfit four times, I went for a 3ish k run and did lunch time yoga. I feel fantastic. Happy Friday!
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<br />Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-18798704195628748462014-02-20T19:15:00.003-05:002014-02-21T10:44:50.847-05:00I know I should know it... but maybe now someone else knows it?I just got home from the gym, and at the end of the workout when my trainer was making fun of me, yet again, because I lost count of my rounds....<br />
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I told him what I did, told him the weight (75lbs) and he said "Christy, you should be RX'ing all your workouts now... he said you are easily one of the strongest women at this crossfit gym".<br />
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My upper body strength when it involves pulling my weight (ie: pull-ups, HSPU, rope climbs..) I am not even close to being there. But when it comes to my legs and my push strength? I'm there... I can get better... but my friends, when he said that, my inner sunshine beamed so brightly.<br />
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Again, yes, I don't need other people to tell me things about myself that I should know... but I will admit it felt pretty good.<br />
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<br />Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-50641398439059824572014-02-20T12:43:00.000-05:002014-02-21T10:53:18.555-05:00Some goods, some badsGood: Yesterday morning - finally did 3 full cleans with 105 lbs! Previous was 95, so another 10 lbs!<br />
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Bad: Had packed so many bags that morning, totally forgot my breakfast at home on the counter (hard boiled egg and all natural sausage). Stopped by McDonalds for sausage mcmuffin (which was frigging delicious by the way!)<br />
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Good: Went<a href="http://www.runchristyrun.blogspot.ca/2014/02/first-run-in-almost-2-years.html" target="_blank"> running at lunch</a> with a friend from crossfi! And I didn't die! I did have to ask to walk once (during a 25 minute run) to catch my breath :) We chatted, ran kind of slowly, and only did about 3ish k, but I got out and ran, with a new friend (I'm sure I've mentioned it a million times, I don't really make friends easily).<br />
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Bad: Ate chocolate after dinner (frigging V-day smarties that I stole from the kids!)<br />
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Good: Slept 10 hours<br />
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Good: Fit into my size 12 pants that I haven't worn in a few years. <br />
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Good: Was running late this morning, thought "I'll just go grab something for lunch when I'm at work", but ended up grabbing a frozen spaghetti squash with a paleo meatsauce and am eating that insteads :)<br />
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Bad: thawed spaghetti squash has a texture I don't like <br />
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Soooooooooo - is this what they call balance? Make more healthy choices then unhealthy choices? Or, should I not even be categorizing them as good and bad?<br />
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I will say, in the past, I would have dwelled on the mcmuffin and thought - I screwed today, might as well stuff every type of treat/snack/food into my mouth that I can and I will "start" tomorrow. But, I ate the salad I had brought for lunch. I ate my forgotten breakfast (Jeff had put it in the fridge for me) for dinner, and snacked on smarties for dessert.<br />
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Got up this morning and my first thought WASN'T how did I do yesterday (in terms of eating) and that's ALWAYS my first thought (isn't that pathetic).<br />
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Anyways, I'll take it as a win. And today I heard our workout was an awesome one so I'm squeezing it in tonight before Jeff goes plays basketball. <br />
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<br />Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-87525787032199662242014-02-14T09:52:00.002-05:002014-02-14T09:52:30.945-05:00Still trying to accept this body.....It's so funny how a workout can make me feel good or lousy. This morning it was lousy, becuase the workout included box jumps and I looooaaaaattttthhhhhheeeee box jumps. <br />
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It was only a few months ago that <a href="http://www.runchristyrun.blogspot.ca/2013/11/i-can-see-it.html" target="_blank">I finally was able to do them</a> after months and months of being chicken-shit. But, still, before each and every jump I make I have to convince myself to do it, it does not come easy at all, my heart is in my throat each time. And of course today we had to do 12 of them - four times. They just crush my soul, and instead of feeling that "BAM I did them!" all I seem to be able to concentrate on is how much I hate them. <br />
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Then getting ready.... (Picture below) I see all my flaws and blame the jumping on my weight and how terrible I am etc...whereas after Wednesday's workout, where I was able to pull off some awesome weight in squats, I felt better about myself.<br />
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I really have to work on these feelings and conquer the things that scare me - just keep doing them over and over until that pukey feeling no longer exists.<br />
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One day at a time I guess..... <br />
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<br />Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-63541636627437100142014-02-13T12:59:00.000-05:002014-02-13T15:10:35.144-05:00First run in almost 2 years?I'm totally losing track of time<br />
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<i>(there was this one time I was driving home with my gym partner and told her how I wanted to do the Tremblant 70.3 triathlon the year I turned 40, and would start training the year before. So she said - so that's this year right? I said no, I'm only 38. She said yes, now you are, but you turn 39 so next year you are 40. Then I went on to yell at her telling her she just lost me a year of my life)</i><br />
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Anyways, I digress. The last time I really ran, was the <a href="http://runchristyrun.blogspot.ca/2012/05/done-and-done.html" target="_blank">1/2 marathon in 2012</a>. I think I've done a bit of running here and there, but nothing serious. Last summer I tried to get back into it by doing a <a href="http://runchristyrun.blogspot.ca/2013/07/running-away-from-running.html" target="_blank">few track workouts</a>, but that wasn't enjoyable for too long.<br />
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So now - I haven't run YET, but I've made plans with this girl from my gym who works near me. Now, I'm sure I have talked before about the fact that I'm shy, hard to get out of my comfort zone especially around people who I don't really know. This girl is SUPER NICE, but she's like 15 years younger than me, half my size and doing 13 spartan races this summer....you get the picture. She could literally walk faster than I can. <br />
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But we've made a date, we are doing it. I really want to get more cardio going on in my life and I know myself, if I have someone waiting for me - it's the only way to get my arse out of this chair at lunch time and get moving.<br />
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Wish me luck!<br />
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<span style="color: #c27ba0;">Edited to add: I just sent her an invitation for our email calendars and called it "The run in which the much younger one kicks the older one's ass". Ha, love that I can even laugh at myself :) </span>Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-83978912031018756622014-02-12T09:38:00.002-05:002014-02-12T09:38:27.592-05:00Body AcceptanceI have very little of this. <br />
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The other day, <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Fit-Mom-in-Barrhaven/103356179788942?fref=ts" target="_blank">Katie</a> said "<span class="userContent" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">“Celebrate what your body CAN DO. And forget what it LOOKS like.” which she quoted from -<a href="http://www.swimbikemom.com/" target="_blank">Swim Bike Mom</a></span><br />
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<span class="userContent" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">And yes - this is what I need to do. I need to focus on what it can DO, not on what it looks like. </span><br />
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the same note, I don't want to ignore my body (Not saying that's what
the quote is telling us to do), I want to be able to look at different
parts of my body and appreciate them.</span><br />
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<span class="userContent" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">This morning at the gym, I did 3 back squats at 195lbs. The same weight as the men in the class.</span><br />
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<span class="userContent" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">And these big thick legs are what allowed me to do that. . If I want to be proud of my squat weight, I have to be proud of my legs. </span><br />
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Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-74580447052370915122014-02-11T10:59:00.001-05:002014-02-11T11:03:53.903-05:00Last nightI don't even want to give this event a whole space on my page - because I'm trying not to harp on my eating and celebrating the ups and downs (celebrating the ups wouldn't be so bad if it didn't mean the bad would be celebrated as well - celebrating bad is not fun, not a celebration as much as a horrible self-loathing party).<br />
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But here goes:<br />
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Last night we went over to our neighbours when we got home to discuss hockey, cupcakes and birthdays (in the opposite order then written). By that time it was almost 6, I didn't feel like cooking - Jeff didn't feel like cooking - we asked the boys what they wanted (either go out or order in a pizza and it was an overwhelming "pizza' victory vote).<br />
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The pizza came, and I had one piece. I didn't have the normal banter going on in my head "Christy, stop now, you are satisfied" "No, have one more piece, you are already off-plan, might as well stuff your face" "Christy - stop and drink water and then see if you are actually hungry after that" "EAT IT ALREADY".<br />
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There were no voices in my head.<br />
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I stopped when I was full.<br />
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Then we had cupcakes (see second paragraph) and I ate one - there were extras and I never even thought to myself I'd eat one when the kids went to bed.<br />
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And then while making lunches for the next day, I didn't eat a handful of crackers (see note above, you already are off plan, eat eat eat), or cheese, or spoonful of lemon yogurt, or chocolate bar sitting in the cupboard. I just drank my tea and went about my business.<br />
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And at the time? I didn't even think of this as a celebration... it was just what I was doing.<br />
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It wasn't until this morning I thought of how wonderful it is to feel that way, to live that way. Now, I've felt this way before, so I'm no dummy and I'm not shouting "I'm cured!". This is why I don't want to celebrate it, so that when I don't feel this way I won't feel like a total failure.<br />
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I'm not even sure this whole thing makes sense. But it feels good.<br />
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<br />Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-61548942744616826432014-02-10T09:45:00.002-05:002014-02-10T09:45:36.056-05:00New Year... new things to tryYikes! My friend and I signed up for <a href="http://somersault.ca/triathlons.htm" target="_blank">this</a>. While I would have rather done a tri - including the run, it was more important to have someone to do the race with then to run as well. So we are doing the Sprint SwimCycle which is 500M Swim - 23.6Km Cycle <br />
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And then, starting on March 1st.... I'm officially registered in the <a href="http://games.crossfit.com/article/2014-crossfit-games-open-and-regional-schedule" target="_blank">2014 Crossfit Open Games</a><br />
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When I think about it all, I get sick to my stomach. Butterflies, and questions like "WHAT ARE YOU THINKING" running through my mind... and then it's like a switch and I grin and my heart swells when I think of how far I've come... and how much further I want to go. Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-87459310157753976262014-02-09T09:11:00.000-05:002014-02-09T09:11:38.385-05:00Happy... New year?Wow, I haven't blogged in almost two months....I guess it's about time I come back.<br />
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Thing is, I've had a lot to say but every time I try to write - I just kind of hit a wall. I've been hitting a wall in more than one area in my life lately. You all know how much I love going to the gym - well, early January - when most of the world is attacking their new years resolutions with gutso... I kind of lost my mojo for working out. Now - I say I lost my mojo - but I never once didn't make it to the gym... I just wasn't loving it as much I always did. I used to wake up before my alarm and be excited to go... and then I just kind of didn't love going, didn't hate it, but definitely didn't love it.<br />
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Turns out, because no matter how much I swear I'm shy and awkward, apparently I talk a lot to people at my gym - and the more I talked, the more I found out there were a few of us going through the same thing. <br />
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Maybe it's because the February blues came early because this winter seems to have started to early.<br />
Maybe it's because we had started a new 6 week program at the gym for olympic lifting and I haven't yet mastered all the lifts and focussing on them again and again made me feel like I couldn't do anything right.<br />
Maybe it's because I've been going straight for 8 months now and my body was craving a change?<br />
Maybe, maybe, maybe... I can try to think of excuses all day long, but the bottom line is I had to get that feeling back.<br />
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I made small changes - set small goals (that wouldn't make sense to anyone but me), pushed myself a little harder every day, instead of talking about my lack of mojo with others, I would talk about things to work towards, how to improve things (instead of focussing on the negative). And you know what? It worked. Maybe I would have gotten out of my slump anyways, or maybe these changes actually worked. Either way, I'm happy to be back at it.<br />
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AND - I signed up for a swim-cycle race with a friend from the gym - I missed the idea of racing and she can't run, so I agreed to do this race with her. I've always wanted to do the try-a-tri and this is the next best thing. It's a 500m swim and a 22.6k bike ride - now to start training!<br />
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I'm also signing up for a 10K sometime over the summer with a friend. I haven't really run since the 1/2 I ran in 2012 and I think I may be missing it.<br />
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Keeping up with my current 5 days/week crossfit, adding in some swimming - running and biking? I think is the perfect combo to keep me happy, motivated and focussed.<br />
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Bring on 2014!!<br />
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<br />Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-8407079802221092502013-12-22T08:19:00.002-05:002013-12-22T08:19:50.777-05:00Atti-toodIt's amazing what a difference a simple change in mind set can make.<br />
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I've decided to be... happy.<br />
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To not yell at myself for eating too many shortbread, but rather think - holy smokes, those were delicious. I've been out and about lately (doing all the xmas shopping) and I have been letting people into my lane while driving, wishing everyone merry christmas, let people who are in a rush go in front of me, telling myself I look great in the mornings, calming people down at work, offering to help out when others look like they need it, and just keep smiling at everyone.<br />
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And you know what? It makes life WAY BETTER being happy then being angry. Blaming my lack of weight loss on a million things, telling myself I suck and am ugly, complaining about people at work, staying bumper to bumper so jerks can't get in front of me. <br />
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Remember that old saying that life is 20% what happens to us and 80% how we deal with it? It's totally true.<br />
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And now I'm off to drink a mug of tea while snuggling with my little guys while watching a christmas special.<br />
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Tis the season, and I am loving this season - and will make sure it continues after :) <br />
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<br />Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-45268964621324559542013-11-13T11:22:00.001-05:002013-11-13T11:22:58.829-05:00One wrong click of the button - and this is what happensWhen I go to send an e-mail, if I write in someone's name and hit the "," key, a list of all employees within my department appears. It's *supposed* to look at my personal contacts first - and as much as I'd love to be able to, I can't go back in time to see exactly how I did it, but rather than sending this e-mail to my sister, I sent it to another "Carrie" who works in my department. A funny story ensues. <br />
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<span style="color: blue;">From: me</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">To: Carrie<br />Subject: CHECK Out what i finally did<br /><br /><br />I've been trying for the past month to do it and this morning I did it!!</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">From: Carrie</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">To: me</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">Subject: Re: CHECK Out what i finally did</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Congratulations!!! You've clearly been working hard.<br /><br />Unfortunately I don't think your email was meant for me. But we can be sisters in handstands!</span><br />
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<i>** remember, I don't know this person!! </i><br />
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Ohhhh at this point, I laughed so hard I cried. I'm such a dumb-ass, and of course I would send this picture of me sweating and so ridiculously proud of myself to someone I don't know! I call my sister, and we are both crying because we are laughing so hard. I tell people at the office, she tells people at her office and Friday afternoon - there was alot of laughing crying going on.<br />
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I respond (of course)<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">From: Christy</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">To: me<br />Subject: Re: CHECK Out what i finally did<br /><br />Oh my - I am so sorry! I guess I was too excited to send it and I didn't check which Carrie I was sending it to - thank you for the picture, it made me laugh out loud that this at least got sent to someone who is pretty fricking awesome to do it right there in her office.<br /><br />TGIF - apparently I need the weekend.<br /><br />-Christy</span><br />
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And just now, I got her response:<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">From: Carrie</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">To: me</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">Subject: Re: CHECK Out what i finally did</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">I'm glad you enjoyed the picture. I couldn't tell you that you send the picture to complete stranger without at least embarrassing myself a little.<br /><br />FYI - the woman who took the picture was so inspired by you that she decided to try a handstand and she succeeded. After gastric bypass surgery and 130lb weight loss she still didn't think she could do it. She's now your biggest fan for giving her another challenge to accept and conquer :)</span><br />
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And then, I cried, not from laughing either. <br />
<br />Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-38285079646870886882013-11-08T14:55:00.000-05:002013-11-08T14:55:13.558-05:00I did itA hand stand push-up.<br />
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That's right, I.DID.IT<br />
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We've been practicing more of our skills at crossfit. Since starting, for alot of the more gymnastic type moves I do the scaled version (ie: if you can't climb the rope, you lie on the ground and pull yourself up using the rope. if you can't box jump, then you step-up and off the box).<br />
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Last week if you remember, I did <a href="http://www.runchristyrun.blogspot.ca/2013/11/i-can-see-it.html" target="_blank">box jumps finally</a>.<br />
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And just this morning, I finally got up on the wall and did a push-up.<br />
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Until now, I've always done my <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sLbk6u6boc4" target="_blank">hand stand push-ups off a box</a>. Which, yes, technically isn't a hand stand pushup, but that was our "scaled version" <br />
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This was my third skill session of trying to get up on the wall. The last two times I kept kicking my legs up, getting closer and closer to the wall but it was that finally inch - that finally push (that kind of makes your stomach turn over because it feels like you are going to go right over?) I just couldn't make.<br />
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This morning, I went down on my hands like I normally do, kicked my legs up. Didn't make it (still, an inch away), and then I tried again. AND I GOT UP. I started yelling "I'm up, I'm up" which is totally not like me, I do everything to avoid people looking at me, so to draw attention to myself, I obviously wasn't thinking what I was doing.<br />
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And up I was. Then I freaked out that I was up, so I got down. Ha, totally a Christy move.<br />
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So I went up again (mind you, me getting up on the wall is not graceful AT ALL) and this time, even went down to DO A PUSH-UP. I'm sure I only went down an inch or two, but STILL.<br />
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I don't know what it is guys - but I am getting better by the week at crossfit it seems. It's like I've reached a turning point at just doing what I am comfortable with - but not getting any better, and now I'm pushing myself out of my comfort zone and surprising myself with my abilities. I have to say, it's a fantastic feeling and I am walking with a little extra spring in my step, a smile on my face and a very different attitude towards so many things in my life.<br />
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It's a very happy place to be, indeed.<br />
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Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830263823071581081.post-13797130125101054242013-11-05T11:34:00.000-05:002013-11-05T11:34:35.951-05:00Big calf girl problemI've whined about this before, I can't fall tall boots that fit over my huge calves. Not an issue during the summer. But when fall hits and everyone pulls out their gorgeous tall boots, I have serious boot envy and I don't like the person I become :)<br />
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BUT - I did it, I found a pair of boots that fit.<br />
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They aren't perfect, but they are (no word of a lie) that first pair of boots I can get on without a ten minute/break into a sweat struggle to get on.<br />
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It's the heels that I don['t love, but from where I stand (literally), I can't see them - so it's for the rest of you to deal with :)<br />
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P.S. These types of photos (standing up and looking down) are so super flattering - you may see a lot more of these in the future!<br />
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P.S.S The boots I bought are <a href="http://www.theshoecompany.com/15406-BARETRAPS-scsw-WIDE-CALF-SCRUNCH.aspx" target="_blank">here</a>. Christyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04856667594694122377noreply@blogger.com5