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Finding the progress even when it feels like nothing is happening.

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Hello! Here we are for out monthly update, and happy thanksgiving to all of my fellow Americans. I can’t believe a few things here:

  1. My dog is still alive. (she has cancer yay, 90 days post op!)
  2. My other dog is still alive. (he’ll be 16 this week whaat)
  3. It’s fucking the end of November.
  4. I skipped over decorating for Thanksgiving and skipped right to the Christmas decorations
  5. I’m capable of (and that I even care about) decorating a house in the midst of my chaotic life

Exciting stuff, I tell you. So.. Facebook memories decided to show me a super horrific picture of me Saturday. It was so bad, that I actually went to the gym for the Saturday WOD instead of going straight to shopping instead. It was a tough sell, but it was a bad picture. I then pestered Tom repeatedly to take some good pictures of me so that I could create what you will see below. I’m sure I was less than thrilled when he sent me the good picture, but now that I have my little timeline collage put together, it all worked out. I am capable of making far more flattering faces, but apparently he didn’t think those were picture-worthy. Thanks, Tom!

Here we go.

Left Photo. First starting CrossFit. I remember hating the picture. Look how fucking ginormous I am. My ass, my arms, my stomach, seriously what the fuck. Look at my clunky tennis shoes, good God, fat lady. Get your shit together.

Middle photo. What you can’t see is that there are like, 2 15lb plates on that lady bar. That puts that weight at a whopping 65 lbs, I know right?! 65lbs for me is laughable now. I can’t even tell you what I do with 65 lbs now. Nothing..? I usually skip right to 95, but that’s cool. 65 lbs on the bar, it is. And I look like I’m riding the struggle bus, hard. And what am I doing, deadlifting?? Seriously, I’m deadlifting 65 lbs here. Great job, lady. Crushing those 65lb deadlifts.

Right photo. I’m getting ready to run my 100m run in our partner relay. Yes, I ran like, 6 times on Saturday! Not usual, not common, but it was the only thing between getting and not getting that red-lettered RX on the board, so I sucked it up. (and my feet have been suffering since, so ridiculous.) And when I say run, I mean like, slow jog. People lapped me several times. Clearly I cared. I’m probably yelling at my teammates here, cheering them on, looking all tough and shit. I imagine this is likely the face I make on a regular basis when I’m out in public. Lady your kid is screaming, what the fuck. Hands on the hips, pissed about something, and looking rather formidable. Or ready to stomp on someone. Or ready to say something inappropriate. So feminine! Such a lady.

On the left, size XL shirt, size XL pants. Giant arms, giant face, giant ass. Belly that went for miles. Entirely miserable. Wondering if I’d ever be good at something. Pretending to be happy. I probably bent over like that thinking it would conceal something on my body. Nope.

Middle. Same. XL everything. Calves so big my socks slouched down. Probably left rings around my ankles.

Right. Size Small t-shirt. Size 10 lululemon. I could wear size 8, but I have too many size 10s I need to wear out. I’m thrilled the size Small shirt was comfortable enough to wear that day.

10 Full Days Eating Ultra Low Carb – 8/17/14

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I started following some guidelines in the book Carb Nite (I apologize, the site is a little scammy and hokey) over the last 10 days. I waited a full 10 days of Ultra Low Carb eating, and decided that the night of Day 11 would be my insulin-spiking feast!

During the 10 days I ate things like,

ground turkey with sauteed onions, mushrooms and red pepper flakes (basically my sweet potato hash minus the sweet potatoes)
Salads with grilled chicken and bleu cheese
Burgers, no bun, with cheese, pickles, lettuce, bacon, mushrooms
eggs, lots of eggs! Hard boiled eggs, scrambled eggs, fried eggs.
Bacon.
fried, unbreaded chicken wings, caprese salads (tomatoes were my biggest source of carbs the last 10 days, for sure.)
grilled steaks, sausages
salads, salads, salads
more eggs, more bacon.
Coffee with cream (I’m drinking dairy again, I couldn’t stay away.) and by cream I mean, half and half, or heavy whipping cream – 2-3 cups of coffee a day
butter! Mmmm butter.
Mozzarella, often with hardboiled eggs. I can eat them in the car, on the go, whenever. As long as I put some salt in that zip lock, we’re good to go.
nuts! walnuts, cashews, almonds

That about covers it. But yeah, my biggest thing was the VERY FIRST DAY. Once I got through the first day, I was good. I missed my dried pineapple, my dried banana chips, my whatevers. Sweet potatoes, rice, etc. But.. once I got through that first day, the rest was smooth sailing.

I’ll tell you about my Carb Nite later. If nothing else, just know I was extremely UNcomfortable last night after all the shit I ate. I can’t believe people eat that way on a regular basis. As in daily. As in multiple times daily. I even stayed mostly gluten free last night too! Miserable.

I will mention that in 10 days’ time I went from 215ish to 210. My lowest on this CrossFit/Paleo journey EVER has been 209. So.. hopefully this insulin spike BS crap that I went through last night will power me past 209. That would be awesome. 🙂 More later!