Finally! After 2 weeks of missing it, I was so happy to be back at boxing this morning! It was AWFUL though since the AC wasn’t working, and it is legit like super humid outside, it was like boxing in a Bikram studio.
Today’s class was amazing - it was super packed so we had to go 2 at a time, but I was feeling so energized and excited to see my boxing friends, that I really tried to push myself and kill it! Loving that my knuckles are still bruised up three hours after class!
We focused on abs more than usual, and I have a feeling after doing maybe 500 Russian Twists total with a 25lb plate, it’s going to hurt to breathe tomorrow.
I love that feeling. Happy Thursday and get your burn in before happy hour!
Culinary experiment gone amazing: chopped up Brussel sprouts, broccoli, chicken, and asparagus sautéed in bacon fat (left over from last night) with breadcrumbs, almonds, garlic, salt, pepper, and Parmesan cheese.
Beyond amazing. Cannot wait to make this again. Higher in fat yes, but netting 33 carbs for the entire meal. Amazing.
Tonight on our evening stroll, a couple stopped B, Shea, and myself. We thought they needed directions.
They asked if we believed in God. Like excuse me, do you believe in God?
While B said politely thanks but no thanks, we aren’t buying what your selling, and will keep our views to ourselves - I totally tuned out the entire conversation.
Because the random dude was wearing a shirt that I produced for the company I work for now! I was staring at it, the fit, the collar, everything! I love seeing my product on customers!
Silver lining?!! Yes!
So last night I was reading this new book (which I am loving, very Jack Reacher-ish) and the main guy John Puller goes to the gym and some girl is like why are you doing legs, most guys do arms/chest? And he answers - because you can’t run on your hands. So so so true.
So I did legs today:
All in all a pretty good workout - hopefully I won’t be sore for boxing since our warm up has a ton of lunges, squats, and other leg related things usually in it.
Get over the hump and go get after it!
Eating breakfast for dinner while dining al fresco, watching the sunset makes a perfect Tuesday night.
The definition of insanity says you do the same thing over and over and expect different results.
When it comes to my bootcamp class, I expect it to be awesome. And it isn’t. Every Tuesday. Why do I keep going back?
I don’t get it. The stations are legit - they are hard. But maybe it’s just that they aren’t hard enough - or that we don’t do them long enough? Or we don’t do a real warm up any more before class starts?
I actually said to the instructor your class isn’t hard enough (in a more delicate way, like today was awesome, but you should make it even more challenging next week!) and he was like no, there are too many new people.
Maybe abitofsilliness or other athletic instructors can weight in on this - but when you have like 25 people in a class, and like 22 are regulars and 3 are new - wouldn’t you gear the class towards the regulars and not the three new people? Just saying.
So tomorrow is a new day. A day when I can do kettle bells, or TRX, or run, or anything else that will basically kick my own tush. Don’t get me wrong, today was good - it was. It just wasn’t good enough.
I was up so much last night that I was exhausted this morning. One of those sleepless nights where you wake up every half hour and look at the clock. The worst. The last thing I felt like doing was going to the gym. But I did.
Since I was so low energy I was trying to figure out what I could to get the most calories burned with exerting the smallest amount of energy possible. I had a flashback of when B and I went to Peru - I spent the month before we left walking uphill on the treadmill so I would get used to the major hills that I knew Matchu Pitchu would offer.
So I set the treadmill at an 8.0 incline and walked for 48 minutes uphill at a 4.0 speed. I was so involved with the Billy Crystal Inside the Actor’s Studio I was watching I totally lost track of time. I looked down and it had been 48 minutes.
I had sweat dripping from my face, my shirt was totally drenched, and I burned approximately 412 calories.
It was the perfect workout for how I was feeling this morning. It also reminded me how when people say they hate running - there are always other options.
Great way to start my week - hope you started yours out strong!
I literally was beaten down, angry, exhausted, and really really grumpy. Until I walked in the door and my husband not only prepared an AMAZING spaghetti squash dinner - but also had this gorgeous appetizer waiting for me.
I realized that being with him, makes every day a good day - even when it’s a bad one. I am the luckiest girl alive.
NoSauce Book Review - I Feel Bad About My Neck by Nora Ephron
I know I am a little young for this book, but I found it in my apartment building, and thought the average age of people that live here is like 35 or something, so maybe it will apply to me.
If I had read this at 20 I would probably have given it 1 star.
Reading now in my 30’s I am giving it 3.
I wonder if I was 40ish if I would give it 5?
It’s a humorous look at aging, and so much of it rings true, but Ephron does something amazing which can be illustrated by this general idea:
If people see you slip and fall on a banana peel and laugh, they are laughing at you. However, when you tell them the story, and are laughing yourself about slipping and falling on a banana peel you are controlling the situation - they are laughing with you.
Basically you always have to be able realize that all life is, is a series of stories. You can be the victim, or the hero, either way is in how you spin it.
Enjoyable, and an incredibly fast read. Very easy summer beach friendly. Even if I have a few years before my neck goes (or so I hope)
I have this fear of bulking up.
See photo exhibit a pictured here below:
Obviously while I do admire her dedication to fitness, this is not what I want to look like. What I am going for is exhibit b pictured below:
curvy, super fit, skinny but strong. Plus, I wouldn’t complain if my hair looked like the brunette version of this above. Just saying.
So when LAEL read my last post on legs, she was like dude, stop doing 8,000 lunges, and do less holding weights. I was like I don’t want to bulk my legs, I want to slim them down. She proceeded to lecture me the same way MFT would about how basically I am an idiot if I think it can bulk me so stop whining and do it.
So today I did. We will see.
I know in my head I will never look like photo exhibit a - but I get so freaked out about it for some reason I end up using lighter weights than I should.
Wednesday’s are for being strong - so I will see how sore I am tomorrow. If not, maybe heavier weight, or all 6 sets with weights. I need to play around to get it right.
Push through the mid-week slump! Go get after it!
I went to my usual Tuesday bootcamp this morning, but I am thinking it might be the last time for a bit - it’s just not hard enough. I wonder if I should give it one more shot and push myself harder, or if actually the class is just too easy for my skill/strength level. I say this because:
Maybe I didn’t push myself, maybe class isn’t that hard. Either way, it’s always frustrating to haul yourself awake and out the door before 6am, just to get an average workout.
At least it’s better than nothing - get your Tuesday burn in!
NoSauce Book Review - The Kitchen House by Kathleen Grissom
This book was amazing.
Virginia hills, late 1800’s, plantation owners and slaves, ladies, and immigrants, it was a perfect historical fiction for this setting.
The book goes back and forth between two characters. The first, Lavinia who is white but enslaved (indenture servitude) at 7 years old, away from her family, away from Ireland, away from everything she has ever known. The second, Belle, a half white half black slave who is gorgeous and in a tough spot being the owners illegitimate daughter. She doesn’t fit in with the ladies, she doesn’t fit in with the other slaves.
It was written like Downton Abby - you love the help just as much as you love the family. You love watching their individual stories along with their twists in interaction.
The picture was painted in a beautiful way. I really felt like I was there living the story with the characters. I had no idea what was coming. I loved every page of this book and was sad when it ended.