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Make it Count

Posted by mbamommy on August 7, 2012

In my last couple posts, I’ve made reference to the fact that there’s been a lot of change around here recently, which led to my blog absence. In some sense it’s been pretty life changing. All good changes, thankfully, nothing like going through Z’s diagnosis a couple years ago, but life changing nonetheless.

Almost exactly a year ago today, I posted about my life as a slot machine. Well, the slots have stopped. The Refresh button has been pressed. FINALLY!

The kids are fully entrenched in their languange immersion school. They’re doing so well that S actually won a speech contest earlier this year. They’re making friends, having fun and learning a ton. What more could I ask for?

J’s job is going great. He’s loving it and is on a fantastic career track.

We bought a HOUSE. We’re no longer renting our teeny tiny temporary home and have found our dream house. I’m never moving again. Seriously, it’s from here to the old folks home. I can walk the kids to school. I can walk to Starbuck’s. I can walk to the parks, the pool and my friend’s houses. It’s an easy commute to downtown and basically anywhere else I’d want to go in Denver. I’m so thrilled to have found it and so happy to have that stability in our lives.

I found a JOB. A full time job, working at a really great digital agency, managing top brand clients, making more money than I expected and with a Senior Director title.

I quit that JOB. A full time agency job, with all its stressors, travel, and demands on my time and mental bandwidth turned out to not be what I wanted. I could have done the job. We, as a family, could’ve manage the travel, the hours, the chaos, the craziness. But I realized that I didn’t WANT to. Yes, it was great to have the extra money. Yes, it was fun to be challenged and work with smart, engaging peeps. But, I wasn’t sleeping. I was eating poorly, not working out and drinking too much. I wasn’t healthy and I wasn’t happy. I wasn’t being true to myself and playing to my strengths.

I started another JOB. A part time, work at home opportunity with my previous client. This one is perfect. Just enough responsibility without requiring me to be on call 24/7. Minimal travel (only once a year), working with great folks in an industry I love and with the flexibility required to keep my family running smoothly. I’m making some money, not a ton, but some.

And, who knows, maybe someday it’ll lead to something more. But for now, it’s allowing me the balance I so deeply crave. It’s allowing the MBA, the MOM, the MRS and the ME to have equal opportunity to shine. I’m happy and I’m being true to myself.  Not all the time, of course. I’ve certainly had my moments. This is life, not a game show, afterall. But, with the balance I’ve created, worked for and am lucky enough to have, I can handle those moments better.

I can (dare I say it?) have it all.

The morning after I left my previous job I looked at myself in the mirror and said, “This is the first day of the rest of your life.”

Now that we’ve completed the refresh of our lives I can actually start living it. Between Crossfit, eating well, working part time, playing with the kids, playing with J and living in Colorado, I think I can make it count.

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From Couchfit to Crossfit

Posted by mbamommy on August 2, 2012

A novices’ backlash to pullups and cleans.

I said I’d do it.

I finally joined my local Crossfit box and I’m getting my a$$ kicked almost every day. It’s been a month. Well, technically, it’s been 2 weeks of skills training class (or, what I like to call “learning how to get your a$$ handed to you without getting injured”) and almost 3 weeks of regular classes.

This is absolutely the hardest thing I’ve done (physically) in my life. I’m intimidated and in awe of the women that workout there. I am almost twice as slow as the fastest women there. I come in close to last every day. I get lapped. My hands are torn and my body is sore in places I didn’t know could get sore. And I keep going back for more.

I love it.

I love it because it’s such an intense physical challenge. I love it because at the end of the workout and I’ve had a chance to catch my breath, a peace comes over me that lasts throughout the day. I’m happy, calm and content (I think it’s the endorphins). I love it because even though I’m one of the last to finish, my fellow crossfitters cheer me on and stick around until everyone’s done. I love it because one of the ladies that works out there has a tattoo that says “Strength is Beauty”.

I’m never going to be one of those stick figures you see in the magazines. Not with my natural build. My Dad told me once that I had “football shoulders”. My Mom told me that I have “birthing hips”. Sweet, right? Well, I forgive them for unknowingly feeding into my insecurities about my physical attributes. Because, they’re right. I’ve got shoulders and hips. Not much I can do about that, right? So, if I’m built to be strong, why shouldn’t I do my damnedest to fulfill that genetic predisposition?

I titled this post, “From Couchfit to Crossfit”. And, it’s true. I’d say that, historically, I’ve been “couchfit”. I’m not obese but I could stand to tone some things up and lose some fat. I can run/walk a mile but it’s not very fast. I go to the gym and get on the elliptical for an hour but never push myself that hard. I can do headstands in yoga, but not without the help of the wall. I lift weights and you can see some definition in my arms and legs but not much. I’m ‘couchfit’. I don’t look terrible in clothes but I certainly avoid wearing a bathing suit when possible.

Not anymore. I’m committed. I want to be strong. I want to be fit. I want to be crossfit.

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I Hate It When He’s Right

Posted by mbamommy on August 2, 2011

I will never ever ever ever live this post down.  Ever. 

I have a brother, let’s call him Bubba (my kids do).  I love him to death, he’s one of my best friends (although I admit I probably like his wife a little more).  He’s always there for me, supportive, questioning, loving and fun.  He’s an amazing uncle and brother in law and I hate that I don’t live closer to him.  But, he’s also my big brother and my constant torturer.  To this day, (I’m 36 and he’s 38) he will still tease me relentlessly.  He still pulls the “Not touching…can’t get mad” crap that drove me insane when we were kids.  But, I guess that comes with sibling territory.

He also has this annoying habit of getting something in his head and absolutely running with it.  And then he’ll get on his soap box and lecture anyone who comes within 10 feet about what it is that he’s into…either the positives or negatives, depending on what he thinks.

On a rare occasion, my brother turns out to be right.  OK…..not a rare occasion….a semi-often-ok-I-grudgingly-admit-it-often occasion.  He’s a doc and my go to guy for anything kid related which certainly keeps my co-pays down and 1am trips to the ER at a bare minimum.

On this occasion, he was right about two things: Crossfit and Mark Sisson’s book, Primal Blueprint.

Now the only caveat I have about Crossfit is that I’m not currently doing it.  But, that’s only because I purchased a bunch of Groupon’s for a variety of workout classes (yoga, kettlebell, TRX) and I’m thoroughly enjoying them.  However, when they expire, I plan to join my neighborhood Crossfit box and get my a$$ kicked day after day.

If you haven’t heard of it, Crossfit is a type of workout that was created by in the military.  It’s extremely functional in nature.  It’s not long, drawn out cardio work but short intense interval training.  You lift heavy things.  You sprint.  You jump.  Sometimes you do them simultaneously.  It’s an amazing workout.  And an amazing community.  Folks who do Crossfit live and die by it.  Check out this awesome blogger, Andreanna,  to learn more about her experiences…she’s a total stud.

Oh, and my friend Sara?  She’s religious about Crossfit and after 3 kids has a 6-pack.  I’m not kidding, the girl is in ridonculously good shape.

As far as Mark Sisson and Primal Eating….well, that’s all about getting back to basics, eating the way we were genetically programmed to eat.  No grains, no breads, no crappy carbs.  Lots of good fats and proteins.  Even more importantly, eating things that aren’t filled with GMOs (genetically modified organisms) and don’t come from the other side of the world.  Eat local, eat healthy.  I was a total non-believer forever.  There was no way you were gonna get this girl to give up her crackers and cheese.

But then Bubba sent me (unsolicited I might add) The Primal Blueprint.  And, after I got over being incensed that he was STILL trying to tell me what to do, I decided to give it a shot.  I figured that with all these new things I was trying: meditation, exercising, etc etc I might as well try to clean up my eating.  The first week was awful.  I had a total carb hangover.  And then all of a sudden, I started feeling better.  I had more energy.  I slept better.  I didn’t have digestive issues (let’s just leave it at that).  I used to be tired all the time with really bad mood swings.  Now…well…I still have mood swings but they’re a lot more moderate.  And there are days when I can barely contain my energy.

What’s probably more interesting to me is that when  I “cheat” and let myself eat grains (read: pizza…my downfall) I feel terrible  the next day.  Sluggish, grumpy, stomach aches….it’s fascinating.

So….while I’m not 100% primal or 100% Crossfit, I’m pretty darn close to it and I have to thank Bubba for that.

Just….please….don’t tell him I said that?  Thanks, I’ll never hear the end of it.

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