mamby-pamby-ness

“I know you’re tired but come, this is the way.”
― Rumi

Has anyone seen my CF Jou Jou? Cause its run away from home and I can’t seem to locate it anywhere. There’s a reward if you find it. Double, if you teach it a lesson in commitment.

Lost that loving feeling, people. Not sure what the problem is. Feel unmotivated. Not scared, or challenged, or anxious, just plain old simple, Meh.

Don’t like this feeling. Think it has a lot to do with the FL vacation, and then the birthday celebrations. On a couple particular Fridays and Saturdays which shall remain nameless, my diet was less than primal. Today, my knees ache, my elbows are swollen, my left shoulder has an inferiority complex, the right has declared a state of anarchy. But I went to the WOD today nonetheless, and will continue to try to hit 5 per week. No rest for the indifferent. Probably another good thing about this 90 Day Challenge. It doesn’t let you quit. Even though you might wonder out loud about quitting, on the internet, where your 90 Day Peeps might read all about it. I’m also guessing, the unhealthy portion of my diet, like the birthday cheesecake, and cheeseburger with fries and beer apres ski on Saturday, are all contributing to my current state of in-equalibirum.

Warm-Up:

Row 1000m

Completed: in 4:33.

WOD:

I. AMRAP in 20 Minutes:

20 Thrusters (135/95)

20 Pullups

20 Burpees

Completed: 2 rounds plus 5 Thrusters (at 75lbs.) Ring Pulls Ups.

You simply can’t live in two worlds, uncommitted 100% to either, and expect great things. You’re either in, or you’re out. Half-way equals half-ass. How can you expect stellar things from a less than stellar effort. It’s not possible. When will I ever learn. Enough of this mamby-pamby-ness. Enough.

Celebratory Speedbumps

Okay. So, I’ve been a food slacker the last couple of weekends. During the week my diet has been strictly primal, but the weekends come, and it all starts sliding to HellinaHandBasket. Whatever that means. Actually, its not that bad. I’m still pretty good. The thing about eating primal, the cravings for bad carbs goes away for the most part. You feel full and satisfied, energetic, and healthy. It’s really quite something. But what happens with me, inevitably, is; as I gain momentum and really start rolling in a healthy primal direction, some holiday appears, or celebration, or, umm… birthday. And I start slipping up, here, and there, in guilty indulgent increments. And then it becomes exponentially harder to put on the brakes. And the Holidays, the reasons to celebrate, will always be there. Take this upcoming weekend for instance, its the freaking Super Bowl. One of the most carb and cheese laden Holidays known to modern man.

In the end its what we do with these, at least in my case, these Celebratory Speedbumps, that makes all the difference. I’ve decided I need to get more serious with my food. Sit it down and give it a good talking to. The exercise is there. I’m hitting my WOD’s, taking my long walks and getting out and being as active as much as possible. But what I really need to do, is amp up my commitment on the food-side of this 90-DC.

I want to reach that place I’ve never been able to reach before. There’s two months left to the 90-DC. Plenty of time to get even more serious, and finally cross a finish line in personal fitness I’ve only dreamt about, yet have never been able to actually achieve. In life there is no finish line, its a marathon, but there is a finality to the 90-DC. So why not take the opportunity to create an even more healthy, more solid, jumping off point for all future activities. There was a good article about this on Mark’s Daily Apple. I’ve read through the 21 Day Transformation, once. It’s time to give it another go, and put it into action.