So I've rewound my training and had a hot, semi-crappy 11-of-16-miler on Sunday (I was supposed to start at 5am, but the thunder and lightening kept me home until 8:30). It was steamy. Also a hint of gastric emergency around the 6 mile mark.
Today I went out for 5. I got 4. What can I say? I felt shitty.
Tomorrow I'll be heading out at dawn to pound out 10 miles before a 7:30am meeting. Thursday I'm out for 5 (or not, I don't know) and then Friday I have to get 22 miles. Before I work at noon. Daycare doesn't open until 6:30.
Cutting it close? I think so.
Anyway, to the experiment. I am going to start CrossFit on Monday. Just on-ramping, as they say, for 30 days which boils down to 3 CrossFit workouts a week on top of my marathon training (which will thankfully be on the downslope after Friday...is it weird that Ragnar is technically part of my taper now?). I went and took in a free CrossFit workout a couple of weeks ago and it was all of an ass-kicking. It. Was. Awesome.
Here's the thing about CrossFit. It's weightlifting (among other stuff). I haven't ever seriously worked on weightlifting. Ever. Never ever. I know I should (blah blah bone health), but I never have. I've done lots of body resistance stuff, but not really much with weight. Grant (the owner-type at the GB CrossFit) swears my mile splits will drop like stones with these workouts. I actually believe him. Along with the weightlifting goes the Paleo diet. For 30 days, I must commit to the Paleo way of eating (as part of on-ramp). Grant swears that the results I see will be astounding.
So what does this mean for the next 30 days?
No grains. No dairy. No sugar. No alcohol.
Now, I've read up on this style of eating, particularly as it pertains to athletes during endurance training, so never fear on the marathon front. I've got a plan. But this is going to be HARD. I eat shredded wheat or oatmeal daily. I rely on dairy for a lot of my protein intake, so giving it up is going to suck hardcore. I didn't even mention the bad part- I heart beer. I love beer so much. Not having beer in the summertime (well, June anyway) is going to suuuuuuuuuck.
Here is my major issue: I am a terrible self-saboteur. I'll do the workouts, I'm not like that. It's the food thing. I will go along for days and days, feeling great, doing well, and then BAM! I eat a whole bag of Oreos. I am full of fail like that. I typically regret it immediately, in the form of bellyaches and self-loathing, but I always forget that in the OMG OREOS!!!!!! moment.
So. Thursday I'm going to post a before picture (if I can figure out how) and all my friggin' measurements. At the end of the 30 days, I will post an after (and all my friggin' measurements) and we'll see how they compare. I'm going to check in here and post how I'm feeling and what I'm noticing. Hopefully that will keep me from caving in to stupid temptations (I mean really, Oreos are not special. They're not even technically food-"creme" filling my ass).
Who knows. Maybe I'll feel like a freaking superhero at the end of the month. It's worth a shot.
Goals for June:
Personal fitness goals for the summer:
1. I want to do a pull-up. Unassisted. Seriously. It's my fitness Everest.
2. I want to consistently run 9 min miles. This would be my fitness K2.
Bring on the transformation.