Progress and Fran

Today started off with an ominous Facebook post from SPARK about today's WOD, calling it an "old favorite". These ominous posts always freak me out because I know it's inevitable that Murph is going to show up sometime this summer and dammit, I'm not ready yet! I really want to be at my goal weight so that it's plausible that I do it fully Rx'ed - vest and all. Last time I did it (two years ago) I was Rx-no vest and I want the full deal.

Although realistically, if I put the vest on now, my weight would be less than where I started at the end of March, because I am officially over 20 pounds down. 21.4 to be exact, putting me just over halfway to my goal weight (20 pounds to go). I finally stepped on the scale this morning as a step towards ensuring I get back to being a bit stricter with my paleo. I had gotten very frustrated with weighing myself because unlike the first month of paleo, the weight wasn't pouring off. So I took a break from it, lest I become super obsessive and angry all the time. The problem with this, however, is that the longer I went without weighing myself, the more paranoid I got that I was actually gaining substantial amounts, thus making me not wanting to get back on the scale. Repeat x infinity. So, it was nice to know that my three week break from the scale didn't kill me, and I'm back on there 3 pounds lighter. I'm hoping that the great Diet Coke banishment, a stricter paleo diet (I've cheated a lot in the last while) and better sleep will help speed my loss up a bit more.

Speaking of Diet Coke banishment, this is day three. The wise internet tells me that caffeine withdrawal can last anywhere from two to nine days, so I may have less than a week to gut that out. I had a bit of a headache this morning, but not too bad (I've had worse coming off of caffeine before). Sluggishness has been my main issue so far. I was sleepy as all hell most of the day, and felt like I had to be super alert in the car this morning to make up for feeling out of sorts. I had trouble sleeping last night, which sucked. Hoping tonight's sleep is better. Last up is apathy/lethargy; I got through the WOD, and took the dog to the park, but actually having to cook dinner? Forget about it. That's why they have the pre-made meatloaf and salad in a bag at the grocery store.

Note to self: remember how much caffeine affects you (and ANYONE) before jumping back on this bandwagon again.

Finally - WOD. As mentioned, Fran reared her head today. It's been so long since I did Fran, I'm pretty sure last time I wasn't Rx'ed. I debated earlier today whether or not to Rx and decided to suck it up and go, with my goal being to come in under 10:00. The worst part was probably trying to do my pull ups on the S2 stand instead of on the pull up rig. At 5'8", I can stand flat footed on the ground and grip the bar, making it a little too short to get into my kip and cycle through pull ups (not that I can cycle that many). The nice thing was being able to easily get on and off the bar, and I actually like the coating on the S2 a ton better than the rig (I didn't need near as much chalk). Anyways, at the end of the day I came in at 8:43. Goal achieved. Next time, sub-8:00. And then, way off in the distance, the top time in our box of 3:29. Dude. Sick.