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I'm taking a recovery week off this week...and I hate it! I'm just walking, foam rolling, and stretching.

I've been going hard for about 8 months now with CrossFit, and just felt like it was needed. It's actually good to do a couple times a year, but I just love working out and look forward to my workouts so much that I don't like taking a whole week off!

I can't wait for next Monday to get back to the WODs!

So I have a new goal-to be able do the splits! I am NOT flexible at all, partly due to genetics and partly due to the fact that I never stretch! I hate it, and it's boring.


I have been better at stretching more consistently for the past few months, but I've got a LONG way to go. At least having this goal will keep me motivated to stretch!

Plus, I just like trying things that I've never been able to do. Remember, it's always good to set new goals for yourself and to try new things-it keeps you motivated by giving you something to work towards. Don't just stick to what you're good at or what you know.

Like I always say, get out of your comfort zone a little, try something new, and you'll probably be surprised at what you can do! :) And it just feels good to accomplish something that you set your mind to and worked hard to achieve.

Move out of your comfort zone. You can only grow if you are willing to feel awkward and uncomfortable when you try something new.
~Brian Tracy~

Anyways, next week we'll be leaving for New York to visit my husband's family, and I can't wait! I love traveling and having a whole week off from the "real world."


Oh, but it's going to be a test of my self control with all the good food....and I always fail! I just cannot resist or control my portion sizes when it comes to sweets and carbs. I revert back to my old habits. This will be me-ha!
I swear to you, I was the one in high school who ate my own food and then asked everyone around me for whatever they didn't want. I really don't see how I wasn't fat!
I'm telling you, my success with clean eating comes only from NOT having bad food in my sight EVER. If it's in my house, I will eat it. But that rarely happens because I don't buy junk food on a regular basis.

I know how to set myself up for success by planning ahead, making sure to always have healthy foods made for meals ahead of time, and never letting myself get too hungry-because that is when the self control goes WAY down and I am most tempted!

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