Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Getting calories no matter the food source

This past weekend I was in Avon by the Sea, NJ for the IKFF CNT level 1 course put on by Steve Cotter and Ken Blackburn. Top notch guys. We spent Saturday and Sunday outside in the sun on concrete swinging, cleaning, jerking, snatching, and squatting kettlebells. It was a great time, but all that time in the sun made this homegirl hungry!

I prepared for the weekend away by grilling and packing 3 chicken breasts, 4 apples, a couple clementines, package of beef jerky, 4 hard boiled eggs, 1 lb of cashews, and a couple Babybel cheese wheels. I figured with all this food in tow I could still eat in Zone proportions.

Eff. That.

On the drive up Saturday morning I noshed on some scones my partner in crime for the weekend brought. Didn't snack much during the breaks, but had a couple of these wraps as well as a few of my cashews.

I drank as much water as possible to stay hydrated in the heat. And damn it was hot. I didn't have anything after lunch (1pm) and went to town on the bag of cashews. Couldn't stop eating. We were meeting a few people from the cert for dinner, but the food selection and prices didn't agree with me, so I just opted for a simple salad. I was starving and almost forgot about the scones in the car. On the drive back to the hotel after being out for dinner for 2.5 hours, I had a couple scones. As soon as I got in the room I had an apple and cheese wheel, chicken, and some more cashews. I was finally starting to get the take back from E to F.

Sunday morning started with a breakfast of eggs, sausage, a little fruit, and a couple small containers of peanut butter. Pretty close to a 4 block, 3x fat breakfast I would normally have. I was better about snacking on Day 2 and grabbed a couple strips of jerky and cashews during breaks. Lunch was 4 of those little wraps and a ton of water. I had 1.5 wraps post cert. Everyone took the wraps with chicken, so I was left playing pick-a-wrap and the fish didn't agree with me.

The ride home was going to be a long haul. The wrap was enough to get me off of fumes, but I needed something else. I saw a sign for Dairy Queen on our way out of town, but didn't think to stop until my partner in crime mentioned he could go for some ice cream. Mild berating went on as I was chastised for not mentioning the DQ on the way out of town.

Lady Luck, possibly disguised as a Girl Scout, was on my side when we saw a sign directing us to a Dairy Queen at the next exit 1 mile away. Signs guided us through a couple more turns and we thought we were heading to no mans land when I saw the red sign peeking above the tree line. I swear I heard harps playing and angles singing, too. My mind was made up long ago and I went for the Tagalong Girl Scout Blizzard.

Now I was hoping to find a picture of said Blizzard, but I thought this would be more enjoyable.


And worth every 1,190 calorie.

I also had 4 scones and a lingering chicken wrap that partner in crime couldn't finish after his large shake, chili cheese hot dog, and two chicken wraps.

A very successful weekend - completing the cert and ingesting ridiculous amounts of calories from fat.

Could I have stuck with what I brought? Sure. Could I have made wiser food choices? Sure. Could it have been much worse. Of course. Am I still eating like that? Not even close. Monday morning I was back to my 16 block, 3x fat regimen. I was thinking of cutting back on the fat or going down to 14 blocks the first few days, but decided against it. I'm not looking for a 'quick fix' to get back on track, and feel the only way to do that is to get back on the same wagon.

But I tell ya.. that Blizzard was awesome!!


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