2 Weeks Out: Tiny Wins
The days are racing by – I can’t believe we’re here already! My week:
Tiny Wins: I came across a quote this week that really resonated with me: “Perseverance is not a long race; it is many short races one after the other,” (Walter Elliot). Think about that for a second. Thousands of tiny wins. Every day. All collectively generating progress. Its so easy to think of prep as one long-term goal. You decide to compete so you sign up X weeks in advance and count down the days until the stage. Pretty straightforward, right? But what gets you there? What’s in-between Day 1 and “the end?” A long series of hourly choices, repeatedly and relentlessly testing your will. When I think about where I was last fall at this time, 2 weeks away from my first competition, I was just discovering the real power of these small, seemingly isolated events. Tiny temptations present themselves all day long: straying “just a little” from your food plan, half-assing just one set of lunges at the gym, skipping an opportunity to work on your posing. What may seem like an insignificant moment of decision is actually an opportunity to collect one more tiny win. And tiny win after tiny win after tiny win is a big deal. At least it is to me. Its what I hold onto in my mind, what keeps me pushing when I don’t want to push anymore. Its what keeps me laser-focused every day, doing all the not-so-normal things that competitors do. And its honestly what keeps me sane when the big picture is just, well, too big. Focus on today, the tiny win at hand. If I do that every day, I can’t go wrong. And with one season already under my belt, I know firsthand the euphoria and gratification that comes with knowing nothing was left on the table.
Prep in a Baggy: Last night (yep, a hoppin’ Saturday night), I methodically cooked, measured and organized all of my food for the week into color-coded Ziploc bags. For real. 3 hours & 42 baggies later, my week in calories sprawled over my counter top. It’s a strange moment when you have THAT much food in front of you, realizing that’s how much you eat in a week. ALL of it. It makes me feel a surreal mix of: 1) I’m undeniably thankful for the blessing to have a belly full of nutritious food all day, everyday; 2) what a stark misconception I had about about contest prep
“diet” before I actually tried this sport for myself! Anywho, back to the baggies. While meal prepping is part of my weekly routine, this week is different. I’m traveling on business, and with only 2 weeks between me and the stage, I refuse to let this trip derail 6 months of butt-busting work. Seriously, no freaking excuses. Its inconvenient, time-consuming and a bit daunting to prepare and literally hand-carry all of my food with me across the country but I’m doing it anyway. Just another example of the concept of “tiny wins”. The aggregate sum of all my choices is what will make all the difference, whether it be hauling 42 baggies through an airport or hitting the gym at 5am before my first meetings start this week. Am I crazy? Maybe? Obsessive? Eh, mildly 🙂 But am I determined to knock every single sock off in that audience, no matter what it takes? You better freaking believe it! No socks allowed!
Peanut Butter Self Control: Have you ever tried to eat just one tablespoon of peanut butter? No, not a scoop. Not a spoonful. I mean 1 precise, scientifically measured tablespoon? Like, level it off with a butter knife, wipe the sides of the measuring spoon with your finger but don’t you dare lick off the excess! Self control to the maximum, baby.
I suppose this “2 weeks out” title isn’t the best representation of our “sitch” because we’re actually 12 DAYS OUT!!! Woohoo! Be great this week!