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Single leg burpees and PT tests

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You guys want to know what the most awkward exercise known to the Crossfit world is? The single leg burpee. Also known as- “How I discovered that I have a definite strength and balance inequality between my right and left legs.” It is EXACTLY what it sounds like. And it brought back some VIVID flashbacks of when I was a hefty middle schooler and on the dance team. (There are no cuts in middle school sports. HAH! Sadly, I did not make the team after my freshman year of high school. Some of us were not destined to become ballerinas. Sniff.) Anyway, while the other girls were did their perfect pirouettes and kicked high and straight, I clunked through the songs like an elephant.. well, like an elephant attempting to do pirouettes and high kicks.

Just kidding. Seriously though, no one has ever described me as “graceful.” So today’s WOD was particularly awful, since the whole thing called for coordination. After some bench presses (which I rocked, b-t-dubs) it was 10,8,6,4, and 2 reps for time of single arm DB jerk and single leg burpees. It was one of those workouts where you just feel like you spend lots of time/effort concentrating on your form, and so the whole workout feels awkward and just.. off. I won’t say that I didn’t get a good workout, because I did leave sweaty and breathless, but it wasn’t like yesterday’s workout that utterly destroyed me. (It was a chipper which included an obscene amount of overhead squats, pull ups, and KB swings). It’s alright though, not every workout is going to feel great, and hopefully the time spent concentrating on my form will pay off later.

Let’s take a minute to talk about fitness. That was out of nowhere, but I couldn’t think of a good way to transition, so deal with it. So as you can see from previous posts on this blog, I used to be heavily into running. Like- that was all I did, that and push ups and crunches so I could pass my PT test. I’ll get into running v crossfit on a later post, but I want to talk about my fitness history. I have a PT test Thursday morning, so I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately. For most of my Army career, I’ve scored a 290 or above on my PT test (the highest score being 300). This test consists of a 2 mile run, 2 minutes of push ups, and 2 minutes of situps. In spring 2012, or right before I discovered crossfit, I scored a 300. I thought I was AMAZING shape. I was by Army standards anyway. And then the guy I was seeing at the time dragged me to my first ever crossfit workout. And it DESTROYED me. As in, I was sore for days. And I sat there thinking, I’m in shape, right? The Army says I’m in shape. I run all the time! (Although to be completely honest, I had begun to fall out of love with running by then, due to numerous injuries, overtraining, and really just plain boredom). So if I’m in such great shape, why did some pull ups, air squats, and push ups render me unable to lift myself off of the couch for an entire week? (For the record, my first ever crossfit workout was Murph. If you don’t know what that is, you should look it up and do it. It’ll be fun, I promise).
And that’s what prompted the startling revelation. I’m not really in shape. In the last year and some change, I’ve become more fit than I’ve ever been, but my PT scores have failed to hit 300, or even 290. I used to define myself as a Soldier by how well I scored on my PT test. I used to get so nervous before PT tests that I wouldn’t sleep the week before one was scheduled. When I did sleep I’d have nightmares about failing it. One test (that I scored a 290 on), I was so nervous that I had diarrhea, between all 3 events. Ridiculous, right?
Maybe it was because I started doing crossfit and fitness took on a whole new meaning for me, or maybe it was just because six years of psyching myself out before a minimum twice-yearly PT was exhausting, but I just stopped caring how well I did. That’s not to say that I would be ok with scoring 180 (the absolute minimum), but I no longer feel the same pressure to max every event. I know I’m fit, although I might not be able to crank out 80 sit ups in 2 minutes anymore. But in light of the fact that I can squat with 80 pounds over my head, and I can clean 85 pounds, this seems unimportant. Because when I started doing crossfit over a year ago, I couldn’t even do a proper air squat, let alone an over head one. So we’ll see how I do on this PT test on Thursday, but I’m not stressing. It’s just another workout.

Hope the rest of your week is smooth and fast!


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June 18, 2013 at 9:33 pm

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Too hot to handle

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So I’ve been meaning to write this post for awhile, but it’s taken me awhile to gather my thoughts on this to be able to write something about it. When I was in Drill Sergeant School last fall, the DSLs (Drill Sergeant Leaders) kept telling us about how different basic training was now and how restricted we as DS were. At the time, I brushed it off, thinking that it probably wasn’t as bad as they made it seem, or that was just at Ft Jackson, or they were just telling us that because they had to. Then I got my hat and came to Ft Sill. And I am shocked and frustrated on a nearly daily basis with how scared the Army is. I used to think the Army was just putting in weaker privates because that was the generation that was growing up.. Now I think it’s the Army that’s creating this “weaker” generation.
Before I begin, let me just say that I understand, to some extent, why this is happening. I know that DSs were abusing their power. I know that there was excessive hazing, widespread cases of sexual harassment and assault, and that DS now are closely monitored because the actions of some of our dumber comrades have proven to the Army that we cannot be trusted. However, I strongly feel that we have swung too far in the other direction. I’ve met DSs too scared to do their job, for fear of repercussion from higher. The word of a private is gold, and DSs are now guilty until proven innocent (and even then they get a letter of concern in their official file). So noting that, here are some of the things that frustrate me and make me scared for the future of the Army.

The goal of Army Basic Combat Training is to turn civilians into Soldiers and to prepare them for life in the Army.I have to argue that while BCT maybe teaches them the requisite tasks needed to be a Soldier (such as marksmanship, PT, Drill and Ceremony), being a Soldier is far more than being able to pass a PT test, shoot a weapon, and march. Basic training taught me how to function when I was cold and miserable, how to use my mind to conquer my body, and how to push through fear and pain. While the tasks are still more or less the same, the Army has taken out degree of toughness. I asked some specialist in my CBRN class what he thought of basic training when he went three years ago. His answer? “Pathetic.” And that was three years ago!! I’m not lying to these privates when I tell them that basic training is the easiest thing they will have to endure during their time in the Army.

So here’s a few things I don’t understand. If we’re supposed to be preparing these Soldiers for the rigors of combat, why are we babying them? Earlier this week, my boyfriend’s btry conducted the privates’ first PT test. It was 80 degrees the morning of, and one female private became a heat casualty and fell out. She was taken to the hospital, where I imagine she got an IV, and then returned to duty. End of story, right? Nope. The DS were informed that a 15-6 (an investigation, the words every DS dreads), would be opened for every heat casualty. Every time. You’re kidding right? She was running two miles for the first time in her life, probably. We’re opening a 15-6? Where you’re going to find what, that the DS had implemented every possible safeguard, such as having a MED EVAC vehicle, putting out water coolers, had told the privates to hydrate. What do you think you’re going to find, exactly? Later this same week, his btry (I’m going to be using his btry as an example a lot, because I’m not currently in cycle and he is) was told that not only do they have to set up their two solar shades at training sites, they now have to set up an air conditioned tent. WHAT? Yes, it gets hot here. But that’s the POINT of basic training. You learn how to get acclimated to heat. You teach the privates how to hydrate properly, how to eat so they lessen their risk of becoming a casualty, and we monitor the temperature and implement work/rest cycles and modify the uniform when it gets over 95 degrees. And now we have to have an air conditioned tent, in case they get too hot. What are we teaching them, exactly? When they deploy there will be no air conditioned tent for them to cool off in mid-mission. They will have to rely on the skills we taught them to prevent them from becoming a heat casualty. Except wait a minute- we taught them there would always be an air conditioned tent! The same btry has CCC- combat conditioning course- today. They left at 0530 this morning to beat the heat and finish the training before afternoon. After events like these, the btry normally conducts a “non tactical march” back to the btry. These shorter NTMs strengthen the Soldiers and prepare them for the four mandatory ruck marches they have to complete to graduate. However, instead of walking the mile and a half back to the btry at noon today, the privates will be sitting outside in the hot air until trans gets there to pick them up at 1500 (3pm). Trans that according to the commander will cost the Army 500 dollars to send (to pay the drivers, for the fuel, etc). And the Army is supposed to be broke. Actually wait- they’ll probably all be in the air conditioned tent. So when it comes to their actual ruck marches they won’t be able to complete them because they’ll be unprepared. I can’t possibly blame this on the Soldiers. It’s not their fault that the Army is now terrified of any Soldier feeling light headed due to the heat.

And what about the DS? These privates are taught that they can sit in an air conditioned tent when it gets hot, and a warm classroom when it gets too cold. Meanwhile the DS are standing outside, all day long, with barely a break to pee and eat. Let me tell you a story. In March we went to the zero range on the worst day possible. I’m pretty sure this was the most miserable day in my Army career. It didn’t get above 36 degrees all day and it alternatively rained, snowed, and hailed on us. The privates would group and zero their weapon and then go back to the classroom. The DS were on that firing line for almost eight straight hours. I’m going to be honest with you- I’m not tough. I effin HATE the cold. Hate it. You’re probably like, but you’re from Wisconsin, you’re used to it, ect. ect. NO. I’m trying to go to Hawaii next just so I’ll never have to be cold again. But you know what? I stood on that firing line as a safety the whole damn day. Cause I joined the Army, and that means you spend roughly 70 percent of your time either being too hot or too cold. And that’s the point I’m stressing. We’re trying to teach these privates how to be Soldiers, but we’re not even affording them the opportunity to be uncomfortable and prove to themselves that they can survive it. I understand trainee abuse. Abuse is not walking a mile and a half at a comfortable pace to prepare them for ruck marches and acclimate them to heat.

But it all goes back to the Army having to find someone to blame if something goes wrong or someone gets hurt. You would not BELIEVE the amount of paperwork that goes hand in hand with basic training. There are TWO risk assessments for every training event, a composite and a dynamic. Water coolers and medical equipment are never far away, and DS are constantly trained on emergency procedures. All this is so if a private goes down, the Army can say “Oh, your dynamic risk assessment wasn’t prepared correctly. That makes this incident your fault.” And it spirals from there, til today we’ve reached the point of air conditioned tents and trans, all because no one wants to be the unit with a heat casualty. And really, I’m just using heat casualties as an example. Privates are now babied in every aspect. STOP THE MADNESS. Where will it end? If this is basic training today, what will it be like in 2 years? In 5? Let’s just save ourselves the trouble and let them complete basic training online, in a nice, air conditioned room. Cause that’s what the real Army is like- no need to face the elements in the real Army. Don’t worry privates, you’ll never spend any time outside. You’ll never be uncomfortable or in pain in the real Army. Wait- that doesn’t sound right? Well, that’s what we’re teaching them. Like I said- I can’t even blame the privates. When did the Army become terrified to train privates and make civilians into Soldiers?

I have many more issues with basic training as it currently is, but I think those will have to wait for another day. I’ve gone on long enough- and this post was less funny and more saddening. I’ll leave you on a lighter note though. Below is a picture from my CBRN textbook. We spend yesterday learning about what to do in case of a nuclear attack. It was very enlightening.
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June 15, 2013 at 10:47 am

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Too easy?

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So I think I’m finally getting better at crossfit. Yesterday’s WoD felt easy. Too easy. Here’s what it was:
Warm up: 2 Rounds of: 10 Back extensions, 15 Air squats
1. Back Squat: 2 reps every minute on the minute for 10 minutes

2. 5 Rounds for time:
5 Muscle ups (scaled to what I call “blast offs” .. basically you start underneath the rings with your arms straight in a squat, and then jump up into a hold.)
5 Power Cleans @ 80% of your 1 rep max (My one rep max is 85#, I used 70#)
5 Strict Handstand Push ups (I used a green and blue band)

So. I don’t have muscle ups, which is ok, I finally am getting better at the “blast offs”. I don’t know if it was a strength thing or a balance thing, but every time I tried to do them I could never hold myself up on the rings.. Which made the exercise practically pointless for me. Yesterday I managed to get a good hold for most of the blast offs, so I felt like I improved.
The power cleans: Felt WAY too easy. I tried with 85#.. And could only get the bar up like twice. So I scaled down to 70#.. Which ended up feeling way too light, since I managed “touch and go” for all the lifts, every round. I maybe should have done 75#.
HSPUs: I need to use two blue bands, instead of a green band. When I first started doing these, I could barely make it through two in a row with these bands.. Last night I cranked them out. I think I finished the whole workout in 10:30, and I was chillin.
What this means to me: I’m finally progressing, but I feel like I’m stuck at this awkward stage where the scales I have been doing are a little too easy, but moving up is a little too hard. (related note: I’ve been stuck on power cleans at 85# 1RM FOREVER- this may have something to do with the fact that I can never keep up with crossfit long enough to make any real progression.. you know- that whole DS thing, or maybe cause my form sucks- maybe both). I’m going to start trying to push past my normal scales, and see where that gets me. Remind me to discuss progress the week before I pick up again (middle of July). And then we’ll see how fast I lose it again. HA.

Today’s WoD wasn’t bad, although I’m pretty sure it was made solely to develop our calluses.
Warm up: Row 200 meters / 10 pull ups
1. Weighted pull up: Find 1 rep max

2. For Time:
30 Glute-ham sit ups
30 One armed kettlebell swings (right arm) @ 1.5 pood / 1 pood (scaled to 25#)
30 Toes-to-bar
30 One armed kettlebell swings (left arm) @ 1.5 pood / 1 pood (scaled to 25#)

So I totally could have done 1 pood. God I’m lame. I tried it- was like, huh, I don’t know if I can do this and only stop a couple of times.. So I did 25, and ended up doing them all unbroken. So it was too light. This was mostly just killer on my hands though. First the pull ups.. then the T2B, AND KB swings. Ow. My hands are hurting as I’m typing this. Whatever tho- I need to work on my grip strength for several reasons.. Not the least of which are pull ups.. which I still can’t do without a band. (Yea I don’t tell the privates that when they’re doing pull ups for PT).

Thats really about it- Goals: PROGRESSION. and to STOP BEING A WUSS. Also this has nothing to do with anything but I’m pretty excited: I FINALLY finished the paleo pulled pork I made Friday. It was delicious then- slightly less delicious after eating it non stop for the last three days. I had it for dinner last night, breakfast this morning, and lunch this afternoon. Thank God the boyfriend finally finished it off. I’ve been feeling really nauseous lately, and it’s either the pulled pork or work stress. Hopefully it was the pulled pork- because that’s all gone but I have about 16 more months left as a Drill Sergeant. Welp- I’m off to cancel out my workout.. the boyfriend wants ice cream. Have a good night!

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June 11, 2013 at 8:08 pm

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And the first place award for trees killed is: The Army!

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Saturday morning. Man it feels good to do nothing. Last weekend was my first really free weekend in well, months. And aside from going to the gym and shamming my way through a WOD I talked about, I pretty much sat on the couch, did homework, and watched TV. I didn’t even get dressed on Sunday until like 4. This weekend I don’t really have much going on either- last night the boyfriend and I met up with the Charlie Btry Drill Sergeants for drinks (although we didn’t stay very long, since he has CQ tonight- BUT that means he’s off Sunday!!), and then tonight a friend and I are headed out for a Girls Night: Dinner and Drinks or something. And then more sitting around and relaxing, since I have about three very unpleasant weeks coming up.
In the normal Army world, once you get to be an NCO, you will have an additional duty: UPL (pee collector for drug tests), armorer (responsible for the Arms room and all of the weapons), SHARP/EO (in charge of preventing and handling any sexual harassment/assault cases or any Equal Opportunity cases), or something else. In the Drill Sergeant world, there’s only about 13-16 Drill Sergeants per Btry… which means that all those additional duties still have to be done, but there’s less people to do them. So everyone gets assigned a few. I’m unit pee collector, master driver, (which means I track everyone’s military driver’s licenses), and soon to be Chemical, Biological, Radiological, and Nuclear NCO.. in charge of the CBRN room and gas masks. yay…. As you may have guessed, people generally don’t volunteer to have these additional duties. And the schools are ridiculously boring. (There’s not a whole lot of ways to make learning about regulation and drivers’ training and licensing fun). So I get to spend the next three weeks listening to some retired First Sergeant teach me about CBRN (pronounced Seeburn). Still, it’s better than being the Btry armorer and Battalion (Bn) SHARP.. which are my boyfriend’s additional duties. In the basic training world, armorer is doubly hard since the privates are in and out of quarters, sick call, other appointments, and he has to keep track of their weapons and be in and out of the Arms room all the time. (This brings me to another point about “When I was in basic training” and why do these privates get to deal with their personal lives in basic training, but that’s for another post). These additional duties wouldn’t be so bad, except that like EVERYTHING else in the Army, they require you to maintain a book. Seriously- if they could track which organizations killed the most trees, I bet the Army would be competing for first place. Really they wouldn’t even have to compete. See what happens is that every time there’s some kind of new incident, no one knows who to blame. So to prevent that from ever happening again (not the incident, just the knowing who to blame part), the Army invents more paperwork. Let me give you an example. We’ll take something as simple as going on leave. So you want to drive from Ft Sill, OK, to New Orleans, and spend five days there. Simple, right? You submit your DA-31 (leave request form) and off you go. NO. Wrong answer NCO/Soldier/officer. Someone somewhere along the way submitted a leave request form and took leave that he didn’t have. Now you have to submit your LES (leave and earnings statement), along with your DA-31. So you do that. Still not done. See someone ELSE got into a car accident and died. The Army didn’t know who to blame for that mishap, because it couldn’t have just been a random occurrence, SOMEONE had to be at fault, so now you have to fill out an online survey promising that you won’t drink and drive, you won’t drive during inclement weather, you won’t speed, you won’t drive while tired. And it has to be approved by your supervisor. So now the Army can say that you were properly briefed before you left. You’re STILL not done. Obviously Soldiers are too stupid to know if their car works or not before they drive somewhere, so your supervisor has to fill out a POV (personally owned vehicle) inspection form that checks everything important that makes a car run, like your horn and high beams. And then you fill out a cover sheet that states all of the aforementioned information on another tree that you’ve killed, for those to stupid to actually read the forms. NOW you can go. At this point you’re probably like, “Screw it, I’ll just take leave and stay at home.” Haha- you still have to do all that paperwork. Even though you’re not actually going anywhere. By the way- this whole thing is a complete paradox, because according to the Army it’s perfectly safe for you to drive home from CQ or Staff Duty after being up for 24+ hours. And EVERYTHING in the Army is like this. Is your brain hurting yet? Mine is. So let’s move onto my week recap.
I did pretty good with eating well and going to crossfit this week. While all of my meals weren’t 100 percent paleo, they were pretty close, and really healthy. I made Curried Chicken Kebobs with Couscous on Wednesday (Omg seriously- you MUST try this. My boyfriend told me it’s the best food I’ve ever made for him, and he tells me what an awesome cook I am all the time.. you know, not to toot my own horn or anything). I had staff duty Thursday and ate like crap, but then yesterday I made Paleo Pulled pork and mashed sweet potatoes, which was a recipe from civilized caveman cooking. So good. Don’t really remember what I made the other nights, I don’t think it was anything special. (Quick note in regards to the blog: If you’re looking for awesome paleo recipes by this blogger.. don’t look here. While I’ll always share the source of the recipes I make, I haven’t quite made it to the point where I can invent my own insanely good recipes.. I just steal everyone else’s.) This is week in crossfit: I made it Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, skipped Thursday, and made it yesterday, by some miracle. I only got a couple of hours of sleep after staff duty yesterday morning due to taking care of some personal issues and getting a massage, so I was dead-tired yesterday afternoon and almost talked myself out of going. Here’s how that went down:
Bad me: “Wow you’re really tired. Why don’t you just nap until Robie gets home?”
Good me: “Weeelll.. That does sound really good.. but what about working out?”
Bad me: “It’s open gym on Saturdays. Just do today’s WOD tomorrow.”
Good me: “Yah I tried that last week.. I’ll probably just sham again.”
Bad me: “So just skip it. You’re really tired, you just got a wonderful massage and rest is important. Also the WOD today is like every exercise you hate rolled into one god awful chipper”
Good me: “…But I paid good money to be able to go to Crossfit Havoc everyday.. No sense wasting it. Plus I promised myself I’d go every day. AND I only have a month and a half left to get myself in crazy awesome shape before I pick up another cycle and lose it all again”

.. So I went, bad me kicking and screaming. Here’s yesterday’s WOD:
Warm up:
2 rounds of 12 jumping lunges and 12 ab roll outs (It was a warm up that was VERY unkind to my knees)

For Time:

10 Rope Climbs (scaled to 20 rope pull ups- start laying on the floor and pull yourself to standing using only your arms)

20 Overhead Squats @ 95 lbs / 63 lbs (scaled to 53#)

30 Air Squat to Box Jump @ 24″ / 20″

40 Sumo-Deadlift High-Pulls @ 95 lbs / 63 lbs (scaled to 53#)

50 Burpee Long Jumps @ 6′ / 4′

I finished in 26:40. The burpees took BY FAR the longest. I could only do them in sets of 10, and usually by the last couple of reps of every set I was jumping like 2 feet instead of 4. Also my back, which was feeling wonderful from my massage, was spasming by the end of the workout- from I assume the ab roll outs, the SDHPs, and the burpee long jumps. My poor, abused body. Still, I was proud of myself for sucking it up and going- because God knows I would have shammed today without classmates to keep me accountable for a)finishing in a decent time, and b)finishing all the burpees. Anyways, I should probably stop talking now. I’m sure you’re all bored to tears. Note to self: Find (or stop being lazy and take) pictures to go along with my novels. Enjoy the rest of your weekend!
What kind of workouts did you all do this week?
Any delicious paleo recipes you tried that you want to share?

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June 8, 2013 at 12:37 pm


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So here I am, already getting behind on my posts. In my defense, the last couple of weeks of basic training are almost as bad as the first, hours-wise. Week 8 is FTX (field training exercise) all week long, so you’re either out in the field with the privates overnight, or you’re getting home really late. Week 9 is Period 4 and graduation. Let me tell you about a few days of absolute awesomeness that is Period 4. The privates arrive from their FTX and 16k ruckmarch sweaty, dirty, and disgusting. Their gear is dirty, their weapons are dirty, their wall lockers are a mess.. And so the fun begins. They (and by extension, you) have 3 days (sometimes less, if someone important has some meeting that cannot be moved) to get EVERYTHING cleaned, dress uniform put together, wall lockers and bunks laid out perfectly.. It’s rough. And they don’t really care. You do, because if their uniforms, weapons, and gear look like shit, it’s not really on them, it’s on you. Just like everything else in the Army, when a subordinate messes up, it’s because the leader messed up somewhere as well. So if they look bad, you look REALLY bad. So you have all these privates, that don’t really grasp the importance of Period 4 inspections (I feel like I neglected to mention that these activities culminate in an inspection by your Battalion Sergeant Major, your Battalion Commander, and various First Sergeants. I did? Well, they’re inspections. By important people.), and you’re running your ass off trying to make sure all the bunks look the same, all the weapons are clean, and all of their shirts and shorts are rolled tightly to the length of a dollar bill. If if by chance the bays look different? What if the half the wash clothes are folded so the crease faces to the left and half are folded so the crease faces to the right? Well- you best believe that you’re going to get reinspected. Yes, you. Not the privates, although that’s what you tell them. YOU. Trust me. It happened to me the cycle before last. All the privates went to a whining session with the Sergeant Major (CSM), and all the Drill Sergeants stood by their bunks and got reinspected. So. To recap: I’ve been busy, Period 4 inspections suck, and now I’m free. Oh yea, I forgot about that last part. The only good thing about Period 4 inspections is that you know it’s the last weekend before all the privates graduate.. so it’s the last weekend before freedom.

And speaking of freedom: ROCKLAHOMA BABY!! Immediately following graduation on Friday the boyfriend and I drove up to Pryor, OK to go to this huge rockfest.. and I mean huge. Thousands of people were there, along with some amazing bands: Bush, Alice in Chains, Halestorm, Korn, Skillet, and Guns n Roses to name a few. It was a great time- we drank, we ate a bunch of deliciously bad (and totally non paleo) food,we partied hard. Well- they partied hard. I just partied. I like to drink, but I’m not much of a drink-til-you-puke-then-rally-er. I drink until I hit my limit, then I stop. I know, I’m lame. But I’ve also never puked or passed out from drinking, so I still feel like a winner.

Image A random picture of our campsite for you. Yes, that IS a Vietnam-era Army tent.

But all that partying this weekend did not translate to doing any form of exercise (unless you count walking from our camp site to the main stage and some fist pumping), or eating anything even kind of paleo. (Case in point: I ate pizza 2 days in a row, and nachos, and ice cream, and.. well, you get the picture. I was bad). And to top it off, because as I pointed out before, weeks 8 and 9 are crazy busy, the only working out I did over about 2 weeks was “running” with the privates. But when you mess up, all you can do is climb back on the wagon and try to clean up.

I actually did pretty good once I got back this week. I cooked paleo every night (except Friday, since the whole battery went to Meers-home of amazing, and huge, longhorn beef burgers), I went running twice and did crossfit twice. I did crossfit today as well, but since it was an open gym, I just picked a workout that I missed last week and did it.. but clearly I cannot be trusted to push myself to my limits on my own, since it was two 10 minute AMRAPS.. and I cut the second one to five minutes. (In my defense, it was pistols.. after the first 10 minutes of hang squat cleans and jerks.. and it hurt my poor, unexercised quads). Anyways, the boyfriend, who picked up a new cycle of privates and is back to working insane hours, is home, so I’m off to enjoy the little time we have together. Have a good weekend!!

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June 1, 2013 at 10:22 pm