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Lifes a Beach...

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July 26, 2012 ... and thats where I am today! Took a day off from work to spend the day with some great friends and their rugrats! I really needed a recharge and this is just what the Dr ordered! Thanks for letting me crash one of your vacation days guys!! I had a fantastic time!

Start Today!!

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July 25, 2012 This morning at the gym was another fantastic WOD, but one of the things that stuck out to me most was the skill/strength session. This morning it was “death by hand release pushups.” I have explained this before, but in case you forgot a “death by” workout is one rep in the first minute, 2 in the second, 3 in the third… and so on until you can not successfully complete the amount of reps in one minute of time. Typically when you know you can do 10 reps of whatever the exercise is, you do the sets adding 2 to each minute, so 2 the first minute, than 4, 6, 8 and so on. When you first start out it seems really easy, one rep of most exercises in 60 seconds leaves you plenty of “rest” time for the rest of the minute, however when you get to the 8, 9, and 10 sets you are usually working back to back, so it can be very difficult. All of the CFW athletes (and crossfit athletes in general) work really hard, and its only natural that the people you WOD with daily or even

Oh Good, More Running!

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July 24, 2012 After the fiasco of a day yesterday I couldnt wait to get home to go to sleep! Since I was able to sneak out of work a little early to make it to CFW to workout with the 5:30pm-ers, I was all discombobulated. I got home and it was only 7:00, typically its almost 8:00 when I get home on Thursday nights. I grabbed my late snack and started eating and than realized it was WAY to early and I would be starving when I woke up at 4:45am if I ate so soon. I spaced out my meal and laid on the couch waiting for Hubs to come home. My calves were killing, dehydration was in total effect! I did everything I could to stretch them out and just prayed by the time I woke up I would be good. I was in bed... 8:30 and asleep by 9:00. HEAVEN. Since I was in bed so early I didnt get a chance to see what the WOD was for today. Usually I check it before I fall asleep. It never changes my mind if I am going to go or not, but for some reason it has just become habit. I woke up when my alarm we

Would you like a margarita?

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July 23, 2012 Today was a rough day. A perfect reminder as to why I choose to live the lifestyle that I do 99% of the time. Alas there is that small 1% of the time when I let myself go a little more than usual, yesterday, one of those days!! Hubs and I had an excellent day up at Salisbury Beach with our friend KP, T, H and their families (we missed you J).  When we arrived I was a little stressed, had an emotional morning and KP said the magic words "would you like a margarita?" After a FABULOUS day, lots of well needed laughs and smiles, quite a few drinks, some delicious ribs an antipasto salad and sun, sand and sparklers Hubs and I needed to head home because we had to work today. Let me tell you something... I had to be in work at 6:30am to leave with my big boss and another co worker for a meeting... and wow... I was feeling those beverages, thats for sure!! After only a few hours of sleep (more like passing out) and not enough water I was a hurtin unit. The car ride

The Day My Life Changed Forever...

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July 22, 2012 I have plenty more entries to catch up on, but right now, today I have to write this one. Twelve years ago, on this day, my life changed forever. In the middle of the night, there I was trying to sleep when the phone would not stop ringing. It was my brothers girlfriend calling over and over again looking for him. I was pissed off because he had "stolen" my boyfriend for the night (we had plans to get together) and they had gone out to the club or the bar or something with a bunch of friends, I was only 19 so even if they wanted me to go, I couldn't. I couldn't get comfortable, I couldn't sleep and than add the numerous "no he isnt home yet" conversations into the mix and I wasn't a happy girl. Sometime in the middle of the night, early morning I heard him come home. He came into my room asking if anyone had called. I was so angry, but responded with a simple "yeah, could you please call your girlfriend and tell her to stop cal

Mile

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June 14, 2012 So, I have this problem. Well, maybe its not a problem, just a "trait" that I have never been able to prevent from rearing its head in these types of situations. Basically I have an issue not accepting any challenge that is put in front of me. When presented with the challenge directly I clearly wouldnt be able to decline, but thats an obvious one. When presented with someone telling me there something I "cant" do, well right away I have to prove them wrong, or at least work as hard as I can to convince them that THEY are wrong. That too is a pretty obvious instance, knowing my personality. Finally there is the "tricky" situation where I see something that is challenging, or hear about something that is challenging that I have the ability or opportunity to complete and its almost like I get hooked on said "thing" and cant let it go. I have to complete it, almost like I have presented this to myself as a challenge and I have to

Hanging Around

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June 13, 2012 FINALLY... my double unders have returned!! What a frustrating turn of events with them over the last few months. I had them I really did... that suddenly it was like they just disappeared! I spent the last 3+ months agonizing every week for my skill sessions working on my double unders it was almost like there were two things I worked on, pullups and double unders. It seemed I just couldnt connect my head to my hands than to my feet. We laughed and joked and pretty much tried EVERYTHING to get them to come back. When its all said and done it goes back to the same old same old... practice, practice, practice... This is one of the nights where R tried to "tame" the velociraptor... as he liked to call me! I usually get all stressed out when a double under WOD comes up... and today I went into the gym focused on being positive. The WOD included both double unders AND pullups! Yippie! To my very own surprise, it was a good day for double unders. I finally w

Boing Boing

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June 12, 2012 Sometimes in life you feel like you have to go backwards to go forwards. In order to accomplish a goal you must take a step back re-evaluate than go in for the kill again. There are also times you have to step back and slowly progress back to the goal in order to fully understand the process to the final result. There is certainly a feeling of failure built into this happening. You cant help but feel like you shouldnt have to regress, that you should always be going forward. In reality this should happen a lot more than it does. Instead lots of time "you" bang your head against the wall just pushing and pushing for a result when you are so close... ahhh human nature, dont ya love it. There are lots and lots of directions involved in going forward. No matter what it is you are trying to succeed at; your job, school, work, friendship, relationships, exercise, weight loss... there are going to be downs, struggles, confusion, tears, frustration and loss, but

Mind Over Matter

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June 11, 2012   I am a strong believer that if you think you can do something than you can… you know, to an extent of course. I mean don’t jump off a bridge and try to fly, because even if you REALLY think you can do it, its not going to happen. But if you think about how much our mind is in control of our emotions and feelings… almost like it is programmed and expected to act a certain way in certain circumstances not allowing us to push out of our comfort zone without a fight. When we are in the act of doing something more often than not our brain tells our body that we need to slow down and/or stop well before our body actually needs to.   Why is that? Why are we so worried about being uncomfortable and why do we automatically stop when things get that way? In the past I would go to the gym, I would work out and push myself to where I was “comfortable” pushing. I was working hard, I was sweating, I would get sore the next day or two and I would go back and repeat. I knew