Paleo date:12813 – D22 – Scared of Donuts

Paleo Trek: The Next Generation

Real Food: The Final Frontier

These are the musings of the CrossFitter M^2 and her 30 Day Paleo Challenge: to explore strange new recipes that do not include wheat, legumes, dairy, sugars and/or processed foods. To seek out new opportunities to learn about her body, eat clean/train dirty, understand a food processor, and boldly go where she has never gone before: her very own kitchen.

CrossFitter’s log, Paleo date:021213 – D22

Today, I smelled, nay; INHALED the sugar associated with decadent, evil, glazed and jelly filled donuts.  Once again, the supervisor, b/c he loves us, brought in treats.  DunkinDonutslogoAnd it was 2 dozen varied donuts…and lord knows that I wanted one. Literally my nose, was on the box, as I breathed deeply…from my diaphragm…multiple times.

Homer Donuts

It smelled soooooooooo good.  I could practically taste the sugar through my lymph nodes.  I could have had one…I mean seriously, who could blame me?  I’ve been doing Paleo pretty well…I deserve a treat don’t I?  It’s just a flipping doe-nut!

Except…for one little, teeny, tiny problem: I’ve been eating clean for so long, no bread, no dairy, no cheese, hardly any sugar beyond the natural stuff, that I am actually scared of eating a donut. I’m scared of the bubble guts that are sure to start up…the cramps that will strike within 2 minutes of inhaling the wheat/sugar combination…the sweat that will surely appear on my upper lip when….er, I’ll leave that last part off.  You get the point; don’t you?

I think one of the biggest benefit of this 30 Day Paleo Challenge, is that I actually don’t want to eat the bad stuff.  I don’t want to deal with the pain or the bloats or the icky feeling that always strikes at some point within eating the *good* stuff.

Another benefit?  I HAVE NEVER COOKED OR BAKED SO MUCH IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!  I, me the chick that would freeze her mom’s home cooking piece by piece so I could stretch it until her next visit, brought a food processor!  A FOOD PROCESSOR!

Say hellurrr to my little friend: BUFFY!

Food Processor

7-cups & powerful blades. Perfect for the single, apartment living cavewoman!

She slices, dices, shreds and purees and damn she’s beautiful.  She is cutting my prep time almost completely in half.  I’m experimenting with more and more recipes.  I have “Go-To” websites that have absolutely delicious, hearty and varied recipes with hilarious, sarcastic chefs.  Really, could you ask for anything more?

These people started out just like you and me…wanting to eat well, reduce waste and WOD like BillyBadAsses.  They are here to help; you just have to take the kale leaf that’s being offered; and pass on the the french fries that are going to cause “burgles”.

My faves so far:

22 days down, and 8 to go for this challenge.  But this right here is so my new lifestyle.  I’ve invested myself in to it.  I’m losing inches that loved me for years, and it’s only been 22 days.  Let me say that again: 22 days = lost inches.  Ya’ll betta get right and get on it.

M^2

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My First Affiliate League Competition

Today was an eye-opening experience.

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I observed my first Affiliate League Competition at CrossFit Balance in Washington, D.C., and I gotta tell you, it was fun, scary AND exhilarating.  Those are three very different feelings, but at various times I had all three coursing through my body.

Affiliate comp bars and bumper platesCompetitors from four boxes, and family members, were all over the place.  People were amped up, ready to rock and nervous about finishing their WODs.  I saw my role as that of an observer, cheerleader and wannabe; as in “I wanna be” there someday.  Chalk dust floated in the air as competitors chalked their bars and hands. The clock was set, the judges demonstrated the WOD (Snatches, Muscle Ups, Thrusters, etc.) movements, the difference between a “rep” and “no rep” and it was game on!

These Boxes competed in individual and mixed (men and women) partners events, on the Affiliate and Social level.  It was pretty dope seeing so many people, but there were some very unique situations that I HAVE to mention:

  1. This is the friendliest group of people I have ever seen.  Let’s be honest: everyone did not complete their WODs under the time requirement, but everyone and I do mean EVERYONE cheered, box mates and competitors alike, and encouraged competitors to give it their all and that was amazing to see.  I met some funny and sarcastic folks, that were all too ready to introduce themselves and chat for a few.  What global/regional gym do you go to that even remotely comes close to that type of atmosphere?20130105_135623
  2. The competitors come in all shapes, size, colors, types, body weights, and levels of expertise.  No matter where you might excel in one particular event, let’s say box jumps (vertical jump onto a 20 or 30 inch box), there is always another event that will slow you down and “equalize” everyone (definitely “muscle ups”).
  3. By far the most awesome moment was watching a competitor that was a double amputee.  His legs were amputated below the knee; with two metal  prostheses and he went HARD in da paint on everything he did!!!  More, he was funny as hell; cracking jokes that would likely offend a more sensitive person [blush level y’all] and doing it with aplomb.  I barely noticed his lack of “legs”; I really didn’t even see that he was different until he decided to change the internal rubber casing that went over his stumps and help them fit/hold the prosthesis.  I don’t know his story; to be honest, I can’t remember his name, but I sure as hell respect his heart and competitive drive.
  4. These men and women trained for weeks, if not months, for something that took less than 14 minutes in one instance and less than 10 minutes in the other.  It takes a lot to dedicate yourself to something that takes so little time to complete.

Sidebar: I bet yClayDavis picou thought, from the post title, that I was actually competing today, huh? See the pic on the left.  Basically: not yet.)

Q: What the hell do I need to do to mentally and physically prepare myself for a potential?

A: Not sure yet. I’m going to ask my coaches; and focus on my weak spots (Muscle Ups, Kipping (butterfly and pull ups), and cleans.  You have to practice what you’re weak in, so maybe try an active rest day, i.e. work on progressions vs. completely taking the day off.  I’m also considering a Paleo challenge to lean out.

Consider this: How much time, effort and sacrifice you are willing to make to attain something that few people even recognize they are capable of achieving?  Are you willing to be uncomfortable?  Confront change?  Sacrifice your hair?  Study the mechanics of the movements to get results safely?

What?

I’m So Gonna Die (CrossFit Newbie)

Hi everyone,

Thanks for having me here!  I’m happy to provide additional insight on BlackChicksWod.com from a newbie perspective.  This is my first post, so it’s a smidge longer, but worth it! Future posts will be shorter, believe me!

My journey began with a longing for change.  Something more than another New Year’s “certain-to-fail-by-day-two” Resolution.  I wanted to modify my lifestyle drastically, to exact a permanent shift in my spiritual, physical and mental health. I decided to focus on a handful of objectives:

  1. Attend Church Regularly
  2. Grow out my Natural Hair
  3. Learn a New language
  4. Improve my overall Health

As easy as these goals sound, and although I had already been making progress on the first two items (church/hair), my attempts at learning a new language and improving my health were completely shot!

Every day I would look at my dusty, unopened Rosetta Stone set for Spanish (not cheap!), and go about my business for the day, it remains unopened. Healthwise, I began making my lunches for work but completely failed by eating Chipotle for dinner. It’s highly likely my language goal will continue to exist as just a goal, but for health/fitness I decided to completely crank up the heat with…CrossFit >:o.

Now, let’s be frank: I don’t consider myself to be inexperienced or a novice at intense exercise. Growing up I was the quintessential tomboy, so I constantly ran up and down the block and beat down the boys. In school, I played basketball, track & field, and soccer…a year-round athlete! However, let’s be frank again: that was HOW many years ago? Like 10 bloody years!

At 29 years old, 5’6″ in height and *cough, cough* 115 lbs in weight, my 60+ hr per week desk job was only aiding in packing on pounds and the sports club/globo-gym model was no longer a motivating, appealing option. I mean seriously, how many times can you jog on the treadmill or deal with the “meatmarket” that is inherent to working out in that type of gym?

So…in hearing all the buzz about CrossFit from friends, people I hate for other reasons than their banging bodies and the internet/social media, I thought it would be interesting to try the ADHD workout…because thats what interval training really is right?? Lots of variations in movements and hitting body targets in a very short time frame.  I “pressed the button” and paid my fee (pound of flesh??) to begin this tortuous ride of “constantly varied, functional movement”.

As I got closer and closer to my first CrossFit basics class, panic began to set in and I started to have conversations with myself that would rival the best of them.

What in the heck did I just commit to do?!?!
I’m no longer in my prime 20’s, I can’t run and jump like I’m 12 years old and invincible!! And REALLY, what-is-up with all these monstrous dead-lift weights, kettlebells, and pull-ups? I wanted to get in shape, but not look like jacked-up Barbie.

More importantly, as a Black Chick, I didn’t want to throw up, get man-sized calluses, break an ankle, rupture a kidney or any of that mess!  I didn’t want wanna die! (Seriously…this is how I felt and what I consistently texted and emailed my friends all the way up to the start of my first class).

I resolved to whooo-saaaah and cue the crunkest, ratchet-est Southern music on my iPhone to get amped up for my walk through the fire.

Jan 2, 2013 was my first day of CrossFit, albeit the first of 6 fundamental courses. Walking into the Box (one of the first 50 CrossFit Affiliates *wipes sweat from brow*), I got a serious tingle; a slight, light-headed feeling that morphed into a crazy adrenaline rush…it was time to (wo)man up and bring it! I was intrigued by the no-frills set up; the Box was just that, a freaking big “box” with weight lifting equipment in each corner and along the wall, ropes and rings hanging from the ceiling and no mirrors. I could immediately sense that people were there to sweat and not there to be cute while running on the treadmill. I was temporarily overwhelmed by the cacophony of teeth-clenched-breathing grunts and whooshes of a nearby group completing their WOD. And the sweat, oh I smelled and saw a lot of freaking sweat, lol.
My coach, whom I will call Ms. Gunz, led our session and her appearance did very little to calm my nerves.  Her arms were huge; biceps popping!

She was kind enough to rally our group of five by briefly sharing her reasons for joining CrossFit; which was nice, but all too soon the talk was over and I found myself getting positioned to do push ups. Ms. Gunz’s intent was to show us how to properly execute pushups, situps, and air squats.
Oh air squats.
For years, I’d been convinced that I knew how to properly squat, but this was something else!! This whole “breaking the plane” thing brings to mind images of Lil Kim, but soooo not that nasty.  You’re too busy trying to keep your chest up, heels down and legs moving.

We began our first challenge, my very first “tabata”: 20 secs of work and 10 secs of rest for 16 rounds, alternating between situps and pushups. The goal was to maintain the same number of situps and pushups done in the first round throughout the remaining fifteen cycles. I felt pretty good about the situps, but the pushups were horrible for me and tired me out pretty quickly, but at least the men were dragging by the end as well (he he he).

Next we learned all about executing pull-ups and “kippings”. Needless to say, after killing my arms on pushups I couldn’t do a single pull-up. However, I was fascinated to learn of these nifty elastic bands which support some of your weight, so gradually you progress to assistance-free pull-ups!

I have no shame, I’ll be using the thickest black band for a long time.

Lastly, we rounded off the first day with 2 mins of air squats. On my 70th burning air squat, I had to do an internal check, “Really?!!? You decided to do this ish instead of pilates?!?”.

Ms. Gunz, yelled and cheered us on to finish strong.

I’m sure we were the most miserable, out of shape bunch ever…but thats exactly why we were there…why I was there. I’ve concluded…that yes, I’m probably gonna die…but at least I may learn to do an actual pull-up before doing so :).

Stay tuned!
MemphizBelle “Southern Diva Extraordinaire”

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3 Rounds AMRAP
1st Round: 4mins 500M Row, 10 Box Burpees, 17 Knees to Elbows; 3 Min Rest

2nd Round: 6Mins 500M Row, 10 Box Burpees, 20 knees to elbows, 15 shoulder to overhead @65lbs, 6min rest

3rd Round: All out 500M Row, 10 Box Burpees, 10 knees to elbows, 30 shoulder to overhead at 65lbs, 40 Kettle Bells (American) @ 30lbs and 50 Double Unders
Final time: 15:25

My body was literally shaking lol