"Being the best is not about beating everyone else. Its about beating who you were yesterday."

"Being the best is not about beating everyone else. Its about beating who you were yesterday."

Monday, January 30, 2012

Round 2!

Round 2 has started for 2012 Games prep team training!! Yesterday a group of us that are trying out for the Bayou City Crossfit team met up for a workout. I havent felt this nervous before a WOD in awhile, but yesterday having everyone there and getting back into the competiton mind set, those butterflies where going crazy. I cant say its the best feeling to get before a workout, but at the same time I love it! Thats what keeps me motivated and wanting to reach my goal even more.
Vic came up with the WOD for us. The first part was a individual 8 min AMRAP of
10 chest to bar pull ups
20 bar facing burpees
30 dbl unders
then immediately following we would get in our team of 4, two girls and two guys. One person starts on a exercise and once he/she moves on to the next exercise, team member 2 can start and so on and so on.
The team WOD was:
20 cal row, 20 push press135/95lbs, 20 toe to bar, and 20 wall ball shots
It was a GREAT WOD! I havent pushed myself this hard in a long time! I LOVED IT!
Im excited, Im ready, Im super determined to make team and go to the 2012 south central regionals! 3,2,1, GO!!

Thursday, January 19, 2012


That's right ladies and gents, I completed my first marathon on Sunday, January 15th!!
Now, like I've said in the past, I used to HATE running. I mean, hate with a capital H-A-T-E. Ever since I surprised myself with my first half marathon about a year ago, I thought "hey what else can I do to surprise myself?" So I took a big leap and signed up for a FULL marathon. Let me be clear and honest: it wasn't that easy. For the past three months I've gone back and forth questioning myself on whether I can even do it or not. I cried to Vic like a little baby because I didn't think I would be able to run for such a long distance and I just didn't want to set myself up for failure. The day finally came and I ran the whole thing! I had to stop about 3 times to stretch, and once to cry, and finished with a time of 4:46! When I crossed that finished line I. WAS. PUMPED!
I would have jumped up and down in excitement but my legs weren't up to the task, so instead I received my medal, put up a big 'thumbs up', and smiled for the camera:) I was overwhelmed with pride and accomplishment. After all the hard work, it was a great feeling.
My emotions during those 4 hours and 46 minutes were like a rollercoaster. Before the race even started I got tears in my eyes just purely out of self doubt, but I couldn't turn back now. The gun went off, adrenalin was going, and my prayers began. This might sound weird, but the first 3 hours went by pretty fast, surprisingly. The crowds were great along the way and I was in disbelief and excitement that I had been running for so long. Now I'm not saying it was a piece of cake for those 3 hours. I definitely had to talk myself up a couple times. Some knee pain would kick in and I would have to focus on stuff along the way to get my mind off of it. It wasn't until mile 21 or 22 that I hit my wall. I was mentally drained and all I wanted was to cross the finish line. I had 4 miles to go and some might say, "c'mon, 4 miles. That's nothing compared to what you've already done!" I say: "Wrong!" When you've been running for 3+ hours, those last 4 miles seem like another 20. I stepped aside on the curb to stretch and the tears just exploded out of my eyes. I don't really know why I started crying but I know I wasn't the only one. I think at this point I was just so mentally drained and there was no other way to get out my emotion other than to have a good ol' cry. It was then my friend and endurance coach, Brian Diaz, showed up and helped me regain my confidence and encouraged me to get back in it. Talk about perfect timing! Soon after my sister, Kim, and good friend, Lori Layton, jumped in and ran the next mile with me. We got to mile 24 and Vic helped me with the last 2.
Mile 24! 2 to go!

So serious

To have all that support towards the end of the race meant the world. I have to give a big shout out to the Lululemon peeps and my Bayou City CrossFit friends and family for cheering me on. You guys have no idea how much you helped me dig deep for that last little bit of motivation I needed to make it to the finish line:)
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!
Thumbs up at mile 15
Pushing through mile 18
Six miles to go!

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Paleo Pumkin Muffins! Wha what!!!!!

Are you missing your toast  or oatmeal in the morning? Are you craving something sweet? Well now you can have a little bit of both with this Paleo recipe of pumkin muffins. I found this recipe off paleosuperhuman.com They are sooooooo good and easy to make. It probably took me 5 to 8 minutes to mix all the ingrediants together. I went ahead and doubled the recipe bc i knew 6 muffins were not going to be enough.


Paleo Pumpkin Muffins

Paleo Pumpkin Muffins from PaleoPlan.com
Makes 6 muffins.
Approximate cooking time: 40 minutes
1½ cups almond flour
3/4 cup canned pumpkin (or cook and puree pumpkin yourself)
3 large eggs
1 tsp baking powder
1 tsp baking soda
½ tsp ground cinnamon
1½ tsp pumpkin pie spice
1/8 tsp sea salt
1/4 cup raw honey (optional)
2 tsp almond butter
1 Tbs sliced almonds
Preheat oven to 350℉.
Coat 6 muffin tins with coconut oil (or use paper muffin cups and add 1/2 tsp melted coconut oil to batter).
Mix all ingredients and pour evenly into tins.
Bake for 25 minutes on the middle rack.
Sprinkle almonds on top immediately after taking them out of the oven.
I personally liked it without the almonds on top because I just liked the consistency of a soft, pumpkin muffin and didn’t care for any crunch on top.

Monday, November 14, 2011

Lessoned Learned

My running partner Ashley Butturini and myself began our marathon training two weeks ago. We've been doing endurance WOD's for almost a year now, but we wanted to add some longer distance running on our feet. Last week we did a fast 6 miles, I think we finished in 52: something, which is the fastest ive ever done 6 miles. I felt pretty good, except for the mini panic attack I got in the last mile.
I guess it just hit me that I will actually be doing a marathon come January 2012. I was feeling pain in my legs and feet, and I new it was only going to get worse the longer I ran, or so I thought. Yesterday we did timed mile runs 5x with a 5 min rest in between. The goal was to keep a 8:30 to 9:00 min pace all 5 miles, and we did! We actually kept a 8:35, we tried to slow our roll to 8:45 but our legs didnt want to slow down. I was feeling great and started to get my confidence back with the longer distance running.
I was thinking to myself this morning, "why did I have that mini panic attack on our first long run last week?"  Was it becuause deep down I thought I couldnt do this? or I thought I was going to fail myself? Heck NO! Of course I can run a marathon, I wouldnt have signed up for it if I didnt think I could. I realized, there is going to be a "suck factor" sometime during my 26 miles, some call it "the wall" Im know im going to hit it, everyone does. But what worried me was how I am going to handle it? My goal is to NOT walk during my marathon, and becuase I was feeling a little pain last week I immediatly went to "OMG im hurting and ive only done 6 miles, Im for sure going to walk in my marathon" What!! Negativitly! I preach to my clients about not being negative, how you cant succeed at anything with a attitude like that, and here I am thinking im not going to acheive my goal after a little pain my first long run. Isnt that silly? I was a little dissappointed in myself, but at the same time we all doubt ourselves every now and then, its normal, thats what we do. If you can overcome that fear/doubt you have when you face your weakness, that is what makes you stronger physically and mentally!
Now when I run, I have to talk to myself saying "I can run 26 miles!" 

Thursday, August 25, 2011

I love women who love lifting!

A client and friend of mine came across this article, thought of me, and sent it my way. I LOVE reading articles like this because it's inpiring and gets me pumped knowing more women are starting to understand that strength training is fun and beneficial. As a coach at Bayou City Crossfit, one of my goals is to get more girls comfortable with not only lifting, but lifting heavy, and to not be afraid of the bar. I started a six-week strength competition to challenge the women of Bayou City and to also bring us together and support one another. We're on week two and I have already seen major changes in the women's mentality towards lifting. I'm coaching them through the movements and their way of thinking. We're working on removing fear, doubt, and negativity and replacing it with positive thinking about their own strength and abilities. I want them to discover what they can really do, not just what they think they can do.
How many times have you been able to accomplish a goal with a negative attitude? I'm assuming never. Here's my challenge to you: next time you find yourself struggling with a heavy lift or just a weakness in your general fitness routine, step back, refocus, and evaluate how you are thinking. Most likely, your struggle is all mental.
Enjoy the article!

I'm A Woman, And I Love Powerlifting
By Dana McMahan for Blisstree.com

I spend four days per week in a gym; on days off, I pine to be there. I lift hundreds of pounds, sport smeary chalk prints on my sweat-soaked clothes and listen to cacophonous music at dangerously loud levels when I train. I attack large, bloody-rare steaks like a caveman. Am I a 275-pound shaved-headed dude with my bench total dangling as a charm from a gold chain around my thick neck?
Nope. I’m a 100-pound, 30-something female food writer who has fallen in love with powerlifting.
How did I discover the allure of going under the bar? Blame the affair on my CrossFit coach, who started me as a total beginner -- without an athletic bone or urge in my body -- with chin-ups and push-ups. He saw my manic drive to do more, and started loading a barbell with weights. I quickly became hooked on going under the bar and finding out how much I could squat and stand up with, and bench press, or pull from the floor in a deadlift. He called me a powerlifter one day, and it clicked. This was what I wanted to do. This was what made my heart pound with excitement. The sound of heavy weights crashing back into the rack or to the ground caused a frisson even when it wasn’t from my own barbell. Searching for my body’s limits was an addictive pursuit and I couldn’t get enough.
As the callouses grew and I learned I could conquer more and more weight, I found myself sitting up straighter, walking with my head higher and shoulders back, and smiling more. The first time I squatted 180 pounds I found myself smiling hugely at passersby later that day in the suites at Churchill Downs, my local racetrack. A man returned my smile, perhaps automatically in response to a trim blonde in a hat and sundress. I had to contain the laughter welling up as I wondered what he’d think if he knew I was smiling because I could squat him!
Petty stresses and grievances rolled off me like so much water on a freshly-waxed car. I tried new adventures -- a Muay Thai lesson in Bangkok, clambering up onto an elephant in northern Thailand, taking on a job as the editor of a food magazine. Get a tattoo of the world on my back? Why not? I could do anything I wanted.
Why don’t more women do this? I pondered, to myself and to friends. If only they knew how amazing they would feel! If other women just knew what a stress reliever it is. (Being strong enough to sling a sledgehammer repeatedly into a tractor tire at my gym allowed for immediate relief when a weaselly blogger publicly disdained my selection as a food critic that would have otherwise called for an illegal activity or, at minimum, drinking unwise amounts of clear liquor.) And seriously, if they knew how fast and easily they would reach that great, shiny American goal of Losing Weight, wouldn’t they show up in hordes at the door to the gym, pleading for a turn at the squat rack?
Turns out, not so much. Aside from some other die-hards like me, most women shy away from heavy weights. Because seemingly, even in this era of snopes and the ability to research anything your little heart desires online, people, many women -- and trainers -- still believe lifting heavy weights will make them bulky or, thanks to perverse media claims, “too toned.” I can only surmise that the inventor of two-pound dumbbells started this misinformation campaign which has pervaded gyms across the country, where women with great fear of looking like a Russian heavyweight powerlifter cling to their tiny weights as they shuffle along on treadmills.
Bulky, my arse. My workouts rarely include more than five repetitions of any lift. They’re also, at least with the squat and deadlift, performed with weights well above my body weight. Does hanging a kettlebell from my foot while I perform unassisted chin-ups, or counting off handstand push-ups make my arms big? In a word: no. But it does allow me to haul industrial-sized bags of dog food without help. It means I can retrieve my suitcase from the overhead compartment without fear of crushing my skull (or someone else’s!). And it lets me grab the sleeveless, backless dress without hesitation while shopping. The women I met at a recent powerlifting competition had bodies most dieting women would starve themselves in hopes of achieving -- and many of them eat 3,000 or 4,000 (or more!) calories a day just to fuel their training.
That’s the bonus of a lifetime for me. Contending with heavy weights several times a week requires large infusions of fuel. That’s right. I have to eat. A lot. Studies may dispute the "muscle burns more calories than fat" theory, but to maintain my lower-than-ever weight, I know I need more calories than before. In my line of work, and with a passion for food that takes me to far-flung destinations to taste and cook, that’s the proverbial cherry on top of my love for powerlifting.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Athlete Spotlight!

Kiley Muthig is this months and my first Athlete Spotlight!  Kiley has shown true determination and passion towards crossfit. She has overcome obstacles and acheived goals she set for herself. Kiley inspires me because she has the heart and mind set you need to conquer challenges, and even though it gets tough at times, she never gives up.
 I'm so proud of all your hard work Kiley. Keep it up in Cali and i'll see you in three weeks!

What or who got you started with crossfit?
My brother originally told me about CrossFit. He was working out at CrossFit San Diego and was seeing a lot of progress in his strenth and fitness levels. He encouraged me to give it a try. I went a few times and finally about a year ago made the commitment to do CrossFit full time.
How has crossfit changed you physically, and mentally?
I remember when I first started going to CrossFit Katy Neal told me "The first month you'll feel different, the second month you'll look different and the third month you are different". I couldn't wait to be different! Looking back to when he said that I can say I truly am different. Of couse I look different and I'm amazed at what my body is able to do, but at the same time without me knowing it my confidence has seriously increased. There isn't much I back down from these days.

I don't even know where to begin. I can't say enough about CrossFit and the CrossFit community. I get to come to the gym every day to a bunch of people with similar goals who support me and encourage me every single day. And it's not just in the gym. The way that the CrossFit community supports eachother outside the gym is even more amazing. I can't wait for another year to go by to see where I'm at. I've set some goals and with the encouragment of everyone and the most amazing coach (That's you Katie!) I'm confident I'll far surpass those goals. I look forward to supporting and encouraging all the people that have been encouraging me. Big thank you to all of you!


Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Big Thanks to Ashley Butturini

This blog goes to my friend and running buddy, Ashley Butturini. It all started at the beginning of the year when Ashley asked me to do a half marathon with her. My first thought was "uhh, man, I don't know how I'm going to do a half marathon when I suck at running", but then the motivated Katie busted out the negative thought and said "why not?! I've always wanted to do one. Better now than never." So I signed up for my first half and started training with Ashley and an amazing group of Lululemon friends. I was pretty nervous on the first day of training because I didn't know what to expect from myself, I didn't want to slow her down, and I certainly didn't want to disappoint myself. Ashley helped me get comfortable with running and made me realize that I didn't have to be the fastest runner to complete a half marathon, just efficient. We worked on our pace and distance, and without noticing, I created a love for running and was looking forward to challenging myself on my first half. It's been about 3 months since we completed our half marathon and we have both kept up with our running and have been meeting for endurance WODS (intervals, long distance, shorts sprints, etc.). It's been great training with her because she is positive, motivating, and pushes me to do my best.

Ashley, you are a great running buddy, friend, and athlete. Thank you for helping me gain the confidence to overcome a challenge and fear of mine that I have had for quite some time.