Shhh... Don't Tell Coach.

Pantry clean sweep

At our Paleo-Challenge introductory meeting in January we were told to go home and clean out the pantry.  Pitch it all. My family would have freaked.


Throughout the past six months we have persevered through the challenge and beyond, but the stocked pantry remained filled with typical family food stuff.


Six months later, she's finally clean.

The gunk is gone.

The Quick Family Singers aren't thrilled, but it's not the shock it would have been in January.


Pull-Up Update for the Week Ending 6.24.11:


It's not been pretty, friends.

• During one workout that included pull ups, I needed the assistance of a fat green band and sweet Kelley Colby pushing me up to get my chin above the bar.
• During a push-press workout I hit myself in the nose with a bar.

Summary of this post in nine words or less?

Ego is in check, and the pantry is clean.

Gonna Dent My Nails

If pictures are worth 1,000 words, Maura Coleman's amazing video is worth 1,000,000,000,000 words.  Please watch this video for a taste of KC Bootcamp.  I'm at the end of the video trying to string together coherent sentences that express my love and admiration for Coach Rut's program.  There aren't words except to say that what Rut has created has changed my life and my family's eating habits and fitness.  Pretty incredible.


A few weeks ago I worked up the courage to tell Coach Rut that I was ready to test and try to move up to the advanced class.


One of his comments: "You might dent your nails."


I didn't want to tell him it is "chip."  "You might chip your nails."


The denting or chipping was neither here nor there.  I needed to work up the courage to actually take the test, and I needed to wait until I was on summer break to take the test.

--Fast forward to Tuesday, June 14, 2011.-- 

Adelle Christine, entrepreneur extraordinaire of the Paleo Palace Restaurant (menu pictured below), has been struggling to find courage to go to swim team each morning, so I asked her, "Do you want to watch Mom do something she's been really nervous about?"


You bet your sweet bippy my eight-year-old shadow was up for sitting and watching ol' mom take her fitness evaluation with Coach Rut.  Adelle finished her kids bootcamp class, we ran some errands, and then she sat and watched while I tested at 5:45 p.m. She provided water and a smile, and I passed.

--Rewind to yesterday morning, Wednesday, June 15, 2011.--

I walked into Bootcamp, signed in for the 6 a.m. Advanced Class with the sweet, smart, encouraging Lindsey Hoyer, only to find out that the name of the workout for the day was FIGHT GONE BAD.

Seriously?!?!

I almost left.  I did offer to sit and watch. You know.  Just get a feel for what FGB entailed.  Adelle would have been crushed.

Thanks to the eagle-eye, motivational coaching I have had during the past year from Kelley Colby, Sharon Prothe, and Dan Ammon, I was ready to muster the courage to do the FGB as prescribed, and I got through 219 reps.  (This is the beauty of Rut's program!)

To top it off, I didn't dent one fingernail.

Peace, love, pull-up,

jpq