Coach Kirstin

Positive affirmation.  Its what every sales/ self-help/ advancement type program preaches.  Think what you want to become, see yourself there and become it.  Its was the fundamental thing I told my students all the time.  Tell them what to do, not what not to do.  If I say don’t do it, its what your thinking of and do.  So when I picked up a bad habit in training, all I kept hearing in my head “don’t do x.”  And it wasn’t doing me a damn bit of good in stopping.  Sunday my coached mentioned this brief bit of sports psychology.  I’ve been working on it all week.  Its still there and I want to tell myself “don’t do x” but I tell myself what I want to do.  And training last night was a positive change.  With that I wanted to share a photo that a friend posted that I found fitting for this.

I would like to pretend that I don't judge people but in reality I do. Especially when you are waddling at a snails pace in front of me. I really just want to push you out of the way like a fat kid getting to the front of the lunch line. But I restrain myself and walk at your turtle speed. But what I really judge about your pace is how hard of a worker you are. Granted I haven't been in the corporate world my entire life but I see a direct correlation to the pace you walk at, to the hustle you put in your work. I have yet to see anyone meandering through an office that is a hard worker. Example: my boss. He comes through our office door like Kramer every time and he's one of the hardest working people I know. So when I push you out of the way in the hall, I just think your lazy, it's nothing personal.

I never new pedialyte could taste so fantastic. Or that Chipotle could be so amazing. Or how miserable a water cut could be. I made it very close to my goal but missed the mark. I learned a lot about how I react to calorie restriction and a water cut, which is the whole point of the practice. There are a lot of things I would do differently next time. On the scale of water consumption, I'm already high so I have to go much higher next time. Sodium is in everything. No wonder there is so much high blood pressure. After eating and drinking, I was really energized and then crashed about 2 hours later. Coffee and a croissant has never been more exciting than this morning. Fight gone bad went well. 226. Which is a solid improvement over last time so the weight cut was a success. A few more practices and I might just figure my body out. The funny thing I didn't realize is that I had just been maintaining. I was putting on enough makeup to give a little color to my face and my hair w...

I’m in the final 12 hours and oddly it feels easier than yesterday.  I’m only a pound over where I had wanted to be, considering the timing, that’s better than I thought was going to happen.  I have a pretty good headache.  I could actually care less about food right now, I’m just thirsty.  Pretty much fantasizing about the grape Pedialyte in my car.  And when I do eat, it makes a little sick to my stomach probably for lack of liquids.  I had to switch flavors of gum, got a little burnt out on bubble gum flavor and am now on watermelon.  My sense of smell is really sensitive, which is going to be fantastic when I clean out the fridge at the office later this afternoon.  Dreams are crazier than usual, which is saying something because on a good day you would think I do a lot of drugs based on my dreams (though that couldn’t be further from the truth).   I was spacey yesterday but today feels a little clea...

Its nothing personal.  I just hate you.  Not because you did anything other than be able to drink and eat.  And I cant.  And for that I hate you.  Ill be over it in about 30 hours.  Until then, don’t take it personally.  

Or so everyone says.  This is one of those things I’d rather not practice but it has to be perfect.  The weight cut.  Ive been told its even trickier for women because of the hormonal differences in our bodies.  So we practice and see how our bodies react.  I had gone through a practice cut with my then boyfriend last spring but that was only weight.  And when I got to the final 2 days, I fell apart.  Mostly because I wasn’t overly invested in my cut, just wanted to see what I could get to, but I also had to get him through the end of his cut of 6 days and 27lbs.  And there is only so much patience I have in general but when I’m not eating, it’s gone.  But I also mismanaged my nutrient intake and had to change my diet to correct my vitamin K imbalance.  I also never intended to do a water cut. But this is a full cycle and the timing couldn’t be more difficult.  There are markers to delineate succes...

I wish my diet were more balanced and I got every nutrient I needed. I actually eat pretty good, mostly in part due to the roomie making veggies for me. But it takes a lot of work to eat a diet that meets all the nutrient requirements in a given day, not to mention nutritional needs of a training schedule. And that's not me complaining, I've actually researched this a fair amount and it's based on nutritionist's and dietician's information. Not impossible but just a lot of work. And considering I put the second coat of polish on my nails after I'm in the car so it can actually have time to dry, overly difficult is not something I need to add to my life. So instead I add vitamins. And I hate them. Because they are in solid state, I feel like I have to drink a gallon of water with them. And since iron and vitamin b tend to make me yak on an empty stomach, I also have to eat with them. Such a pain in the ass. Enter gummy vitamins. Yeah I know they probably came up...

At the end of the night of training I’m always starving, that’s a given.  I know I’m thirsty, I have to be based on the amount of sweat.  But I don’t feel thirsty.  I’m craving a coke.  Damn sweet tooth.  Here lately I’ve been satisfying it by stopping at 5 Guys and having about 4 or 5 Cokes to wash down my bacon cheeseburger.  Yeah I know.  But what the craving is really masking is my thirst.  As soon as I get some chocolate milk (it’s the perfect balance of protein/ fat/ carbs recovery drink), a coconut water and a ton of water in me, the craving is gone.  And I can pass by 5 guys without trouble.  I can make it home to cook dinner with the roomie.  Based on my training, I should have been dropping weight.  But I couldn’t make it passed 5 guys. And then I ticked up to almost 149 Monday morning.  And I’m supposed to be in a practice cut to at least 135.  So ...

So I could write about the amazing steaks  and chard the roomie cooked tonight but they were completely overshadowed by my first ride on my motorcycle .  I can't even begin to describe the pure joy it was just riding around the parking garage.  So exciting that I almost forgot to put my feet down on my first trip and almost dropped the bike.  Actually I think I was jumping like a weird little leprechaun and forgot that I had to hold the bike up.  And there was a whole lot of squealing.  It was the most freeing feeling.  And I never made it out of second. So I told someone tonight that I finally rode it and his reaction "its about time, I'm surprised you held out as long as you did."  My answer: it intimidated me.  I didn't/ don't know what Im doing and some times that fear paralyzes me.  Most days I eat it up and use it to make me better.  And other days it paralyzes me.    Im frozen by my fear of failure.  Rea...