Don’t tell me what to do

Recently I started wearing red lipstick. Not like, sheer red lip gloss. Like, RED. LIPSTICK.


And I feel pretty great about it. Not only does it make me feel awesome, my beloved grandma Nancy wore red lipstick all the time and it makes me feel like I’m channeling her. And she was amazing so that’s great news.

But I got mad yesterday.
And here’s why:

I’m minding my own business at the check out line at the HEB and a guy remarks to me, “a little dressed up?”
I’m looking at my outfit like, “um, no.”
He’s like, “it’s just that the lipstick you’re wearing. It’s a lot. You probably shouldn’t wear it. I don’t like it.”
Me: *flames flying out of my ears* That’s a good thing. Red doesn’t really seem like it’d be your color.

OKAY, HERE’S THE THING: if you don’t like bright red lipstick, guy, then don’t wear it.
It is absolutely not your place nor any of your business what I, or anyone else, chooses to put on their body.  I am not here for your viewing pleasure.

And then I started thinking about it. And about how many times people have told me that I should/shouldn’t do something because THEY like/don’t like it.

How many times someone has said,
“you shouldn’t wear that dress”
“you shouldn’t be blonde”
“red isn’t your color”
“don’t get too muscular”
“don’t lift too much”

And the thing is, I’m not asking for their opinion.
I’m not saying, “hey, I’m thinking about wearing red lipstick, what do you think?” I’M WEARING IT ALREADY.
This is not an invitation for your unsolicited opinion about what you prefer me to do/wear/look like.
I’m wearing it/doing it because IIIIIII like it and IIIIIIII want to.
And if I had always listened to the people who told me “you shouldn’t” or “don’t”, I’d probably never accomplish anything I wanted to.

After talking it over with Mama Nancy, I’ve decided that there’s only one good response to people who tell me, “don’t…” or “you shouldn’t…”, etc.

So the next time someone tells me “you shouldn’t wear red lipstick”,
my only response will be a big smile and then to say “or else, what?”

I’ve been doing this wrong

I haven’t been writing a ton lately.
At all, really.

It’s not that I haven’t had anything to say–I have–it’s that I haven’t felt like I have ENOUGH to say.

But that isn’t true. 
If this blog and other bloggers have taught me anything, it’s that sometimes your very little something may be exactly what someone needed to hear. 

Jake at Compete Every Day posted this yesterday on his blog and it resonated with me.

Today, this is what I have for you and hopefully, it sticks.

You are worthy.
Your voice matters.
Your best life is worth competing for.
Never let yourself be outworked.

See y’all back here tomorrow.

Where in the whole hell have you been?

January 2015 and I’m just making it to this update. My bad, yo.

Things have been happening in the last two months and it’s moving fast. I’ll try to catch up to speed as fast as I can.

-The box is doing well! We’re growing slowly and steadily, which is awesome. We’ve got a cool little family going on here and I love it so far. If you’re in the Houston area and want to come check out CrossFit 3600, I would LOVE to meet you! 

Finishing up our Bring A Friend Saturday Event. It was a blast. The next one is February 21! Don’t miss out on it.

-I also started a little second business called Pick Up The Pen. I’m a little bit of a typography nut and I’ve always loved calligraphy–especially modern calligraphy. I’ve been doing little things here and there and they’ve been winding up on Etsy for sale. I also can do custom orders, if that’s something you’re interested in!

-I am no longer seeing the guy from last year. Don’t ask questions about it, just go with it. And no, I don’t really want to talk about it. 

-I’ll be in Ohio in 18 days and I’m really excited about it! And I will definitely talk about that. 

-I’ve been losing fat! I had a ton of issues with hormones and birth control (more on that later) which resulted in health issues/weight gain. I’m about 6 weeks into some nutritional stuff that has been helping me lose fat and maintain muscle. YAY.

Resolve to…

I hate resolutions. 
It never fails that every time I make one, I promptly lose focus and think, “eh, I’ll make a new one next year.” 
A pervasive way of thinking. It would get in my head. 
Oh, you already failed your resolution, you gotta wait ’til next year. 

Somewhere along the last three years, I stopped resolving to do things differently. I started focusing on setting goals and attaining those goals. Doing whatever it took to get there as long (or as short) as it takes to get there. 

Work hard.
Do more.
Give more.
Play more.

Work harder. 

And so far, resolving not to resolve has been pretty successful. 

Go Shawty, It’s Sherbert Day

Was not my intention to take off yesterday this entire week, but it was my birthday Monday and this week was filled with all the celebrations, leaving me no room to write!

I am extremely blessed to see twenty-freakin’-seven. Which means that this here little blog has been around for just over two years and I’ve been crossfitting for almost 3 years. Where does the time go?

I am also really excited that (as my CFBFF, Steph pointed out), I am in a completely different place in my life than I was last year on my birthday. COMPLETELY. Literally and figuratively. Although last year’s birthday was awesome–I got to tour the USS Alabama AND see Pentatonix live in concert.

This year was just as wonderful. Saturday night was our first CF 3600 Christmas party (which was awesome). 

Selfies with Mama Nancy

I got to celebrate my Monday birthday on Sunday night with my parents where we got to eat an amazing dinner and I got a pecan praline cheesecake on the house. 

On my actual birthday, I got to have lunch with my best friend Brittany over at Guru, my favorite burger place in Sugarland. And their lunch special is ah-maze-ing.

For dinner, boyfriend and I went to a Brazilian steak house that was delicious and we literally stuffed ourselves. Everything from the salad bar (the pasta salad–omg) to the delicious cuts of meat, I can’t even describe.

I wish I had more photos, but honestly, I was having so much fun that I kind of forgot to take them. My bad, yo.

Next week will have a few more posts suggested by you guys and if you want to submit somethings you’d like to read about, I’d love to get some submissions! Feel free to email me eatpraywod[at]gmail[dot]com or shoot me over a message. 

Working at the Redline

About 2 years ago, I was getting ready for my first CrossFit competition ever and I was terribly nervous. I had about 30,099 questions running through my head and all of them centered around doubting my abilities. 

I had expressed some of my nervousness to some of my fellow crossfitters and, of course, they all told me not to worry; I would be fine and it would be over before I knew it.
I talked to my friend (who owns his own box), Josh, about my worries. What if I’m weaker than everyone else? What if I’m not fast enough? What if…blahhhhh blah blah?

And then he hit me with some shit I’ll never forget.
“Well, none of that really matters. It’s really not important who’s fastest or strongest. It matters about who can red line and still be functional. Who can be about to pass out and still  get in the mindset to do what the hell you have to do to finish. It’s really about if you can work at your red line or not.”

CrossFit or not, we all have gotten to our red line before. It’s that place where you feel like you can’t do one more thing. Your heart is pounding, you can’t breathe and you’re overwhelmed. It’s the “wall” in our workout where we feel like we HAVE to rest or we HAVE to go get water. It’s the place where we break down. 

Since that conversation two years ago, I’ve thought a lot about what Josh said. He was right. Competition is not about who is the best. It’s about who can hit the f*ck out of that wall and push past it. Reach your absolute breaking point and say, “I’m finished when I’m done, not when I’m tired”. It’s about who can hit that wall and not break down and let the whole plan go to shit.

In these two years, I’ve found that life is about working at your redline. There are a million times that you feel overwhelmed. Nothing is going right. You can’t breathe. And in that moment you have a choice: go batshit crazy and lose it or put your head down and push through that wall. 

Everyone’s tired. Everyone’s working. Everyone’s breathing hard, waiting for the clock to hit zero.

The difference is, when it comes down to the wire, it’s not about who can be great when they’re comfortable. It’s about who has their shit together to be great when the circumstances are against them. 

At the redline. 

#TBT "You Don’t Have To Be Great To Start"

**Because it’s Thursday, now known as international “throwback” day, I present to you a throwback to the early days of EPW. This was originally posted on December 11, 2012**

I’ve been crossfitting for about 5 months now and a lot of people have asked me what I did to lose weight or what crossfit is because they want to see if it’s “for them”. When I tell them about crossfit, the most common reaction I get is “oh, I’ll need to start working out now so I can get ready for that” or “oh no, I’m too out of shape for that”.

I’ll be the one to break this news to you:
You will never be ready to start crossfit. Ever. No matter how many miles you can run or how many pounds you can lift, you are not going to be “ready” to start. 

I’m trying to say this in the nicest, least offensive way possible: crossfit is going to knock you on your ass. And that’s why it’s so effective. If you’re an awesome runner, it’s going to throw some weights at you. If you’re an amazing weightlifter, you better get ready to do some serious running. You’re a couch potato and can’t walk 10 feet without gasping for air? That’s okay, we’ll scale the exercise down for you. If you’re awesome at both cardio and weightlifting? Well, let’s go ahead and increase the weight/reps from prescribed.

That’s the point. To make EVERYONE better as an all-around athlete.

So here it is: my top 5 reasons you should get off your butt and get in the box NOW.

5. The people kick ass.
The best part about Crossfit is the community. People show up, stay late, and show out. There is not a single gym in this country–probably the world–that has people who are so committed to seeing each other succeed in fitness and in life. Every crossfit box is really a family that cares about and supports each other. Doing a pull up unassisted? SCORE! For the team. First muscle up? AWESOME! And just try not showing up to the box for a few days. Your phone and facebook are about to be bombarded with, “Uh, Ace, haven’t seen you at the box lately. What’s going on?” This is how you know they’re good people. They’re not going to let you slip back into being a lard-ass.

4. The coaches kick ass.
Crossfit coaches are great. They’re the kind of people who are going to support you 100% and make sure that you’re always just a little outside your comfort zone. If it doesn’t challenge you, it doesn’t change you, right? Coaches are the kind of people who will help you figure out exactly what to do to be your best you–because if you’re not trying to be that, you’re kind of in the wrong place.

3. It’s almost the new year. And you don’t wanna be THAT GUY/GIRL.
We all know that gyms are PACKED in January because everyone made their “new year’s resolution” to shrink down to 2 pounds and only eat slim fasts for the next year. We get it. Don’t be that guy/girl. Don’t wait for some fake holiday to make a decision about your life. Make it now. Decide you’re gonna be a more fit person because you want to. Not because some hallmark created holiday filled with vodka-induced bad decisions told you to.

2. It’s a lot easier to get in shape when you’re not sitting your ass on the couch.
If you’re anything like me, you’re sitting on the couch reading this and thinking “Godddd, why can’t I just be fit?” Um, well, because you’re still sitting on the couch. If you’re even more like me, you’re probably also eating a pint of Rocky Road ice cream and that isn’t helping out either. 

1. Because you should stop being a baby and just do it already.
If anyone understands you, it’s me. I was TERRIFIED to go to Red Stick Crossfit. Just walking in the door seemed like a monumental achievement. And it was. That’s the hardest part. Walking in and saying, “yeah, this shit is gonna suck and I’m gonna do it everyday.” But walking in that door everyday and not being scared of what’s gonna be on the whiteboard is one of the biggest achievements I reach everyday. Does it hurt? Yes. Do I fail? Yes. Do I keep going back? Yes. Because I’m addicted. And you will be, too. 

PS: If you’re in the Baton Rouge area and want an awesome box with awesome people to train with, please feel free to check out Red Stick Crossfit on Government St. and Hearthstone. 

Update: If you’re in the Houston area and want to try out an awesome box with awesome people, TRY MINE! Come on over to CrossFit 3600 on Gessner Rd and Clay. You won’t regret it.

Let me tell you about my friend, the Drifta Lifta

Starting strength training in Baton Rouge was a lucky break for me. I didn’t know it when I started, but just being in Baton Rouge and at Red Stick CrossFit put me in touch with a lot of pretty great athletes that I might never have known otherwise.

One of those athletes is Matt Vincent, also known as the Drifta Lifta.
So who the hell is Matt, right? Like, who is this guy and why does he get a nickname like “Drifta Lifta”?

This is Matt.

Photography by Go check out his shit. Tell him I sent you.

He’s a two time Highland Games champion. Which means he gets to throw really heavy shit like, all the time. Like it’s his job. Because, well, it is.

Photo by

Matt likes to throw heavy stuff around and to do that, he has to be strong. Like, really strong. He has a love for lifting, eating, beer, and being efficient. So naturally, to tie all these things together, he started drifting. His home is in Baton Rouge (with his adorable wife), but he travels all around the world (!!!!) training with some crazy incredible people and then he documents it to share it with all of us.

What does all this mean?
He goes around and meets the best people possible to learn from them and become the best strength athlete possible. He’s getting lighter, stronger, and more efficient everyday.
In fact, he can show you better than I can tell you so take a second to check out the Drifta Lifta’s teaser trailer below:

Think that’s cool? Visit and check out the “just the tip” sections for tips on how to be a better, more explosive, more mobile athlete. To quote Matt, “I learn everything you can so that I can be better and less of a piece of shit.”

Go watch! And hang out. And follow him on facebook HERE. And then go follow him on Instagram HERE.


"The thing is…we have to break up"

**brought to you via questions from EPW readers**

Things have been hard lately.
Work’s not as steady as it always is, money’s tight, and you just moved.
The worst part? You’re now unable to find time to get to the box. Now instead of the usual 5 minute drive over, your commute is 80 minutes. You’re missing out on all of your friends and the awful workouts and the fun.

You can handle it for a couple of months. You’re like, “okay, this is the month I’m going to do better at managing my time” but after 3 months of paying your dues and only making it over there twice, you come to the realization that this isn’t going to work.

You have to break up with your gym.

Breaking up is hard to do. 
It’s hard enough to have to tell your box owners, “hey, I gotta go,” but how do you leave your friends? How do you leave this place that you call home and these people you call family? 
Eventually, you come to terms with it, right? Right. Because you have to do what you have to do and you feel like everyone will understand that. 

Unfortunately, not everyone understands that all the time. 
All of a sudden, people that you totally loved and cared about at the gym are giving you the cold shoulder. 

There are like, a million CrossFits just on the west side of Houston alone. If we had beef with everyone who went to a different box/chose to go their own fitness route…we’d literally hate EVERYONE.

No, it isn’t everyone. You have a few that still call, you still hang out, y’all do non-box-things. 

But when you catch some former box mates out, it’s like you don’t exist. Sometimes, they’re not very nice and that sucks.

What’s awesome about CrossFit is that it’s diverse. It brings a TON of different people together.
What sucks about CrossFit is that sometimes people are so diverse that you and the people you meet only have that thing in common: CrossFit at [insert box here]. So if you’re gone, you may not have anything in common to that person anymore.

Does it suck? Yes.
Is it right to let go of a relationship because you switched boxes/moved/whatever? No.
So what do you do? Fight them. Obviously.

Just kidding.
Let it go (let it goooooooooooo!)

Because, honestly, the true friends that you’ve made through your box will still be your friends. They’ll understand your situation. They’ll include you. They’ll come visit you in an entirely different state just because. Because they’re your friends and not just an acquaintance that happens to do the same stuff as you. 
Friends will text you about your new PR and ask your opinion on the new nanos no matter what box you’re at or what path you’ve taken. They will NOT ignore you, be ugly, or make snide comments–because we’re not supposed to be about that shit!

So when you see a CrossFitter out, old box mate or not, smile. Say hi. Be friendly (even if they aren’t). 
Because that’s what our community is supposed to be about: community.

Currently -ING

Two Brain Business by Chris Cooper from 3, 2, 1, GO Project. This guy’s legit. Unfortunately, I’m reading at the slowest pace I’ve ever read in my life because I have limited time to read and also because I keep marking up all my pages with highlighter and notes.

My family, both by birth and by choice. I am so happy to be home and close to my parents and closer to my siblings. I can literally have lunch with my best friend and my boyfriend on any random Wednesday, just because.

Because how can you not love faces like these…
…even if they are Packers fans. Ugh.
So close to these girls now. So happy.

To Golden Oldies radio on Pandora–right now, Come Together by The Beatles. I’m having a sing along. JOIN IN!

About all the things I absolutely must get done this week. One of which is finish a blog about breaking up with your box–I actually have it done, but I don’t feel like it’s ready to post yet. I still have some things to say.

I apologize for the outrageous handwriting. I was in a hurry this morning. And this is not even close to finished.

Myself because I ripped an entire piece of sheet metal off of an ugly ass door at the box. We had a door that was decorated like a race car and it looked insane. The black squares of the racing flag were actually vinyl, so I was going to go one-by-one and take them off…except then I got impatient. So I literally ripped the whole thing off. HULK STRENGTH! Now to strip, sand, and paint.

That it was already the weekend so we can have our box ugly sweater Christmas party! I am excited. Also that Brittany would tell me what the hell she got me for my birthday. AND that Mama Nancy will let me decorate our Christmas tree in Harry Potter theme this year.

Nothing that matches. I’m actually wearing a thermal hoodie and tank that I got this weekend from In The Box Pro Shop and navy sweatpants. And grey chucks. It’s all jewel tones, so that matches, right?!

Um, I’m a midget. Also, if you visit and use the code “puppylove” you’ll get 10% off your purchase. So do that.

A nap. And a beer (that’s okay to say, right? I mean, it’s halfway through the day).

Coffee, some extra motivation, wrapping paper, and string Christmas lights. I also need to update my blog design…which I will be attempting this week by myself. Bear with me, this could be a real shit show.

That this weekend’s competition showed me more of my weaknesses than I wanted, but I am really proud of the progress I’ve made with some of my Goats like, burpee box jumps. I definitely have areas that I want to work on, but I’m really happy with the progress I’ve made so far. And I wouldn’t go so far to say that I like burpees, but I can do them pretty efficiently now.

A little tired, but happy. Thankful for the people in my life. Proud of my 3600 athletes for taking on a new adventure and kicking ass this weekend.