Sometimes, the universe speaks to me so loudly, letting me know I am doing the right thing. I saw this today from coach Zach Even Esh, who I met briefly last summer:
Training Tip: If you train hard you must also rest “hard” – both are equally important
I am sure it’s no surprise to anyone who knows me, this laid back approach to training the past week and a half has been very odd and unnatural to me. Mentally, I feel so much better though. And I am definitely starting to feel happier and more organized. I think I was just so amazingly burnt out and overwhelmed and had no way of putting the breaks on it – so it started to seep out and affect some other areas of my life. Things you wouldn’t even connect with my fitness routine, but now that I am well rested and feeling better, those things are working their way out.
Last night, my amazing daughter Hannah was given a Ruritan citizenship award –one was given to one student from each of the local schools and Hannah was chosen by her principal and a group of teachers. I was so proud to see her up there, being recognized for how amazing, sweet and caring she is. From the day she was born, I knew she had a special sparkle. I am so lucky to be her Mom –
And to top it off, I sent her preschool/Kindergarten teachers a note about her winning this and one of her most favorite teachers came to surprise her and watch her get the award. I am not sure he knows how much that meant to her and us. He’s a very special guy –
Hannah has been selected as the DTES 2013 recipient of the Ashburn Ruritan Club Award. Teachers and principals decide which student they believe are great models of citizenship.
This award is all about students who are good citizens, kids that are nice, respectful of their elders and who go out of their way to help others.
Today is my baby Nate’s 9th birthday. He has provided our family with lots of laughs, challenges, love, and adventure. I love him more than words can ever describe and am so thankful he’s all mine. I just love to look at him sometimes and when he is upset –no lie, my heart starts to ache. He is truly my baby – always. I don’t care if he gets to be over 6 feet tall. He will forever be Baby Nate.
One of my favorite quotes is by C.S.Lewis: “We read to know we are not alone.”
I think that’s one of the reasons I blog and read other blogs. There is something soothing about reading and learning about other people and what they go through and relate it to your own life. It helps you realize you aren’t odd, those thoughts do not make you psychotic, and you aren’t crazy.
Yesterday, I read a friend’s words:
3 Words “Three words. That was all it took to catapult me from a confident girl to a self-conscious teen. The timing couldn’t have been worse, nor could the messenger.”
And what struck me was I have the same sort of experience –I remember two moments in particular growing up that have stuck with me until this day. Moments that made me painfully aware that I was not ideal height, weight or look. Moments that filtered how I saw myself throughout my adulthood — as not attractive, clunky, and fat.
The first one was in middle school. Remember it was the 80′s. I was wearing these vertical striped skinny jean/jeggings and this boy yelled down the hall about how I shouldn’t wear them –because I was fat and no one wanted to be subjected to that. I never thought of myself as chunky or fat until that moment — I remember what a shock it was to hear.
Then, my dad – he has always had this vision of how he thought women should look. Thin and well dressed. I was definitely in my awkward stage – probably 12 or 13 years old. My parents were divorced so I didn’t see my dad that often, so I am sure any sort of change in my appearance was noted as is what happens normally when you don’t see someone often.
We were in his backyard in Ohio –and he said ” If you would lose weight, you would be so pretty.” Ouch. I still battle with that sentiment personally all the time. Equating me being overweight with me being unattractive.
There is no anger towards him for his words. He didn’t mean them to bite and had no idea how hard the sting would be. Sometimes we as parents forget how much power we have over how our children will see the world as adults. I always joke that I am sure I will be messing up my kiddos’ lives in one way or another. No one has a road map or directions– it goes with the territory of being a parent but I am trying my hardest to not fill their minds with irrational body image issues that they will have to fight throughout their adulthood.
Do you remember when you ‘changed’ from confident girl to becoming painfully aware of your body image and became self-conscious?
I want to thank Koren so much for writing that. I have thought a lot about those two particular moments throughout the years, never realizing that other women out there have the same sort of moments that follow them as well. It helps just knowing you aren’t alone!
Becoming More Optimistic
How great is this image and message. It really is all about how you choose to see things. During the CrossFit Teens class I was coaching, the teens did some ladder speed work. Some of the movements were complicated and really made you think.
At the end, Coach Patrick suggested to the kiddos that before they go to bed, visualize doing some of the drills in their head and they should see some improvement the next time they do it. Seeing yourself doing the drill helps create those neurological connections to help build muscle memory. And how you see the things in life works the same way…
You can become a more optimistic person but you have to work at it –visualize yourself differently and constantly work at it.
A more classical definition from the Mayo Clinic: “Optimism is the belief that good things will happen to you and that negative events are temporary setbacks to be overcome.”
But many of us live our lives being the opposite of that — Pessimists! Imagine if we all worked on becoming more positive people who are prepared to take on whatever life has in store – I really do believe we would all be happier people.
Here are some stuff to help you figure out ways to start becoming that more optimistic person you have always wanted to be:
3 reps x 7 Rounds
Hang Squat Cleans
I kept the weight constant so I could work on form.
Yesterday I came across a post out there about how everyone loves to give kids junk food. Why Is Everyone Always Giving My Kids Junk Food? It really resonated with me and a ton of other parents out there. Think about it – snacks at meetings, get-togethers, sports events, outings – it’s common for it to be processed, sugary crap. I really noticed this big time when we switched Nate to gluten free. Holy cow you would have thought I asked everyone to climb Mt. Everest with me when they found out they couldn’t give him the same snacks as everyone else. In fact, some people now go out of their way to buy sugary gluten free crap to give him. It’s pervasive — treats are correlated to fun and joy nowadays, not hunger.
And how do you teach your kids that a treat is not something for every day when it’s all around them and the last thing they want to be is different. You don’t want to create OCD kiddos who are all crazy about what they put in their mouth, but you also want them to be conscious of what they are putting in their mouth, so they don’t pay for it later in poor health and obesity.
Parenting is hard – we just have to do the best we can, but without a doubt act as their advocate. They do not know what’s best for them at their young age and it’s our job to decide that -so limiting the crap food they eat is what is best for them even if they wont realize it until they are old enough to know better. Being a fun murderer is no fun at all.
- 10 Toes to Bar
- 20 Push Ups
- 30 Goblet Squats
- 40 Sit Ups
- 50 Double Unders
rounds: 3>12 P/Ups
Happy Birthday Dad
Today is my Dad’s birthday. I really feel blessed that both my parents are still around and in my life. So many of my friends — as we enter into middle age have or are starting to lose their parents and the fact that both of my ‘rents are still here and fairly healthy is a blessing that is not unappreciated by me.
I am not super close to my dad – but he’s in my life. We certainly had many issues that caused strife as I grew up –many of them will never get resolved but at the end of the day — who cares. Does it matter now? The answer is no –and who was right or wrong doesn’t matter in the wacky game of life. At the end of the day, what matters is are you happy where you are today. I can’t change the past but I can change the way I view the past and see it for what it was and where it led me. And where I am today is in a pretty great spot overall.
I have an amazing family — a husband who loves me and makes me feel special and two amazing kiddos – who give me a chance to be a better parent each and every day. My parents were great teachers, whether that means they led me to experience the right and wrong of parenting and taking it all and applying it to being better with my own kiddos.
We are all a product of our parents and the era they grew up in –it’s something to consider about your own parents and the wins and mistakes they made helping you grow up. Finding out more about the environment that both my parents had to grow up in helped me understand a lot of how they live and react. It helped give me some perspective on some of the relationship issues I have with my parents and how it shaped some of the issues that creep up with my siblings.
But in the end — I am so fortunate to have four brothers and sisters that I speak to often, and parents and step-parents and together we have each other’s backs and are helping to forge relationships with one another as healthy adults and helping foster in the next generation of family.
- Power Cleans (2)
- Squat Cleans (1)
85 & 95#
- Tabata Situps
Today is my Mom’s birthday and I am so thankful to have her in my life and so active in the lives of my kiddos. She’s crazy, and always working and busy so the effort that she puts in to be active in our lives does not go unnoticed. Sometimes that constant state of chaos she lives with (at least it looks like that to me) drives me crazy but I know that she wouldn’t be who and where she is without it.
I love her constant drive to learn more and do more. She is always reading, teaching, and talking with people in an effort to keep moving and progressing. And as I have mentioned – I am often told I can make friends with a rock? Well – I learned it from her and she is even better at it than I could ever be. She rarely leaves any event or party without a dinner invite and hugs all around. She taught me the importance of being well rounded and accepting of everyone. Everyone has something to teach and offer and you never know – that one person you just met could have the potential to help you change your life. Even if they don’t know it yet.
Happy Birthday Mommy. I Love You!
On another note entirely, I wanted to be sure to share this article as food for thought. When was the last time you went without eating something that contained wheat/gluten?
A growing number of people are switching to wheat-free diets — and for very good reason. As science is increasingly showing, eating wheat increases the potential for a surprising number of health problems.
I got up as usual but found a text from Coach Conan who is down and out with the flu — asking if I could cover for his 6A coaching. We are a family, so as much as I wished I could just be an athlete this AM: I covered for him so he could go home. The poor guy had a 100+ fever and had barfed 2x during the 5A class.
So I got to have some extra fun this AM and coach a great group of athletes who managed to get their butts up and out to come and work on the Hang Squat Cleans. There really is sometimes nothing better than being able to hang out with people who are committed to living healthy lives.
This weekend flew by — I went to a 4 hour strength training workshop at CrossFit Impavidus on Saturday and I was smoked afterwards. I don’t think I have ever lifted that much in one session before — back squat, press, and deadlift — and add in the WOD I did earlier. When I got home all I wanted to do was go to bed. Definitely a great workshop and you can never underestimate the importance of strength training to your overall progress.
I’m so thankful that my husband supports me in being able to pursue something that brings me so much joy — my fitness stuff. It can be at times hard on him because I head off for hours at a time to workout but the fact that he knows it means so much to me is one of the reasons that he is one of the greatest guys out there. April 2013 will be our 15th wedding anniversary and we have had ups and downs in our life together, but when you are meant to be with someone- it all works out.
We were able to go out yesterday for the day together – alone thanks to Scott’s wonderful co-worker/former boss Joyce. She and her hubby Dale took our kids for the day — she loves my kids and is almost like one of their grandmas. She spoils them rotten and then sends them home at the end of the day. Scott and I got some holiday shopping done, finally and just had a great afternoon.
Scott has such a different way of seeing things in the world than I so I really appreciate the time to bounce things off of him — some of the stuff that’s going on right now with me and where I am in certain aspects of my life have been weighing heavily on me — causing an unbalance which resonates in so many other areas of my life. When it gets really off balance – my bedroom starts to look like a bad episode of Hoarders and clutter starts to accumulate. It’s one of my visual signals that I need to deal with whatever is weighing me down – i just start to accumulate a bunch of clutter around me even though I am aware I am doing it and it drives me insane.
So over the course of the next few months, I am going to do some soul searching and figure out how I am going to go after what I really want and not put up with toxic people and situations around me. Enough is enough. Here are some tips on how to be prepared and deal with toxic people.
- 600m jog
- bear crawl
- crab walk
- Toy Soldiers
- Front Squat
- Front Squat
- 3-3-5-5-5-1-1 165#
- Tabata Push ups
- 75 Total
My sis in law posted this and thought it was spot on when talking to kids about the imperfect and sometimes unfair and irrational world we live in –
“When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, ‘Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.’ To this day, especially in times of disaster, I remember my mother’s words, and I am always comforted by realizing that there are still so many helpers – so many caring people in this world.” - Mr. Rogers
I am trying not to really think about all the events that happened yesterday — not because I don’t care but it’s just beyond horrible and really feels to me like it can’t possibly be real. But we all know it was real and it’s so painful to process.
Yesterday, I read some of the news comments and just public sentiment around what happened and then politics started to be shared. What I believe in my heart is that anyone that could do such a horrible, horrific act and murder anyone, let alone innocent children is sick –mentally ill. And we all has a society need to take a good hard look at how we treat mental illness.
We can’t ignore the seriousness of mental illness — and often times its at the core of the cause of many tragedies worldwide. And there are lots of signs and opportunities to help get people treatment and help they need before it becomes so bad that people, innocent people are in danger.
I have no idea what happened in this case –the facts aren’t clear yet, but no one can be sane and do what they did. Period.