People always ask us "Why do you compete?" or "Is your end goal to compete?" Both are fair questions because I'm sure from the outside looking in we seem crazy.
Truth is, I started competing because I saw it as a great checkpoint; a way to keep myself motivated and working toward something. My end goal isn't to compete, it's to live a fit and healthy life. Powerlifting and focusing on my nutrition is what is enabling me to do that and competing is simply a by-product.
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I'd say my reasoning is much of the same, that coupled with the fact I like Yogurtland.
Like, a lot.
I've learned through powerlifting that sometimes you just need to jump in, as you are – no someday's. When Tatiana & Joe invited me into the gym I wanted to get myself 'ready' first (whatever that meant in my head at the time is probably a hilarious version of 'ready' now that I'm a lifter for realsies).
I wanted to be strong enough before coming in. I wanted to be able to not just complete the workout but crush it and prove who knows what.
I think we all do this from time to time in so many areas aside from fitness.
Things get put off until the perfect storm arrives, when we're finally at the pinnacle moment of readiness.
Welp. That place doesn't exist and the storm ain't comin.
Where you are is exactly where you are supposed to be.
Even after I did get inside gym walls and got consistent, I was just lifting to lift and sensing the somewhat open ended question I had posed for myself.
Finally my coach verbalized this for me – if I was doing all of this work, why not just compete?
Uhh, duh because I want to compete and WIN not just compete for fun [read: fun that's really not fun unless you win].
I was waiting for the storm that didn't exist.
Thank goodness for peer pressure!
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Competing is a great checkpoint because of all the things you have to do to get prepared to be at your absolute best. The main thing is your nutrition.
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I know food prepping is all the rage right now so I like to just refer to mine as 'cooking' - remember the good 'ol days?
This is a novel all on it's own so I'll skip to this week's synopsis for ya. This weekend I cooked the worlds most boring menu...for a football team. Don't ask me why, nothing was even on sale (except Chia seeds - go get those at Sprouts right now because it was kind of incredible) I just got really excited to be super strict for the week while maintaining my gainz (always with a z) during this de-load week.
I've got 18 chicken breasts (marinated in shwarma spices), 20 pounds of coconut milk sautéed kale, 72 baked sweet potatoes and a small barrel of balsamic broccoli.
And I don't even like broccoli.
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| Like really? who's eating all of this?? |
Haha okay exaggerating, kind of.
Along with lunches and dinners for the whole week I usually cook (in FitFam terms that's 'prep') some breakfast rosemary sweet potatoes to heat at work after lifting days. I pair that with eggs and a piece of protein (peppered turkey bacon usually). This is after my post-workout shake and fruit. And coffee, lots of it.
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The week leading up to the comp is extremely important if you are trying to make weight. Your weight is what determines which class you are in and ultimately who you are competing against.
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I will be competing in the 148lb weight class but live at the low end of that class (the next one down being 132lb). I won't have a problem making weight but kept this week's menu super basic to see if I can drop any pounds without all-out fasting. Variety, flavor and actual enjoyment is possible through prepping meals - it doesn't have to be as depressing as my menu above and my usual weeks are full of experiments and food I actually look forward to eating.
Tatiana touched on it earlier but powerlifting has taught me the most about health, nutrition and a healthy view on both. Sure I can deplete myself and count macros and on and on and to see how low or lean I can get but at this moment, I'm aiming for something sustainable and realistic.
It'll probably change, my goals will shift and I'll want something different but for now, living at this weight affords me strength and it affords me a life balance that I can't get from stressing over food. I want the things I'm putting in my body and food has become fuel as opposed to a gift from Satan himself.
A gift much like the ones Tatiana and I faced this afternoon at our dear friend's bridal shower.
And we won't even discuss the mimosa situation.
Fact is, it's there day in and day out and we choose our battles instead of feeling awful about every single one. We tables of those Satan gifts in front of us all day, but our goals and priorities made it a battle easy to win.
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| TB food prepping...for after weigh-ins Friday! |