Pre-Frankenstorm

Hurricane Sandy is upon us. Bah. Saturday was spent getting in the final ride before the wet and wind comes and making sure a few things were stashed and battened down. The whole hill behind our house looks like this:

I'm hoping things stay where they should. I really don't want to live with an African Grey parrot in a hotel room.


This has also been the week of Frankenknee. I had a little accident last weekend and lost the ability to go up and down stairs (or an incline) without looking pathetic. I was going to post a picture but it could have been be mistaken for a big, discolored ass cheek. It did not look like a knee until recently when the swollen, juiciness subsided. I can finally see my knee cap again.

Mike, Dave and I went for our pre-storm ride which I am now referring to as the 'Diva Ride'. Somebody needed a Snickers and it wasn't me and it wasn't Dave. That's all I'm gonna say. After 30 minutes of having to walk sideways up ANY incline, I decided to leave the Divaness and do what I could do on the rail trail. It's still a little angry with me today, but I have a feeling I may have a few days to rest it.


All lights are on deck and unfortunately not in anticipation of a night ride

It's Day 22 of the Whole30 today. It actually has gone by pretty quickly. I will say I have been feeling really good. On my ride yesterday, I felt better than I've felt in long time. My right leg and left leg (minus the knee) wanted to party and my lungs felt great. I couldn't get crazy, but I did notice a difference and I did not have that bonky feeling and like I wanted to take a nap on the side of a trail. Hoping there are more of those days to come.

Guess who came out to play for Halloween? Stupid Cadbury. Of course it's together with my other favorite...the holiday Reese's. Reese's always taste better when it's a pumpkin, tree or egg. I didn't do it. I did stare at it and obviously take a picture like a freak.

Instead, I came home and made "Deconstructed Pizza". There is absolutely nothing pizza like about it. Okay, maybe the olives, mushrooms and tomatoes. That's a stretch. It's actually really good. It's just not pizza. I prefer to call it "Meat Surprise with spinach and mushrooms."

Looks like I'm done blogging. Sandy's here and the lights keep flickering. Talk to you on the other side.

A Glimmer

Whole30 Day 14 is almost over and Week 3 starts tomorrow. I'm starting to feel decent for about an hour during a workout and anything over that I bonk horribly. After thinking I was going to perish in the woods last weekend after only 15 minutes, I'll take an hour.  It's something. Is it my finest hour? No, not by far. My coordination is still a little wonky and I've noticed my reaction time is a little slow. No snap in the legs and I feel like a slug. The good news is that I have finally started to sleep better and I am waking up and feeling (dare I say it?) pretty damn good. Hoping that sticks. The daily brain fog has subsided and I feel like I can now carry on a conversation and not feel like I suffer from aphasia.



Floating, sinking and rolling is not a good combo. My log rolling skills need work.

Today was the first day I actually thought about cheating. What did I want you ask? A big ice cream cone? Dark chocolate? A Coke? Gummy bears? No, I wanted a Gu. I became frustrated and tired of feeling so damn beat on the bike. I didn't cave. It's not worth it. I slogged through. I've made it this far and so far I can honestly say I've been 100% by the book . I got home and felt like I was going to pass out. I was dizzy and starving. I've yet to be this hungry since I've started this. The sweet potato didn't help. The jerky didn't do it.  I then sat on the porch in my dirty riding clothes eating macadamia nut butter out of the jar like a zombie and washed it down with pineapple and honeydew. Followed by cold tilapia and cold kale. Then tea. Then an apple. Then a plum. Then I felt better.

Two more weeks. Two more weeks.

Brief Whole30 Update

Well. It's been going. I'm officially on Day 11. A short recap so far:

Day 5: I started to break out like a greasy, hormonal teenager.

Day 6 and 7: My head felt like I was receiving a lobotomy with an ice pick. I wanted to sleep all day. Day 6 and 7 happened to be on a Saturday and Sunday and my workout attempts were so sad I have trouble calling them work-outs. On a hike on Sunday I didn't think I was going to make it out of the woods alive.

Day 8-11: Things are starting to come around and I don't feel so much like a zombie. Starting to feel a flare-up coming on. Most likely stress from work and working hours and not Whole30 related.

I haven't had any slips or cheats. Not a one. So far it hasn't been that hard to stay on the plan. I even have made it through two staff meetings (always tons of food), Bagel Day, Cupcake Day and the random crap that is always hanging around any office. The ladies around here do love to bake and share.

I'm waiting for this great sleep to come that everyone talks about and feeling fresh and rested in the morning. So far, not happening. I still feel like I've been on a tequila bender every morning.

Hopefully, I start feeling better while working out.

That's all for now. Sorry for the brief post. I've been busy, busy, busy. More of a recap to come when I'm not working or making Whole30 approved meals.