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‘Tis the season of snug pants

Adulting is no joke.  I want to be a kid again.  Why is it too much to ask to just win the lottery so my bills will take care of themselves?

As you can tell by the lack of my posting, I have been insane busy.  On top of that, not inspired to write since my mind has been elsewhere.  That’s bound to happen from time to time.  Or I AM inspired to write but not physically able to.

I continue to attempt eating healthy and keep active over the holidays.  Ahem…note the italics.  Between my girl trip in October and going home for Thanksgiving, the scale went up 10#.  Ah well.  It could be worse!  Although my jeans are snug, I have continued to hit up the box at least 3 times a week.

I was thinking about this the other day as I try to put a plan together for after the holidays.  There are several factors to consider here.  But before we get into those, my food choices are healthy but my portions are not spot on.  Portioning my macros is key for me.  At 36, whoops, 37 years old, I still haven’t learned how to eat the right portions without tracking it.  Will I ever?  If you have any tips, feel free to tell me because quite frankly I feel like I’m forever chained to My Fitness Pal.

The “factors” at play here that are wrecking havoc on me are 1) I am breastfeeding less and 2) I’m not endurance training anymore.  Considering those 2 factors, I cannot justify my 8 ounce sweet tater with Kerrygold butter anymore.   That in mind, I have to rework my macros which I will take care of after the holidays.  I’m setting myself up for failure if I started now.

I decided to try something new and starting going to a new Barre3 studio in town.  I thought I had this.  Thought it would be no big deal, just something different.  I could not have been more wrong!  I had muscles on fire that I didn’t know existed!  It took everything in my power to not grimace and grunt….everyone else looked so graceful and proper.  Sheesh. And yes I went back.  3 more times.  I love challenges.  It ticks me off when I can’t do it which makes me want to do it more.  Competitive you say?  Yep.

Only reason I stopped going was because I had no more free classes left.  As much as I want to purchase a class package, I already belong to TWO CrossFit boxes.  Which brings me back to my original question, when am I going to win the goddamn lottery?!

Started playing around with food again.  Everyone is talking about this “bone broth” which my family has been making since…..forever?  Any time we make chicken, we always take the bones, throw it in a pot with water and herbs and cook for hours.  I’m reading that bone broth is to be cooked for at least 24 hours but we stick to about 3 or 4.


Doesn’t it look delightfully gross?  I had a 3# rotisserie chicken from BJ’s that I had polished of myself.  (Don’t tell me I’m the only one that tears through a chicken with their bare hands!)  I threw the skin in there for the hell of it. Came out fairly decent.  Of course it’s not as good as my Mamma’s.  Nothing ever is.


Between B and I, sweet potatoes are still a must-have around this house.  I end up making them by the bag.  Clean, poke with holes, rub with EVOO and sprinkle with salt.  425* for an hour or until done.  “Done” for me is when I can easily pierce it with a knife.


What you see here was an experiment with old bananas.  While I love banana bread, I don’t like it when I polish off an entire loaf by myself.  I had a sweet tooth….and I wanted something NOW so I found a recipe on pinterest using bananas, oatmeal, chocolate, coconut……and now as I am writing this I realize that I don’t have the recipe!  Which is okay because I didn’t necessarily like the cookie.

So why did I add it to this blog?  Because I’m an *sshole I guess.

Happy Holidays!


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She lost her what?

It’s a gorgeous Saturday here and would LOVE to go for a walk with my little man but he is napping and I have learned to never wake a sleeping baby. These past 3 days have been a little rough since he has decided he just doesn’t want to sleep in his crib anymore. I have made countless attempts to give him some boob until he crashes but the second I put him down, he cries. It finally got to the point where I couldn’t stay awake while feeding him.

Thank goodness we have my old bed in the nursery!

So the past 3 night have been spent co-sleeping which means he sleeps, but I don’t. Well….I do, but not well. I have discovered that he kicks. A LOT. And every kick wakes me up.

Looking back, this week was a good one. I was able to get to the box 4 times, I think. The days are really a blur as any new mother would agree. I dont keep a schedule or a calendar anymore and it’s awesome! Once I go back to work *cringe*….

I had a few laughs this week and yes, I took a picture of it. Any nursing mother will appreciate why I was laughing.


That thing flung out of my bra twice this week. The first time was when I was doing GHD sit ups and the second time was when I was doing burpee box jumps. For those that don’t know what that is, it’s a nipple shield for breastfeeding mothers with small nipples. Without this shield there is a pretty good chance that my son won’t be able to eat. So I am NEVER without this.

When I realized the shield was gone, I was looking around frantically for it while trying not to draw attention to myself. I mean, it’s not as if I lost a tampon! Note to self, take everything out of your bra when you WOD. The sheild, xuxa’s (pacifiers), chapstick, car keys….

The Sweat
To recap the week:
Monday: Murph (modified and broken into 20 rounds)
1/5 mile run
100 pull ups (switched to ring rows in 11th round)
200 push ups
300 squats
1/5 mile run

Tuesday: Grace
30 Clean and Jerks (95#)
The last time I did this, pre-baby, my time was 2:45. This time was 4:00. Strength is here, cardio is not. Need to work on that.

AMRAP 9 (As Many Rounds As Possible in 9 minutes)
30 Double Unders
15 Wall Balls (14#)
12 GHD situps

Rest Day

4 rounds of:
In 2 minutes, run 200m then as many burpee box jumps in the remaining time.
Rest 3 minutes between rounds.

Now it’s Saturday. Got a few things I need to get done. Actually, more than a few. Will I get a workout in? We shall see. Until then, going to enjoy my 2 block breakfast on the back patio, while I watch my dogs roll around in the grass. (Please, oh please dont let that be poo!)


The Mess

2 block breakfast:
1/2 a cantalope
1/2 cup cottage cheese
6 walnut halves

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