March 27, 2017
Perhaps I should add better sleep into my plan for the Spartan Ultra Beast training. My FitBit said that I nailed 4 hours and 3 minutes. Snitch.
I trained my client at 6:45 this morning, whisked my son off to school and came back home to make a decent size portion. My caloric intake was under 1600 calories yesterday. For a typical person, this isn't bad at all but my insane regimen will not hear for such fuckery. One of these days, I'll blog about my terrible experience with under eating while training and stressed. Knowing me, this will probably happen this week!
Well, if you're interested, here's my workout below:
I managed to drench through both sides of my shirt today, including my sports bra. This is something that only happens when I run half marathons in the heat or anything beyond a marathon. Felt gross as fuck but great to see the hard work that I put in. The workout took a bit over a hour and a half excluding the run. Something tells me that my Fitbit is either going to love or hate the fuck out of me. Managed to nail 18,000 steps before 3pm and I felt desperate to get food into my system.
Here's my food and face for the day:
I know that I'll adapt to this training after a week or two but I could use a few batteries to recharge myself. A part of me is considering a protein shake in the morning or creating some sort of power smoothie to get the calories needed. As long as I take a multivitamin, I don't feel too terrible about not hitting the calorie goal. I just don't want to revisit that one time in April. Yesterday, I was a few cookies under 2200 calories, which put me 700 calories away from my food goal. Check out my entry here on MyFitnessPal.
Revising the regimen is truly me feel like a rookie. I haven't figured out if that's a bad thing. From what I read on the Internet about the Spartan Races, I should learn my strengths and weaknesses and work hard to improve those weak points. I know that if my mind shuts down, I'm screwed way before my body ever decides to quit on me. Some time this week, I'll be constructing a list of items needed for the Spartan Ultra Beast.
Cheers to crashing to sleep on the sofa because the workouts are kicking your ass.
March 26, 2017
Last night, I was fucking exhausted. It's nobody's fault but my own. I seriously procrastinated the hell out of doing this workout, as I really woke up knowing that I had changed up my rest days. Having only 35 days to clean up your regimen and food habits for a murderous adventure makes you nervous as fuck.
So, here's the plan:
Running - 4 to 5 days a week with 2 easy runs under 5 miles, 1 tempo and/or speed drills and 1 long run over 10 miles
Calisthenics/Strength Training - 4 to 5 days a week, minimum of 1 hour. It is a healthy mixture of intermediate to advanced workouts.
Other Workouts: 30 minutes - 1 hour on the stair climber, 3 times a week.
Food - Intake around 2400 - 3000 calories on workout days; 1600 on off days; drastic reduction on junk food, no alcohol except two light beers or maybe a glass of wine a week. Increase vegetables intake. Make better carbohydrate choices. High intake of protein and I'll be using MyFitnessPal to keep track of my food.
- Incorporate more yoga and try to do more dynamic stretching.
- Keeping my mental in check. Yes, avoiding to catch a murder charge is ACTUALLY on my list.
Another blog section? Really Toya?
Yup. Another blog section. I try to contain my insanity into tight spaces. A few of my closest friends and family members said that I'm pretty good at compartmentalizing shit so why not for this ludicrous journey that I'm about to embark in 36 days.
Last year, my friend Bracha talked me into trying out the Spartan races. Why? Because she's fucking crazy too and super inspiring. Sometimes, I don't think she knows how much I thank her for entertaining and seeing my crazy as a great thing. Most people tried talking me out of most things until they see me do it and then, they pretend to have supported me all along. Lying fuckers. I still love them because I know that most times, it's coming from a place of concern. Too bad I took the term YOLO to an astronomical level.
Latoya Shauntay Snell
A blog about a freelance photographer and culinarian who's life depended on a lifestyle adjustment. She is a runner, yogi, cyclist, obstacle course racer newbie and pole dancing enthusiast. Latoya Shauntay is a mother to one, friend and family member to many and loves to talk about life. She has been featured on several platforms including Buzzfeed & Self Magazine for her inspiring fitness endeavors.
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