Monthly Archives: July 2012



This is Ramsay, who joined our family last week! He’s a 10 month old field spaniel-something mix, and he’s probably the calmest dog I’ve ever met in my life. He was rescued from a shelter in Riverside, CA, and we don’t know much about his history, but from what we’ve observed, he was housebroken at some point, and crate trained too.

He’s definitely still adjusting to life outside the shelter. He’s slowly starting to eat, and develop his bathroom routine, but for now he’s content to sleep allllllllllllll night, most of the day, and occasionally be dragged on walks. I feel like such a mama, because I am so excited each time he makes a small bit of progress…like tonight, he started eating without being prompted/having food shoved at him, and I about cried I was so happy. Probably because I’m a worrywart.

Sidenote – right now, he is playing with some rawhide bacon. I’m so proud.


He LOVED his bath the other day – he was a good sport after the first couple of minutes. After we managed to get him mostly dry and brushed, he was really energetic and ran up and down the stairs, itching his nose on the carpet, and then decided that maybe fetch would be really fun with the squeaky toys at 11:30 PM. That’s actually the most energetic we’veĀ seen him.


We think he’s pretty happy with us, judging by this picture. It will still take a while for him to get adjusted, and I won’t stop worrying until he does, but he’s a great member of our little family.

Plus I’ve wanted a dog LITERALLY my entire life, so now I feel like a part of me that’s been missing for 23 years has been found. When I was a kid, I begged and begged my parents for a dog, and when they told me no, I wrote a letter to the Humane Society about how my parents were so mean, and I was really responsible and deserved a dog. They responded with a nice letter and a packet of information about how much goes into taking care of a dog. Then, I proceeded to drag around a scrub brush on a leash for a few weeks (its’ name was Abby), hoping that someone would tell my parents “just get her a dog already, that’s so sad!”

And now, here he is. Currently sitting on the floor chewing on a dental bone.

I’m very happy šŸ™‚

In other news, today’s WOD was an ass-kicker. Started off with a 400 m weighted run (40 lbs), then a 15 minute AMRAP with 30 DUs and 10 pull-ups, followed by another weighted 400 m. I was a crab after it was all said and done. But I did do an entire workout with banded pull-ups this time, which is an accomplishment. Though they weren’t pretty. I managed to squeeze in 4 rounds and my 5th set of double unders.

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Our New Addition

I’ve been MIA this week, because…


Pics to follow, obviously.

Fitso v. Thinspo

So, for a while I tried to blog on Tumblr, which was kind of fun, because you can find a mix of other people’s ideas and bring them together visually and cohesively with your own. However, I started to get disturbed with all of the “thinspiration” that seemed to be rampant when I started following various health and fitness blogs. Thinspiration, or “thinspo,” if you’re feeling too lazy to say the other two syllables, is basically a glorified shrine to anorexia. Girls bragging about how few calories they can eat in a day, and picture after picture of protruding hip bones and emaciated thighs. The slogan “nothing tastes as good at skinny feels” graffitied all over the internet.

On the flip side of “thinspo” is “fitspo,” short for fitness inspiration, fitspiration. Pictures of six-packs, runners, encouraging sayings about “starting today,” “you are in charge,” etc. etc. Some of this content can be really inspiring. I always like looking at pictures of other people lifting weights so I can point at the picture going “I DO THAT, I DO THAT!”

The danger, I think, lies in the fact that half of these fitspiration pages are managed by teenagers who doesn’t understand the difference between skinny and healthy in good shape. Without pointing out any blogs in particular (though I do have some in mind), I’m thinking of young ladies (mostly) that feel qualified to offer advice on healthy eating and exercise habits. I’m always wary of people offering advice over the internet, but seeing these girls who are 18 talking to even younger, more impressionable girls about how they “got in shape,” frightens me. They provide recipes and lunch ideas (I’m sorry, lunch is not 5 grapes and a quarter of a sandwich), detox shakes, and pictures of themselves, looking teeny tiny in bikinis.

I know I’m not the first one to have this hesitation about something that, on its face, looks good. How could promoting health be harmful? Tumblr is working on minimizing the amount of “thinspo” featured in its community, but where is the line drawn? Who are these people determining what is dangerous versus what is healthy? I don’t have answers, but this is just something I’ve become aware of (also on Pinterest, to an extent), and I’m curious to see how this plays out. Honestly, I stopped using Tumblr for the most part because I was so disheartened everytime I logged on and was bombarded by concave stomachs and bony legs. I can only hope that some better ways of moderation come forth, to stop enabling and encouraging these ideas.

But that’s my rant for the day.

Anyways, I have no answers to this.

Ok, now I have to brag about my hubby (we’ve been married one year as of tomorrow!), who made some delicious beer battered fish tacos for dinner. I would have taken a picture, but I ate them (nom nom nom).

ANNNNND, I got my ass kicked at the gym today. Here was the WOD:

7 rounds, for time

-7 power cleans

-7 thrusters

7 chest to bar

7 toes to bar

I managed to finish in 34:16, starting with 55 lbs. and dropping to 50 lbs., which is awesome considering I had never used 50 lbs for a WOD until last Friday. Also, I learned that toes to bar aren’t the best thing to do on a queasy tummy. I refuse to “meet Pukie” but I came damn close today.

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App Review – Fitocracy

So I try not to be addicted to my iPhone, but thus far, I have failed. There are,Ā literally, apps for everything (making your own motivational slideshows, tracking your “cycles,” making fart noises, putting weird stickers on your photos…the list goes on forever), and there are a large number of health and fitness apps with growing popularity.

One app I stumbled upon, Fitocracy, is actually getting some consistent use in my data plan. The Fitocracy app, an iPhone interface forĀ, markets itself as a kind of Facebook for fitness.

You can make friends and join groups, like Facebook, though all of the groups I’m in (CrossFit, Paleo, No Barbie Weights) have active posters, UNLIKE Facebook. After creating a user profile, you can log your workouts in a fairly user-friendly interface.

The list of activities to choose from is extensive, and they continue to add to it. You can also enter your own moves, or, many times, find somethingĀ comparable. You can search for exercises by muscle group or equipment needed, which is also helpful. I haven’t had much of a problem logging my CrossFit WODs in detail. After submitting your workout, Fitocracy uses a mysterious calculation system to give you a certain number of points (based on intensity, length of workout, cardio versus strength, etc.). Then you…wait for it…LEVEL UP!

Everything is made better with a little leveling and friendly competition. If you get super involved with the app/site, it serves as pretty good motivation. On top of the fun level system, there are also QUESTS to be completed!

Above is a screenshot of some of my completed quests. The completion is based on what you log in your workout (for instance, I did a 5K a few weeks back, and got that bonus 100 points from the “Finally 5K” challenge).

It might seem a little hokey, but there’s many positive to Fitocracy, in my opinion. The main pro is that it’s easy to log workouts without manually typing in every movement and rep. Most of the exercises you can choose from have scalable options where you can enter weight used, whether or not you used assistance, what type of terrain you were running on, etc. This is a luxury not found in many other workout logs I’ve tried. Second, it’s fun to have the social aspects of Facebook in a community of people that actually care about what you’re talking about. The users of Fitocracy are active, always posing questions to their groups, complimenting others on their progress, and sharing knowledge in a collective interface.

Honestly, the only con is that, occasionally, I’m so tired after a workout I forget to log it. Will I use this forever? Probably not. Is it motivating and fun for the time being? Definitely!

If you were to look at my workout log from today, here is what you would see:

1 mile run (10:32)

100 double unders

50 weighted sit-ups (made a valiant effort at 25 lbs. but was down to 10 lbs. by the end of the WOD)

50 v-ups

50 hollow rocks

50 GHD sit-ups

Total time (run included) of 34:32, and a big ol’ ab kicking. I hope no one makes me laugh tomorrow!

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Yesterday’s WOD (AKA OWWWWWW!)

Damn, I spent the day trying to recover from yesterday’s killer WOD (killer mostly because I’ve been slacking since I got back from my Midwestern vacation). Here’s how it went down:

Strength Work

-deadlifts, Wendler-style, up to 135 lbs.


5 rounds for time

– 8 deadlifts (started at 125 lbs., dropped to 115 lbs.)

– 8 ball slams (14 lbs.)

-200 m run


The running always kills me. Even 200 meters, in muggy heat, just zaps my energy and leaves me sucking air like a fish out of water. Sad. I’m working on getting stronger with my running, but it’s slow slow slow. Really I’m slow slow slow. Overall I was pretty happy with my time, as I wasn’t as far as usual behind the rest of the class. Today, however, I am extremely sore from not lifting ANYTHING for a few weeks.

One of the things I’ve discovered with CrossFit is that you really have to focus on yourself and your personal improvements, rather than comparing yourself against everyone else. This is a goal I’m working on for myself, as I’m always hard on myself when I come in behind other people. The fact of the matter is, I have improved a LOT since I started back in October. I get a lot more compliments on my looks, but even BETTER than that is being able to brag that I can lift 145 lbs. (my deadlift max), when I started at 17 lbs. (a trainer bar and two wooden disks, mostly to learn technique). I have some badass biceps. I feel better about myself. I have more energy and am less stressed. I try to focus on all of these things instead of the fact that I’m 1.5 rounds behind everyone else. Sometimes I am successful. Sometimes not.

How do you keep yourself motivated when you have a hard time seeing your improvements?


The Fittest on Earth

I’ve been hooked on watching the 2012 CrossFit games on ESPN3 this weekend. As soon as I watched yesterday’s events, I immediately regretted my decision to not WOD yesterday (I opted for a walk instead). Watching these people who are my size, sometimes smaller, throw 80 lb med balls around like they’re nothing is incredibly motivating. I’m hoping I can get my shit together in the gym and step it up a notch next week. Not that I plan on becoming a competitive crossfitter, but it’s just such a push to KNOW I can do more.

I’ll reserve my full CrossFit testimony for a future post, for fear of scaring off…any readers that may stumble onto this blog (who am I kidding?).


Post-Vacation Depression

I’m recovering in my quiet home after returning from our Mid-Western vaycay on Monday. We had a gigantic family reunion in Iowa (well,Ā more gigantic than usual), and before spending a few days in the cornfields we wandered around Chicago.


Anyways, while I was introducing Shayne to some of my favorite states in the USA, I started thinking (again) about how much I would like to move back there (mainly Chicago area). Could I up and leave my parents and friends and start a new life in a different state? I’d be so much closer to my extended family, and my cousins, which would be great, plus Chicago has even MORE great restaurants than PDX. How do you go about making a decision like that? How could I convince hubby to go along with it? Just something I’m considering.

Other than that, getting back to work hasn’t been as bad as anticipated (knock on wood). It’s hard to think back on those days that I just had summer vacation, with no other worries. What did I DO all day? I can’t even fathom, now that I’m stuck at my desk for 8 hours a day. One of the pitfalls of adulthood I suppose.

Okay, back to brainstorming blog posts that might interest people…