Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Attack of the killer kettle bell

Friends, I had a thought as I read this blog. I should begin recording my workouts here. Writing about them will keep a good record of my achievements and areas of improvement since I literally write NOTHING down.

Today's WOD (Workout Of the Day):

Black Box WOD/Beginner WOD:  
A1: Push Press 4×3
A2: 30-second goblet squat hold x4 sets

B: 4 rounds: 3-minute AMRAP of 5 pullups, 10 pushups, 15 situps; rest 1 minute between rounds

A1: My group started our first working set at a comfortable weight and tried to increase the weight each time: 53#, 63#, 73#, 73#
  • 73# felt really heavy and I'm not sure I could safely add any more weight, so I kept it there for our last set.
A2: I used a 12kg kettle bell for our goblet squat holds

B: I did pullups with a green band (higher resistance = more assistance = easier) since my hands are getting crazy calloused from all the pullups I've been doing. I'm glad I did, because I learned that I have to kip (ie, swing or use momentum) quite a bit while using the blue bands (lower resistance = less assistance=harder) and I didn't really have the room for that today. I started the first round doing unassisted pushups, but I couldn't keep that up the whole time, so most were done on my knees. Damn, that minute of rest went fast.
  • Round 1: Two rounds + 5 pullups
  • Round 2: Two rounds + 5 pullups
  • Round 3: Two rounds + 4 pullups
  • Round 4: Two rounds + 5 pullups
Each round of 5 pullups, 10 pushups, 15 situps equaled 30, so score was determined by how many reps were completed in each round. My score: 65, 65, 64, 65.

How'd I feel? Good, not great. My legs are still sore from Sunday's killer kettle bell workout.

Today, Coach Will gave us a worksheet for us to write down our personal, health, and career goals for the next one, three, and six months. This workout definitely served to highlight some things I need to work on.

Things to improve:
  1. Sleep more -- right now, I average about 5-6 hours/night. This is a recurring problem for me.
  2. Pullups -- I just want one by this time next year.
  3. Double unders -- I get one or two at random now, but I want to possess the skill of being able to string together double unders at will.
  4. Handstand pushups -- still lacking the shoulder strength to do these properly.
  5. Speed -- I'm a slow mo' f*cka. Gotta catch up.
This actually took a lot of time, so I'm not sure I'll remain consistent. But, I'm sure gonna try!

Here's to being bad,



Who's counting?

Ask me about my weekend. 

It was awesome, thanks. I spent half the day on Saturday wandering around Brooklyn, trying to figure out which way was up and the rest of the day trying to get out of there.

We did come across this gem.

The World's Largest Menorah. So they claim. 

My first Hanukkah was greeted with screams and bounces of jubilee as I opened my first gift.

A gloriously purple ice cream maker.

Who has some cool recipes? Everything I look at is inspiration for ice cream now.

Cinnamon roll ice cream
Eggnog Ice cream
Pancakes n' Syrup ice cream
Peppermint Bark ice cream
Peanut butter n Jelly ice cream

It's all happening. Just wait.

In other news, did you know that I love the Lady of Pop? 

Well, I do.

I think she's cool and that we should be friends. I also love these pictures by Terri Richardson. I love that he captures her doing such normal things. Like putting milk in her coffee, getting her hair dyed, eating, and brushing her teeth. 

It reminds me that she and I are not all that different. She just has way more fans and wears fake eyelashes. There are more differences (like the Grammy awards and international fame), but who's counting.

Anyway, to remind myself that I can achieve just about anything (even a pullup), I made the Lady my cover photo on my iPhone.

Inspiring, no?

Today, I snacked on a Larabar (pbj flavor, duh) at 6am while packing my clothes for work and watching Season 4 of True Blood on the iPad.

As it was someone's birthday at work, a coworker brought in some delicious doughnuts to celebrate (and test my self failed, as usual). I had a lot of little pieces that probably added up to a whole, but who knows.

I haven't eaten lunch yet, but I won't even bother taking a picture of it because it looks like poo. Indian lentils with grilled chicken and rice is yummy, but not pretty. I'll take a picture of the next pretty thing I eat. Worry not.

Until next time, have fun being bad.


Friday, December 7, 2012

Happy Christmukkah

I have very exciting news.

Are you ready?

It's my first Christmukkah.

My first Christmas tree as an adult, coupled with my first Menorah EVER. Side note: the boy made that Menorah in grade school.

Yesterday, I had a very fun snack. 

 Lactose free yogurt with almonds & honey.


With some kiwi dipped in.

Drizzle drizzle.

Lunch yesterday was a Bad Girl Classic: my tuna salad with a brown rice tortilla. Delish, but boring.

Today, I ordered from Dig Inn. Since no one was hungry when I was, I had to beef up my order to match the minimum delivery amount. I got a build my own plate with braised beef, cauliflower salad with raisins, roasted veggies, and a broccoli quinoa salad.

And a pineapple/coconut smoothie (hold the added sugar/agave nectar)...


The smoothie was much better than I anticipated. It was super yum. I actually wasn't crazy about my red pepper dressing and the broccoli quinoa salad, so I didn't finish that, but everything else was awesome!

And, for honesty's sake...I had two mini Christmas candies (york patty and reese's) and a dark chocolate salted caramel...

I'm such a bad, bad girl.


Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Garb n Getup

WHADDUP, bad boys & girls?!

How's your Wednesday panning out? Mine is pretty fantastic.

Remember when I told you my eats haven't been all that exciting because I'm trying to save money? I brought proof.

Exhibit A. Peanut Butter Banana Sandwich on Gluten Free Bread
Exhibit B. Choco-Date Bites
Exhibit C. Yes, I ate this shit. All of it. Then I licked my fingers.

I also found my fashion sense buried under the pile of dull winter clothing taking up half of my couch and popped on some tights. They got mad compliments.
That's a lot o' leg.
Let me tell you about my debaucherous romp through NOLA.

If you know me at all, you know the previous statement is dripping with sarcasm. I'm a middle-aged woman when it comes to going out and having a good time. Two glasses of wine and I'm sleeping on my boyfriend's shoulder at the bar. You can laugh like that's a joke, but it happened.

To fuel myself through the annoying security line at LaGuardia Airport (yes, people, you have to take off your shoes, coats, and scarves...this was implemented over ten years ago...get with the program), I made myself pb&j pancakes.

Covered with blueberry fruit spread with pb sandwiched in there.
I cut Tina's recipe in half and ate them all. Judge me.

Luckily, the boy and his friends and family like food as much as I do, so we ate our way through NOLA. Evidence below.

Italian sodas: peach (left) and cherry limeade (right)

Coffee and beignets from the famous Cafe Du Monde!

Beignets bathing in powdered sugar. Yum.

My favorite treat of the weekend: Chocolate Pecan Pie. Swoon.

Side note: the place where we got the pecan pie had this mysterious yellow liquid in a syrup container. We tried to guess what it was, but we were way off.

Melted butter. 

I don't know if I should clap or vomit.

I am not woman enough for a hand grenade.

But he is.

My favorite street in New Orleans.


My rehearsal dinner getup.

 Our wedding garb.

As always, have fun being bad. See ya next time.