Step Away From the Cake

Life is a series of highs and lows. Things go well, then they don't, then they do, and so on and so on........ Sometimes things go great for a while and you are all happy and then something happens and you get slapped in the face. That kind of happened today. Things have been pretty darn good all week long. I've been hitting my macros and getting my workouts in and I've generally been feeling on top of the world. Then today I attempted 16.3. {slap}. It consisted of 10 power snatches and 5 jumping chest to bar pull-ups. The snatches were easy, I powered through them. The chest to bar pull ups? I got 2. And only because the judge agreed to those. I really got none. Wow, did that bring me down to reality really quickly. I got more down and more down and more down....... I mean really, really down. Like let me go crawl in bed and forget today ever happened, down. Then, I realized I could handle this one of two ways. I could let it get me down and destroy everything I

It's bed time on a Sunday night and I probably should be going to bed and not blogging. But something has been rattling around my brain all day long and I need to get it off my chest. On Facebook I follow Heidi and Chris Powell of Extreme weight loss and Heide posted something today that kind of hit me. She said: Many people THINK they want change, when really all they want is the end result of change, without having to actually change their actions and put in the work. She went on further, but that first line resonated with me. I do want the end result of change, but I slack at actually doing the work to make the change. I find this odd because in other areas of my life that is not the case. So why do I resist the work required to lose weight? I know what it takes. I know how to do it. So why do I resist? Hmmmmmm......something to think about and consider and figure out how to stop. I did make steps in the right direction tonight. I made some more chicken, got my breakfast and

For the past 72 days I have been logging my food, weighing myself daily, taking measurements and pictures weekly. In that time I have lost 7 pounds and I have not been as strict as I should be. I have a daily goal for my fat/carbs/protein determined by my coach. I have not stuck to those numbers as closely as I would like to and still I've lost some weight. I would like need to lose more. But I have learned a whole lot in the past 72 days. Eating a lot of protein, more than I think I need, really makes me feel good Eating well makes me sleep well Eating well gives me energy  Eating well helps keep my mood up Eating well just makes me feel good, really, really good These are more than enough reasons to stick with the plan and eat well. Feeling good, sleeping good, having energy, yup more than enough reasons. But yet there are days when I don't eat well. I'm not sure why exactly, but I don't. For example, Friday night I was really, really tired. We had gone to