I started this Fighter Diet ( @Fighter_Diet ) technically 4 days ago if you count today. The challenge actually started today but I have to be ahead of everyone so I started counting nutrients and measuring stuff on Sunday. I put my book together with all the support docs they give us and also included log sheets for the next 40 or so days of the 87-ish that make up the challenge. I have all the workout logs and the food breakdowns in there. It’s my bible for the next 12 weeks! Ok, that’s not so strange as I am an organized person to a fault. Not perfect of course because attention to details in some things isn’t where it could be but mostly I hold the title for organizational queen. Today however, I went out at lunch and bought the stuff to make these weird looking but very popular, pancakes (or waffles) that everyone taking the challenge is raving about. Not only did I buy the ingredients I didn’t have at home but I also bought an alternate for variety or choice if I don’t like the first one. I also bought another ingredient that is in my book because it looked healthy and good and just 4 days in I’m starting to get sick of the same foods every day. NO, what I’m sick of mostly is writing down the same stupid foods every day on my sheet. Not sure why that’s bugging me but it is. So now I’ll have a choice but whatever happened to waiting to see how at least week 1 panned out before jumping all in? Clearly I’m a fan of this program and I’ve thrown caution to the wind because I’m convinced it’s going to work for me despite my reservations about the food consumption. You see, I already work out as much if not more than they tell the participants to do in the program. Many of this group are out of shape with little to no fitness in their life so for them this program will be a godsend. For me I’m hoping that counting my nutrients and drinking a TON of water above what I usually get down in conjunction with upping and switching up my weight workouts a little will be the difference. Having people to talk to about what I’m doing who understand it because they too are living it is helpful. Seeing other people’s motivation and success/ failures makes me feel normal and having drank the proverbial Coolaid is helping motivate me to keep going every day. Seeing all these before pictures of people who also jumped in head first is inspiring. Probably why I sent in my pictures because who the hell cares what I look like except me. It all boils down to the fact that I’m stoked to be doing this. I’m happy that there are coaches with what seems like endless patience for people who could answer their own questions if they would just READ the material that was handed out. One of the things that I like most about this challenge is that I don’t set the workouts. I have to follow what they set forthe as the workout for the week. I can’t change it, skip it (well I could but I won’t), substitute it at all. No one is monitoring me but me and I really don’t want to be on the other side of that face in the mirror. I’m more motivated to follow a specific plan laid out week by week than I am continuing to lay out a new plan for myself and going at the moderate workout in an average way.
I am a foodie plain and simple. I love food. I live to eat good food and thankfully I am a modified good eater that broke old bad food habits. I wake up thinking about what is for breakfast, lunch and dinner and go to bed thinking about the next day’s food adventure! Well, I never would have thought that I would be bitching about how much food I have to eat but here I am dreading all the food I must eat today. Now when I say dread I don’t mean I don’t want to…..I just am not looking forward to actually consuming that much food. I am now on Pauline Nordin’s Fighter Diet. I don’t follow her recipes but those are just suggestions for those who can’t get going or need tight guidance. I don’t need this. It’s a program with a specific workout regimen and a very specific plan for counting calories, proteins, carbs and fats. Well let me be the first to say that I LOVE the organization and planning part of this diet but I HATE actually writing it all down and planning meals for the day. Such a pain in the ass but I’m doing it. This plan calls for ME (specific calculation based on where I want to get to) to actually eat 2,175 calories! OMFG! I usually hover around 1,100 – 1,400 per day and maybe a scooch more on workout days which is pretty much every day. 2,175 doesn’t sound like much but believe me when it isn’t coming from shit you’re just shoving in your face but from calculated planning it’s a shit ton of food. I eat all damn day long! Now no complaints from me about eating but it seems like I never stop. I will say that having to write it all down and be accountable for each thing I am eating is a major stopper to just snacking whenever I want. Having to report to myself for each calorie and try to stay under the daily limit took me over an HOUR last night to plan out. I added and then subtracted foods, erased things and did the re-add thing for all the numbers until I got as close as I could for the day. It is never going to be dead on to my planned max for each of the 4 categories but I do my best. Which is all I can do. I’m nervous about putting on weight because of all this food but my friend Cherrie says to have faith in the plan because she’s proof that it works like it should and if you follow your plan. I signed up because I want to look good for my age…well better anyway. I signed up so I am not a blanket dweller at the beach who is afraid to show some skin because it’s all cellulite. I don’t want to get all mushy or mushier and if I can tighten my core for a good Falmouth this year I’ll be super happy not to mention that looking ok in a bathing suit at the company outing in a few weeks would be outstanding too. That one is just a bonus. So this is an experiment for me to see how good I can be and how well it will work. I want to learn how to feed my body and make it do what I want. It should be interesting so stay tuned for Fighter Diet updates. My Bad Ass B friends are all doing it so it’s more fun in a group. So happy these ladies are my friends!
I’ve been watching the TB12 mini documentary series on Tom Brady. I pretty much drop everything when the latest comes out to see what the new topic is. These short 15 minute videos each have a theme to them. They define how he takes on every part of his life and the focus he has at each level. The physical game, mental game, social game and the emotional game. Each level has an entire methodology surrounding it. Tom Brady is fiercely focused which is why he is the Greatest Of All Time. Each day I think about Tom Brady and I think about what he does to achieve so much. I think about how much less I am striving for and how what I do is so much less intense than his world. That thought drives me to try each day to push through and achieve something physical to stay above the health / sickness line that people my age tend to fall under as they age. I want to try harder and do more to be ahead of average. I really want to focus this year on strength training. Training for this race in March is bothering me because I’m behind in training, I haven’t put nearly enough focus on strength training because I’ve been sick. I haven’t been running much because I’ve been sick. Sick sick sick! WWTD? What Would Tom Do? Well truthfully he is immersed in a world of heathy thinking, healthy eating, heathy fitness that keeps him doing the right things 24/7. I don’t have that luxury. I have work, kids, money challenges that take my focus on the level of dedication I can give to what I want. If I workout, something waits. Dishes, laundry, rest, cooking. All these things are things that TB12 does not have to worry about doing because someone else has that job. His job is fitness and football and that’s what he does all day every day. If I could do the same and had people to do the rest, I too could get to my pipedream goals. I am a normal human with normal responsibilities and work which alter what is actually achievable at my level. I know this even though my brain is fighting me. I don’t know who I’m trying to impress and why I push so hard but deep down in my soul I have TB12 fire that makes me keep going, keep striving for more and I like that. Even though I’m behind in training and overweight in places and not tight like my head wants to be, I just keep doing something as many days as I can. It’s ok. I’m ok. I’m human and something is better than nothing. I want to feel ok in a bikini this summer. I want to look good overall and continue to feel like 48 is great. I’ll be 49 this year and I feel like I’m a better 49 than I would have been 7 years ago if I had stayed that path. Try and do your best is my daily mantra. I think about TB12 and try to incorporate that into each day even if each day isn’t perfect. As long as my fire burns in my soul and I have the want to and try to mentality I keep moving in the right direction. Tom Brady is one of my heros. I want to give my all as he does every day that I can to be my best. Shouldn’t we all? If you haven’t seen Tom vs. Time I recommend that you watch it and find where it applies in your own life. Click the image above to start watching Tom vs. Time E1 – E4
I have already set my 2018 fitness schedule through March. I have a half marathon on the books for March so my plan goes to there. I have set a weight goal that I would like to hit either by my half or by my birthday in May. Seventeen pounds that I want to shed is a little harder now that I’m older and doing some weight training to tone. I seem to hover around 165 these days which in my pants feels great but my eyes are still from the old school that start the name calling when I look in the mirror and still see cellulite on my legs and ass that make me wonder if I’ll ever get rid of that. Better happy and healthy and hovering at a healthy heavier weight than to be deeply depressed and either 200 lbs or 150 heading to very bad places. That was my swing not long ago. I’ve pretty much made peace with my current weight but I fight old demons that lurk in the mirror every day.
I have a meal plan of sorts in my head for this year one month at a time. ( THIS IS NOT ME BTW but I’d like it to be LOL!)
When I say meal plan I mean less sweets, more protein and less snacking. I want to up my effort in the weight training arena to really put in a full body effort with more focus on toning to try to cut just a little more body fat. My husband keeps saying I’m tight but when you’re feeling my ribs, OF COURSE, I’m tight. Not much fat there at all. LOL. I don’t really argue with him because it makes me feel good that that is the picture he sees of me and not the one I see in the mirror. I am going to try overnight oats this coming year to see if I can stomach them. They look awesome but something about oats that sat overnight kind of boges me out.
In terms of running, I don’t think this year will be as full as last year. I believe I’ll fall somewhere between 3-4 races not the 7 I did this year. One for me, one with my friend and one with my Bad Ass B’s for sure. Maybe one other but I would like to focus on strength training this year more than running to see what I have in me and how “tight” I can actually make this old body. I want to be amazing at 50 which is my 2019 birthday number. One reason I want to take it easy on the running THIS year is because I want to run a full marathon next year for my 50th. That goal scares the shit out of me because it’s bigger than I’ve ever attempted. It’s overwhelmingly ginormous and intimidating but it’s on my mind. I think even if I DNF (WHICH I HAVE NEVER EVER DONE BTW) I will have attempted what in my mind is the coo de ta of races. Can I do it? I do believe I can and I want to push myself to see if I can. So this year I’ll focus on strength to prepare for the BIG ONE next year. Get ready B’s because I’m going to need you there when I make that attempt. I’ll need my girls to help me get there and to be at the finish line with hopefully one or all of my kids cheering me to the finish. It will be a year of preparation and focus one month at a time. Watch out 2019 because this girl is coming for you with a vengeance. This girl is going to be ready when you arrive!
Here’s to the next 367 days until 2019 gets here!
I had the usual disagreement with myself this morning that I have every off season. My brain said do more and go for 5-6 miles but I interrupted myself and reminded me that it’s off season. Off season is meant for rest from mostly running and more of stuff like my bike and swimming and weight training. I wanted to keep one day where my miles are up but what heppens when I don’t? Nothing, that’s what. I’ve had a week away from VT and that hellacious hill and still my legs are flipping me off when I head out on the most flat 3 mile course comparedly. My legs are pissed at me! As I headed out to beat the rain that’s coming in I just kept telling myself that 3 was good and the standard 3 miles is what it’s pretty much what my runs are going to be for at least a couple of weeks. It’s funny how during training I complain about the long runs and sometimes even dread them and when I have the opportunity to keep it light, I’m arguing with myself about keeping it low because all I want to do is put up some digits. It seems as though I’m never happy. I never want to rest, sit still or keep it light. When I do I’m beating myself up to try harder and not get lazy and I’m always pushing myself. In a way I do like being my own motivator. Mike & Mike actually talked about that today detailing how some players in the NFL think it’s the coaches job to motivate them. I couldn’t disagree more. I think when a player / runner / athlete needs it, that a “coach” should step in and give them a pep talk but for the most part, that player /runner /athlete’s job is to motivate themselves. I never look to anyone to motivate me except the old me. The fat lazy depressed person who tried to take my cookies and make me quit. The girl that’s always behind me as a reminder from where I came and where I do NOT want to go back to. Whatever makes you go is fine. You should be self motivated and never being happy with where you’re at is ok as long as you aren’t doing so much that you make yourself sick or injure yourself. I may never be happy but I belive I have the right mix for me to keep striving for more. Be the best me I can be and enjoy it along the way until the day where I decide that it’s time to stop, if I get to that point. I may never be perfectly satisfied & happy with what I’m doing, but I’m happy where I am. The point it that I’m happy never being happy because being unhappy with where I’m at is what motivates me to do more, be more, strive for more and THAT makes me very happy!
Last night I laid out my running gear for a run this morning. I got my cold weather gear out, and had it in my head that I would do my usual 3 mile, 5am run. When my alarm went off and I pulled up my weather app, it wasn’t quite the 31 degrees that I had anticipated. It was 25 degrees outside which isn’t far off from 31 but 6 degrees is 6 degrees when you’re warm and cuddly in your bed. So I was already working through my other options for working out today like A) running at lunch which would be at 51 degrees which is much more tolerable to me today. B) I also thought about riding my stationary bike which meant I would stay inside and stay warm. C) I also thought about possibly not working out today and if that happens I’m ok with it. I am opting for option B which means utilizing my free time differently, but giving up sitting around reading the same old gossip magazines or going out and possibly spending money that I shouldn’t is a good trade. You see, I don’t have to, no one is counting on me to do so, so it ain’t gonna happen today at 25 degrees! I’ll make it up and I do feel a little lazy at the moment but it’ll get done when I’ll be more comfortable and when my nose won’t stick together when I breathe. When it’s so cold out that I might have to cover my face so I don’t catch PEE-NEW-MONIA I instantly begin my work around solution. It’s funny because I really don’t mind running in the cold but I think I’m not quite adjusted to winter yet. You know that brief time between Fall and Winter when it starts to get cold but isn’t truly freezing but you’d swear it was an ice age….yeah that’s where I am right now! So I didn’t go out running….I ate my pancakes and eggs anyway….. and I will get my butt out there today….just later when it’s warmer and I’ll be happier! Some days it’s all about the compromise and that’s ok as long as you do in fact make it up on the other end.
So today I woke up before my 4:45 alarm to the sound of wind and what was probably sideways stinging rain. I realized that running outside was not a smart idea so I decided to go to the gym to use the treadmill instead. Now I pretty much hate the DM but on days like this and others in the winter where there is no where to run, I appreciate my gym membership quite a bit. There are some other things I like it for like spin class. I have a stationary spin bike at home but I don’t work it like I do when I go to the gym. I also appreciate the pool for some cardio, the sauna sometimes to relax, the stairmaster for punishment, fitness classes of many kinds for whenever I’m having a whim moment. Mostly my appreciation is for that damn DM because it’s always there when I need it. Today was one of those days. As I tossed on my gear and grabbed my keys I took this picture of the clock on the stove in my kitchen. This is the line between dedication and a hobby. I’m up because I have limited time to fit in a workout these days so it’s either 4:49 or not at all. Wanting it and doing it are very different. It’s like the people on the DM that walk while holding on, no incline and no sweat. Those are the people that wonder why they aren’t reaching their goals. It’s because they aren’t working hard enough for it. I don’t mean to sound like an asshole but really, no sweat, no elevated heart rate, no sore muscles = no achievement. You have to actually put effort into it which includes getting up at 4:30 to get to the gym to sweat. I can’t carry on a conversation without huffing and puffing when I’m running, street or DM. I don’t go to the gym to talk to my friends, I go to the gym to improve myself. Now I don’t know anyone’s situation so there could be extenuating circumstances like coming back from a heart attack or surgery, however, in general there is a definite line between casual fitness….NO! no no no no no! I can’t even use those words together because fitness isn’t casual. How about there is a difference between moving and dedicated fitness. Today that line for me was 4:49 am as I stepped out into a morning that undoubtedly would have ended in some kind of negative result. Today I realized that dedication has set into who I have become from someone who no longer exists. It’s just part of my being now. I don’t even think about it. I just do it day after day working toward an invisible and undefined goal that changes all the time. 4:49 is what sets me aside from everyone else who just talks about it, complains about it instead of doing it. 4:49 is the strength of the lotus that rises up from the mud at the bottom of the pond to bloom on the surface into a beautiful flower. I am the lotus and 4:49 is the fire in the pit of my belly that burns strong like the eternal flame that always reminds me where I have been and why I do what I do. 4:49 is the bar that I always reach for that is just out of reach but always reachable. 4:49 is the line between dedication and a hobby, doing and not doing, wasting energy and getting results. I am 4:49!