At the end of last year, I had given up hope on healing my body. I felt like I had done everything right – I eat a clean diet, minimal sugar, followed a leaky gut protocol for 30-days, reduced my workouts, and had significantly reduced my stress. But my face remained the same and it seemed other things were starting to pop-up — dry skin around my hairline and muscle fatigue in my shoulder which can be bad at times. I had researched a low-sulfur diet, but honestly it was so restrictive I was hesitant to implement it – okay I don’t want to. I basically told myself, screw it until the renovation is done because at the end of the day, I think it is the culprit for most of my issues. Full disclosure – I don’t clean often and with the reno it is ALWAYS dirty that I don’t see the point.
Day 7 of no sugar, gluten, dairy, or alcohol. Eating healthy doesn’t mean you can’t have delicious and tasty food!
Only 1 day of slip ups which for the most part were out of our hands…look I know we could’ve CHOSEN to not have alcohol or dessert, no one was MAKING us consume these things. But stressing out about our food choices will not benefit our bodies either. So yes, we had beer (Zach) and champagne (me) and ate desserts (shared mini desserts and didn’t Repeat the same one). The food at the wedding was amazing and I’m sure there was sugar and hydrogenated fats in there, but I didn’t stress about it. We did make the conscious effort to not eat bread at dinner and didn’t stuff ourselves. So I’ll take that as a win while dining out.
Starting today, for the rest of the month – NO GLUTEN, SUGAR or DAIRY! My snacking has gotten out of control the last few weeks, the worst part is that I’m not even hungry! I’m just eating because I need a mental break and do something else.
With all the stress I have in my life, the last thing I thought I was effecting was my digestion. Hell, for the past few years I’ve completely shifted what I ate and how I thought about food. I thought I was doing a pretty damn good job of eating the right foods to provide my body the fuel I needed to perform optimally. Enter NTA and a wrench in my daily grind…I have come to the realization that over at least the past 2 years I have been “thriving” off of cortisol and epinephrine (adrenaline).
Adrenal Fatigue – Part 3
I have been doing CrossFit for 4.5 years with varying degrees of dedication. I would consider myself one of the “weaker” females in my gym. My 1-rep max deadlift hovers around 155# (that is this year) and has seen little improvement. The weak deadlifts have always been blamed on my running habits – quad dominant and weaker hamstrings; oh and my inability to activate my glutes. Well in April this chick hit a 200# sumo deadlift. SAY WHAT?! My body felt great that day, there was no “knot” above my right glute and that damn bar went up when I lifted it.
Adrenal Fatigue – Part 2
Adrenal fatigue does not appear overnight. There are subtle things that can fester over the years. There can also be one event that will throw your adrenals over that threshold into fatigue.
Adrenal Fatigue – Part 1
I’m 1 week out from the Island Man Triathlon today. Last night I had planned to do a bike and run today, since it would be only my 2nd time this training cycle to test that out. I know, I am probably screwed next week. Oh and obviously I haven’t swam in 2 weeks, AHHHHHHHH.
Anyway, I went out with the intention of biking for an hour. I got back just under that and covered 15.1 miles. The bike ride was a relatively easy-paced, I didn’t kill myself knowing that I needed to be in top-notch shape next Saturday. Got back to my car and got ready for the run – there is absolutely no urgency in my transitions, which will probably put me dead last with all my friends next week. 9:30 minutes passed and I headed back on the trail for a 2-mile run. Now this is what DOES NOT MAKE SENSE to me – 1st mile was 7:57 (WHAT?!) & 2nd mile was 8:05! How is it possible that my miles after a bike ride are faster than if I had just gone out for a 2-mile run?! Okay, I know I don’t push myself on most runs, but I felt like I was a 200# person running today – my legs felt so heavy and my quads were screaming! Other than making myself run, I was not pushing myself to hit a certain mile-pace. So what the hell is going on?!