Day 1

Sweet Potatoes.... I can tell you right now that I am going to be sick of them long before this 10 day challenge is over. I could barely finish the 150g that I was supposed to eat this morning! I cannot imagine 9 more days -_- I will have to figure out a good alternative so that I don't go completely crazy. My eggs were also not that exciting but that was my own fault so I will have to jazz them up tomorrow. I felt like a bunny rabbit eating my lunch (I was literally eating the spinach and peppers one piece at a time haha) and I could not finish my almonds but I haven't strayed from the plan!! 

Today is the start of this 10 day challenge that my brother set me up on. Last night I was so excited for the run, the work it will take to get there and the new changes coming down the pike. Well...that excitement has diminished. I have come to the conclusion that there are fun suckers out there, just waiting to pounce on enthusiasm and happiness. If my legs were working properly, I would kick them in the shins. I am trying to not let their negativity get me down...its not working. Grrrrr!

Speaking of crankiness....eating like this is making me so irritable! I am not craving anything or lusting after any food items but I am so crabby! I woke up in a great and terrific mood and that has since plummeted into a dark and snappy place. It is slowly working its way back up to happy but not as fast as I would like. So I apologize to those I have snapped at today (and future days)..Except YOU! Yes you! You know who You are!

Anyways...back to my original thought. Day 1 and I am really feeling like this could work. As it stands, I will be working out about 5-6 days a week. Three at CrossFit and 3 more training at the track, getting ready for this run. It is actually making me want to sign up for more runs after this! Hell Run anyone?! My biggest struggle is planning; I have to plan all of my meals and snacks ahead of time or else I will miss one day and then three days and then it has been a year and I don't remember what I was supposed to be doing. I have to say, though, that I have the best family and friends with me on this. The encouragement (and subtle threats) from them really pushes me to continue.

I have to really thank D, especially for last night. I did NOT want to go to CF and honestly felt like I could not walk. However, knowing that she was going to be there, waiting for me (as were a few other amazing people), I got my ass in gear and went in. WOW! I felt sooooo much better after the first set of squats in the warm up! Logically I knew that would be the case once I got moving, but I shy away from pain and did not want to put myself through it. The pain was worth it. Absolutely worth it. The WOD was a really good one and T was super awesome in letting me scale it. I only felt some pain when doing the single unders and towards the end of rowing. Other than that, I really pushed myself and am very proud that I went.  In case you were wondering, the WOD was: 3 Rounds for time 42 DU (I did 50 SU) 21 KB Swings, 12 Knees to elbows and a 200 m run (row for me).

Oh yes, this is going to be a splendid journey!