I actually ate cereal yesterday. It’s sort of a quarterly event when I get so desperate for something, that I eat cereal. Don’t get me wrong…I used to LOVE cereal, but since I got the foodie bug, I’ve sort of shunned it for things I thought were more fun. Alas…I was in a bit of a rush to get to the office, so Rice Chex with some So Delicious Vanilla Coconut milk and half of a sliced banana it was. And it was good
For lunch, I actually packed some vegan chana dal chili and grapes (yes, a new food allergy sufferer living on the edge with a raw fruit). On the way to work, I get a text from AC that her afternoon shuffled a bit, so we ended up having lunch. Thai food. Tofu green curry. Don’t judge.
I couldn’t let that packed lunch go to waste, so I heated it up for dinner, and made chili-tacos. My own Mexican Monday. Easy and lazy, but it worked.
This morning I put a bit more effort into breakfast. It helped that I was up stupid-early (dumb insomnia), but I made a cheezy tofu scramble. Onions, tomatoes, red bell peppers, and tofu, scrambled for a bit, then topped with a bit of Daiya cheese until melted. Seriously…270 calories for a massively filling bowl full of scrambled fun.
Lunch was more a series of snacks to accommodate a mid-day workout. I had some gluten-free Ener-G toast with sunflower butter before hand, and a blender-ball full of Vega berry protein powder after. Between the two it was 350 calories, so it was more or less a lunch.
I’m making dinner now (slow cooker red kidney bean French style stew and rice).
Back in the box! As I’m learning the vernacular, it’s sort of fun. A Crossfit gym is refered to as a box. It’s a nice way of saying big a$$ warehouse.
Yesterday was just a Crossfit day, but it was sort of a milestone one. I established my very first ever One Rep Max (1RM) of my first exercise ever. The WOD called for different sets of percentages of the 1RM, but because I didn’t have one, I spent the first 20 minutes establishing that. Basically, I take the barbell (which by itself is 33 lbs), and keep adding weight until I can’t lift anything. I establish doing 1 rep with good form at my max weight. So, as of yesterday, my 1RM for a dead lift is 124 lbs. All told, it took me about 15 reps to find that max. Can’t wait until I re-benchmark in a few months.
After that, the WOD was As Many Reps As Possible (AMRAP) of:
4 min – Knee-to-Elbows (a horrible thing on a pull up bar…I did 8)
3 min – Ground-To-Shoulder Atlas Stones (I did 11 with a 40 lb stone)
2 min – double unders (I did 19, and about 100 singles between them….and whipped marks into my bum with the jump rope in the process!)
1 min – sumo dead lift high pulls (I did 11 with 42 lbs)
Today’s WOD was actually harder. After warm-up and skill work (mostly mobility/stretching, pull ups, and push ups), we got busy. There were only 5 of us during lunch, so we had LOTS of individual coaching, which was cool.
4 Rounds of:
10 hand release push-ups
400 m run
That took me 20:15. The workouts are short, but freakishly intense.
After work I went on a 3 mile run. It was stupid hot and tough, but got it done.
Some smells are good. Like baking a yummy dessert or smelling flowers. Some smells are bad. Working out in a warehouse for an hour, and one ends up smelling bad. Running in the hot VA evening, and guess what. Smelly (for the second time in a day). After my run, I decided to actually take time to cool down before a shower (hot showers when already hot aren’t fun). While that was happening, all I could do was notice how awful I smelled. I actually used really girly soap in the shower (which is rare because I’m too lazy), and now I smell like flowers. A good smell. Just be glad you weren’t near me when I was in stinky-mode.
Good news on the golf clubs. I can return them (getting charged $30 for a restocking fee, but it’s my own dumb fault…at least they’re taking them back!), AND….they’re giving me lefty ones that match his height requirements. Yay. If I can get them by next Monday, I won’t screw up that this gift was partially an anniversary one too.
Okay, time to check the pressure cooker. I’m feeding my family SO much later than normal….