Jun 20, 2011
Each day at 12:01 a.m., CrossFit Austin posts our WOD to their web site, so after my alarm rings at 5:55 a.m., while I stumble to the bathroom to put on contact lenses and brush my teeth, I load up the workout on my iPhone to review the torture du jour. My reaction is usually one of the following:
OH MY GOD. That is going to suck!
This is generally reserved for thrusters and/or long-ass,...
Jun 17, 2011
I’ve been blogging here since 2008, and – if I do say so myself – there’s some good stuff in my archive that you might have missed. On Fridays, I’m going to take you on a Friday Flashback and point you to some good stuff from the checkered past of The Clothes Make The Girl.
My Third Eye & Counting Down From 100
Originally posted on July 1, 2008, this post was written the...
Jun 16, 2011
Back in December, I wrote a post called The Best Versions of Us in which I declared my independence from my old mental habits. No more would my behavior be driven by a weight loss goal and unbreakable rules of behavior. I wrote:
So what if I try something different? For the first time in almost 30 years, what if I don’t set a physical goal – no weight loss, no leaning out, no target time on the...
Jun 15, 2011
Today was my third consecutive workout day, so while I was training this morning – and pushing really hard, frankly – I was also luxuriating in the idea of tomorrow: my REST DAY. I’ll sleep in a little bit, spend 30 minutes with some yoga poses and restorative breathing, then eat breakfast at my dining room table instead of my desk at the corporate overlords’ lair. Tomorrow morning will be...
Jun 15, 2011
This post from Tom & Lorenzo makes me weep with joy – it’s a collection of some of the hats worn at Royal Ascot last week. They are heavenly… see?
See all the stunning and delightful photos here.
And let’s all start mentally planning the topper I’ll wear when I eventually make my way to Royal Ascot.
Jun 14, 2011
There is no soreness like the lunge soreness. It’s a misery hangover that lasts for two days and, unlike a Prosecco- or popcorn-fueled hangover, doesn’t have the pre-hangover, indulgent fun associated with it. Life is so unfair!
Difficulty standing up and sitting down aside, this workout was a blast. We had to row, then do barbell stuff, then row, then do barbell stuff, until the six minutes...
Jun 13, 2011
Three times a week, I go to CrossFit Austin, and I do whatever they tell me to do. As fast as I can.
But twice a week, the barbells are the boss at the South Austin Gym. I pretend to be the boss with my strength training worksheet and my plan for warmup and cash-out, but who am I kidding? The barbells make the rules.
I surprised myself the other when I realized I have a deep affection for the Craptastic,...
Jun 13, 2011
This is barely a recipe, but my kitchen experiment – Man! I really want something salty-crispy right now. I wonder what would happen if I toasted these things then sprinkled them with salt? – yielded such surprisingly irresistible results, I feel compelled to share.
I’m not sure if you’ll compliment or curse me after you’ve tried these. I’m ready for either response (and...
Jun 10, 2011
Geniune al pastor tacos originated in Central Mexico and in spirit are more like Greek gyros or Lebanese sharwarma than the recipe below. They’re carved from a giant slab of pork that’s been mixed with other ingredients (potentially non-paleo ingredients) and roasted over a spit.
Much as I adore the notion of adding a personal rotisserie spit to my kitchen arsenal, the only realistic way for...
Jun 10, 2011
I’m writing this with a fuzzy head, rumbling tummy, and uncomfortable taste of regret. I had a terrible night of un-rest, and, naturally, that stern finger of responsibility is pointing directly at me. Hello, Stern Finger of Responsibility!
Dave and I decided to go out to dinner in our neighborhood, to Polvo’s, a popular Tex-Mex joint about a 1/2-mile stroll away from our front...
Jun 9, 2011
Smart, visually pleasing, and BIG… it’s the Paleo Diet Infographic from my new favorite person, Patrik at The Paleolithic Diet. (Thanks, again, Patrik for getting my sorry butt to the Ancestral Health...