Hi there…this post is coming at you from Starbucks.
I’m on my third visit today. I have a problem and I’m no longer in denial. My fav phrase–it could be worse, it could be cocaine–applies…no?
This morning I sprung out of bed (okay, sprung is a strong word) and went to the 6am class at West London Crossfit. I like Tuesdays because on Tuesdays we deadlift. Who doesn’t get excited about picking heavy things up? Today we did just that after some mobility. We worked up to a set of 5 heavy reps–I bumped up my set by 10 pounds this week to 185. Bam. When I was in Grade 8, I weighed 185lbs. Just sayin… Afterwards, the awesome continued with pull-ups. I managed to get 3 in a row for the three sets…not the 10 I have as my goal BUT one more than last year. Hi, progress, I love you! We finished with a 4 minute WOD: row 500m and then do as many double unders as possible within the time. I managed 15 and I think the constant reminders about having fast wrists made the whole move make a little more sense.
After Crossfit, the sun was rising, I was energized, and I didn’t want to go home. Sooooo I went to Springbank and ran on the path there for about 25 minutes. No music, no worries–this was purely a stress relief, sort out my thoughts kind of run and it did the trick!
After my workout, the hungries came on strong. I satisfied ‘em with some chicken and salsa over kale. I added some cheddar cheese. Then I snarfed an apple. Really exciting, I know.
I made my way to Starbucks stop #1 of the day and busted out my post about figure competitions/cover models. God it felt good.
Afterwards, I sat in my car and did an interview for the article I’m working on about the financial realities of self-employment. I’m sure this is a professional thing to do–I’m a writer and I do it all the time! Anyways, I talked to a financial planner from Alberta who was just fired up about how to set yourself up for success. He recommended some books, gave some solid advice, and talked to me for 45 minutes about way more than I was hoping to cover in the article. That’s the beauty of freelance writing–when you’re writing about things you’re interested in, you never know what an interview will bring!
Following the extended interview, I was hungrier than hungry can be. I ate some stale nuts that I keep in my glove compartment and then when I was running (literally) into Loblaws to grab something quick for lunch, a LARA bar mysteriously appeared in my trunk with my shopping bags. Amen to being a food hoarder!
I obviously snarfed it and then I grabbed a spinach salad, some raspberries, and a can of salmon which I ate before I took a photo. I had the company of Sarah and we spent a good few hours at my second Starbucks stop of the day just shooting the shit, for lack of a better description.
Afterwards, I hustled home and then to the gym for bootcamp. I led the gals through a warmup, squats, deadlifts, rows, pushups, and then some fun wall sits and a cardio countdown (40 jumping jacks, 30 mountain climbers, 20 jump squats, 10 burpees). At least I thought it was fun…I did most of it with ‘em and that was a wake up call: I’m sore!
I’m going to sleep in tomorrow since I’m a) sore and b) tired. I ate a shit ton of fruit today and I think it has something to do with being tired and thus craving sugar. I think I’ll keep my training to a class at Crossfit and cut the cardio…though I did get a little reminiscent for the pool when I saw the swim team diving in this afternoon on my way to bootcamp!
Speaking of sugar, after class I had a sweet visit to Gainsborough. The whole fam jam is back in business and I loved seeing familiar faces, getting my power turned on, and just popping in today. I’m in for my assessment (it’s been about 6 weeks) tomorrow and I’m looking forward to that!
More sugar…I repeated the dog poop for dinner theme from last night, this time with avocado in the mix.
Now I’m on round three at Starbucks. Tonight I’m focusing on my Crossfit manual…3 days!
What’s your record for Starbucks visits in a day?
Do you stash food anywhere silly?