YEAR ONE: THE GOAL OF EXPECTING EXCEPTIONS

Year One chronicles the trials and double-unders of a first-year CrossFitter. For more Year One posts, click here.

The Open is over (more thoughts on that soon) and I’m putting together my fitness goals. I’ve decided I want one of them to be a food goal. Why? 

"Me? Sad? Never! I also never brush my teeth and have perfect dental hygiene! Hooray!" 

"Me? Sad? Never! I also never brush my teeth and have perfect dental hygiene! Hooray!" 

  • Because how I feel daily is a huge part of why I care about fitness. Some people bounce around life and work like their guts are made of sunshine and glitter glue. That’s not me. Food, Exercise, and Sleep are critical toward a not-angry-not-sad me. I love peaks and valleys, but when it comes to my emotions, I’d prefer to be more Midwest, less New Zealand. 
  • Because bad eating means bad CrossFit. I learned this from my coach. If I’m downing two Double Quarter Pounders a day, the only double-unders I’ll be getting will be my gut doubling in size under my double-chin. No amount of burpees will prevent that from happening (I wouldn’t do them anyway). 
  • Because I like good food, but I don’t always choose good food, and I’m not sure exactly why. I think it has something to do with Obama. And aliens.

So what would be a good food goal? This is an interesting question, since for a few years now meat-veggies-fruit-nuts has been the core of our family’s diet. Breakfast usually consists of eggs, sweet potatoes, and maybe avocado. Lunch: Leftovers, or Canned Salmon with olives. Dinner: chicken soup, with some veggie combination.

Except…

Yes, that’s the trouble. Except… 

• Except when I have my “Pastor Aaron” hat on, and I’m meeting with people, and I’m grabbing dinner either with them, or on the go. I abhor restaurant salads. And I hate asking “Could I get just the chicken breast, no mayo, no... um... anything.” But oh, look. The menu has burger and fries… That looks good. Hmm… 

"I couldn't help it. There was just nothing else on the menu! What do you want me to do, starve?"

"I couldn't help it. There was just nothing else on the menu! What do you want me to do, starve?"

• Except when I’m traveling, and they just don’t make Chipotle in some places, and the only picture on this discolored menu that doesn’t look like barf on mashed potatoes is…hmm… burger and fries…

Except in social situations, and yeah they have a healthy(ish) option, but that would really go against the spirit of this thing! Can’t you smell the barbecue?! What did we come here for, Costo hummus? Here comes our host! Burger and fries!

My “room for improvement” isn’t at-home meal eating. That’s going great. My problem is the exceptions

Goal #2: Choose a healthier option two times a week. After that, do whatever you want.

It's not that I'm never going to have a burger at a party again. It's more that I'm going to try to choose better, in exceptional circumstances, at least twice a week. Just to get used to it. Just to show myself, yes, it can be done. 

I’m going to use a Seinfeld “Don’t Break the Chain” to track it. Think I can do it? 

Oh, and, sorry folks. No matter how much you expect exceptions and plan for them, if you're on the West Coast, you'll have to make an exception to the rule of exceptions. For the glorious bounty pictured above. At least once.

Oh, and, sorry folks. No matter how much you expect exceptions and plan for them, if you're on the West Coast, you'll have to make an exception to the rule of exceptions. For the glorious bounty pictured above. At least once.