Wednesday, March 5, 2014
The Foot as Way of Life
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Setting Goals...No, Wait..PRACTICING Goals & F*#^(ing Them Up! Intentionally!
I don't.
I always find that if I have a start date, especially if it's January 1st, I tend to make a lot of mistakes & flub it up for a while, then drop the goal because I couldn't get it right.
So, I figured out a way to knock that shizza off:
#1. I get to the root of WHY I want this goal. Superficial reasons are totally ok.
#2. I'll create a start date & a goal in mind. Then, several weeks before (or days, if I only have a few days), I practice doing the goal.
#3. Respect & own that I will do this goal imperfectly for a while before I create small habits that can be sustained over a long period of time: habits created slowly, without criticizing, & with the intent of being imperfect--imperfectly me!
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This realization of imperfect goal setting came about from trying to quit smoking. I smoked for over 3 years (maybe it was longer, I'm not sure because it's not a notable piece of my history I feel compelled to keep detailed notes on). I tried quitting so many times. I would have terrible anxiety attacks related from it, my breathing was painful, & felt so dried out (eyes, nose, mouth, skin).
Despite the health factor, it was superficial reasons that brought me to quit. I don't want to laugh like a 90-year-old man, because I'm not a 90-year-old man. Also, the only lines I want around my eyes & mouth are laugh lines. Screw that, JOY LINES.
I quit so many times, I can't even keep track. Hell, I didn't keep track. Failing was embarassing, but I noticed, by practicing quitting smoking (my grammar nerds are probably pissed at my use of gerunds--sorry friends!) developed a greater ability to hold a quit for longer periods of time. One day, it simply wasn't an issue anymore. It took quitting, failing, quitting, failing, then quitting again with no expectations of how perfect I would be to finally quit. Plus, the inner critic jumped off a bridge because I wasn't hearing it! My imperfect practice of practicing enabled me to continue on practicing, practicing, practicing. Goodbye, Marlboros & American Spirits! Hello, liberated bright-eyed pink-faced lungs!
Oh, & one thing I did keep notes on: I've been ciggie-free since 2005. Own!
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Much much more recently, I decided to begin a vegetarian diet (look at my bio, I've been thinking about it for a long time...speaking of bios I'm going to update that soon). There were several hundred reasons but the most genuine reasons are #1. to activate on a higher vibration (that's Zo-speak for "feel better all spiritually, mentally, physically, emotionally") & #2. there is no such thing as a humane way to slaughter an innocent being. WAIT! Don't run away! I'm not here to preach on #2 (yet, tee hee), but I am being honest about my reasons.
So, I knew it was something I had to do to be my most authentic self. But, I set no expectations. I said to myself,
"Self, I am going to fuck this up so many times because I really want to do this right. I'm scared shitless of screwing up because I have a habit of wanting to be perfect. But I am going to do this imperfectly; & if I do it imperfectly, I will feel good about having met my goal of being an imperfect vegetarian. And one day, it'll be seamless & perfect & I won't even have to think about getting it right, because it simply will be." Yes, I really said that. Self-speak is CRUCIAL because we all fight that self-speak-critic who tells us we're not smart/fit/pretty/funny/busty/etc. enough.
Two weeks after going green, I ate meat on 2 different occasions. Now, it's been almost two full months of eating a plant-based meal (I refuse to count the first few weeks of the new year because that is SO cliche) & I have ZERO desire to go back to meat. (My new heroes over at www.Veganproteins.com have delicious products to get more than enough protein & B-12 & zinc, all of which are soy-free & gluten-free! Boo & hiss to soy!) Also, can I just say, I feel AMAZING?! Plus, my skin is super dewy & glowy; I've even stopped wearing foundation. High-vibing, friends! That's what happens when you are being & loving your most authentic self.
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So where are you at on your goals--are you feeling frustrated? Check in with them & with your self-speak. It may help to loosen your grip just enough & strangely set the bar a little low. Be gracious to yourself, like you would be to a friend who's fed up with her/his imperfections. Be beautifully imperfect right now; intentionally imperfect & imperfectly practicing.
Remember, you'll get it imperfect every single time, until you don't.
Namaste.
Monday, February 17, 2014
Life is crazy!!
I know all of the women behind M,M&M are constantly working on their bodies. Some of us do yoga, others work their ass off instructing spin and the rest of us are avid CrossFitters that seem to find little time for anything else but WOD's and getting the next PR!
If you are anything like any one of my amazing friends, you are dedicated to living a healthy lifestyle, putting nourishing food and thought into your body and obtaining security within yourself in a very insecure world.
I came across this video today of what REAL women would look like if they were photographed and photoshopped like cover girls. It's amazing to see how their perspectives changed on their true beauty and individuality.
I know that every imperfection is what makes me unique; the freckles that I've had since childhood and every wrinkle that I've developed over the years from laughing and living life! After watching this video, I hope that you also find a new found love for the skin that you are in!
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
As promised a cold weather recipe that was Delish. Creamy Asparagus Soup
Creamy Asparagus Soup
2 tablespoons of coconut or olive oil
1/4 cup of chopped shallots
1 pound of asparagus steamed (I used a package of frozen asparagus and sautéed them until tender)
Black pepper to taste
2 cups of chicken stock
I cup of full fat coconut milk (I used one can)
Easy directions:
Heat oil in a large sauce pan. Sauté the shallots for 5 minutes or until tender. Place the shallots and the steamed asparagus in a blender or food processor and puree until smooth. Season with black pepper.
Transfer the asparagus puree back to the sauce pan. Add the remaining ingredients and heat to a simmer. Simmer for 20 minutes and serve.
Serves 4
I loved this soup, but I also love asparagus. I'm sure the soup would also be fantastic using broccoli or cauliflower instead of asparagus.....Ohhh loaded cauliflower soup with bacon and green onions sounds fantastic. I will come up with a recipe for that soon!
Monday, November 11, 2013
Veterans Day
Since Monday was Veterans Day, it was a guarantee that there would be a Hero WOD. 'MURPH' named in memory of Navy Lt. Michael Murphy was the challenge that I faced for the day and it was a big one.
The WOD:
1 mile Run
100 Pull-ups
200 Push-ups
300 Squats
1 mile Run
Since I am still somewhat of a beginner, my coach allowed me to scale back:
1 mile Run
50 Pull-ups
100 Push-ups
200 Squats
1 mile Run
My time for 'MURPH' was 43:51 and the entire time I was WODing, all I could think of was who I was WODing for and what he had sacrificed to be recognized as a HERO. I am thankful every day for what our military does to protect our freedom and will support all that put their life at risk for our safety.
Every time there is a HERO WOD, I will do my best to not complain and put forth the best effort that I can. And afterwords, I will research their story and put a face to a name as it is that much more meaningful to know who was lost.
United States Navy (SEAL)
May 7, 1976 - June 28, 2005
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| Navy Lt. Michael Murphy |
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Awakening: Do What You Love
Thursday, October 31, 2013
CrossFit, Yoga and Mud Runs - Oh MY!
Monday, October 28, 2013
PUMPKIN!
That SOMETHING lately has been pumpkin and lots of it. I'm in search of the perfect Paleo Pumpkin muffin/bread and have subjected my friends to be my
The first one I tried was Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Muffins from PaleOMG These turned out pretty good but I'm not a huge fan of pumpkin and chocolate together. I was hoping for something very pumpkin-y and these didn't quite hit the spot
I tried these again without the chocolate chips and I think they taste much better, however still not enough pumpkin.
The second recipe that I tried was Pumpkin Spice Bread from The Barefoot Cook. These had a lot more pumpkin in them but the spices were overwhelming. The lingering taste was Allspice and it masked the flavor of the pumpkin. I plan to modify the recipe so that it has less spice and more pumpkin.
Do you have a favorite Paleo treat? If so send me your recipes and I will test them out!

- 1 1/4 cup blanched almond flour
- ¼ teaspoon sea salt
- ½ teaspoon baking soda
- 1 tablespoon cinnamon
- 1 teaspoon nutmeg
- 1/2 teaspoon cloves
- 1/2 teaspoon ginger
- 1/4 teaspoon allspice
- 3/4 cup roasted pumpkin
- 3 eggs
- 3 tablespoons raw honey
- 2 teaspoons Vanilla extract
- Mix dry ingredients and spices together in medium-large sized bowl.
- Mix wet together in smaller bowl.
- Stir wet ingredients into dry and mix together until smooth.
- Pour batter into muffin tins
- Bake in 350 degrees oven for approximately 22 minutes.
- Remove from pans and cool on rack
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
10 (Mostly Selfish) Reasons to Do Yoga
2. Because it feels like drugs, but costs less and lasts longer.
3. Have you seen how your ass looks in those pants? Yum!
4. Because not everyone *is* a good dancer, but on the mat you feel like a good dancer.
5. Because even chanting is an ab workout. (Try it. Aim for at least 5 minutes right now.)
6. Because every twist and inversion is one step closer to the most incredible, cleansing bowel movement ever. (You'll thank me/your yoga teacher later. Trust me.)
7. Because it is the most kindest and forgiving and eye-opening experience. Every time you engage in yoga, on or off the mat, you are humbled and enriched.
8. Because your favorite pose is your best friend and your most hated pose is your best teacher.
9. Because post-yoga sex is incredibly delicious. All that oxygen to the cells and blood rushing healthily to the happy points... O!
10. Because yoga is for everyone, but not all yoga is for every body. Find a style that suits you best. And don't be surprised if and when that changes, because yoga understands the dynamic and ever-changing body; cancer, pre-natal, arthritic, sedentary, nervous disordered, fit and healthy...it really is for everyone!
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
No, I'm Not Young Yet & I May Not Change My Mind.
"I don't want to have my own kids."
"Ever!?" He looked lost and sad, like I had told him that world was indeed flat which, guessing by his reaction, was pretty much what I did.
"Yeah. I'll adopt someday, but I just don't want to carry."
"Really?" Same expression.
Another co-worker chimed in. "You'll change your mind."
"Yeah, you're young yet."
This conversation has happened MANY times and by every side of the binary: friends/coworkers/family, male/female, young/old, married/single. Often (and unfortunately), this takes place after I share that I have step-kids. "Don't you want to have kids of your own?" Ugh. This question is problematic as it suggests: 1. My step-kids are mere fixtures or hurdles in my life, and 2. My being a step-mom is a fixture in their life.
I love my step-kids as if they were my own. Do I wish I could have do-over moments? Well, duh, what parent doesn't? But to suggest that our alternative family should need a do-over, a (their words) "real" kid, to address that is incredibly insulting. Or that their love for me is somehow lesser because my genetic make-up is different than theirs. Family is what you pour into it, what you share, and what you take. Our bloodlines may be different, but it's all warm and red (or blue if it's not yet oxygenated) so it's not that different, is it?
Similarly, is the idea of adoption. I just haven't had the intentional desire to carry a baby. I certainly have had urges, but those urges left as quickly as they came. Someone tried to explain that that urge was actually the voice of God. Hmm, well if I indulged
I'm not sure why this is a point of contention. It seems unthinkable to some. I've been accused of being immature or selfish or a femi-Nazi. My being those things might be true, but this decision is not its result. I have the ability to choose and my choice is solely my own based on my thoughts, perceptions and intentional desires for my life.
I've used that term "intentional desire" twice now, and I want to expand a little on that thought. There are desires (fleeting indulgences) and then there are intentional desires: pleasurable, yearned for pursuits which may flitter or flicker but whose flame never die out. Serious, hardcore intentional desires of mine have included: getting a B.A., getting a Masters, creation and publication of my art and others' art, falling (and staying) in love with my life partner, getting a PhD, and having children. And I can say that I have seen through to completion all but one of my intentional desires--still no PhD. As you can see, I count stepchildren as equivalent to adoption as equivalent to pushing a baby out of my vagina and keeping it.
The issue of birthing, raising, and having children is as personal as politics and religion. That doesn't mean it can't be discussed and ideas can't be shared, but please do not presume to know what makes for a "real" family or that my age or personality somehow weighs into this. No, it is not a waste of my eggs nor is it an abomination to my gender/biological makeup and no, no, no! Your story of your cousin who said she didn't want to have kids of her own then ended up with four will not be my story nor change my mind. It is simply that: her story.
My choice isn't as strange as it seems, but even if it does seem strange to you, I'm happy to discuss it--just mind your manners, and check your catch-phrases (along with any scriptures, pamphlets, and soapbox testimonies) at the door.
Monday, September 30, 2013
PALEO Challenge!
My first thought was holy shit 60 days?!?, but then thinking about it a bit, I realized that I am about 52 days away from my Cancun vacation, so a 60 challenge will get my butt ready for the beach and a bikini!
So here are the details:
- Cost: $100 $85 for 2 dunks, remaining $15 goes into the "Paleo Pot".
- When: October10th- Dec 9th (60 Days)
- Details: Fitness Wave will be coming out to our box and dunking us before and after. Winner will be determined based on the following 3 criteria:
- body fat percentage
- PR percentage increase on 4 lifts. (Front Squat, Dead Lift, Cleans, Snatch)
- Before and after pics
- Winner takes all. There's a minimum of 20 so that's at least $300 for the winner
I'm really excited to do the dunk as I talked about Fitness Wave in a previous post about Weight being just a number. I will get to find out how much of my weight is fat and muscle!
I have meal plans figured out already thanks to eMeals (amazing recipes and weekly grocery lists) and my amazing coach Michelle will push me and keep me on track at the box!
This is exactly what I need to kick my butt in gear! I will be posting often to keep you all updated and to share my recipes!
Do any of our AMAZING followers have any tips or tricks to keep me motivated and on track for this challenge? PLEASE SHARE!!!
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
"Authenticity" or "The Retraction Post" or "Part 2: Goal Setting & Re-Assessing & Wide Open Spaces"
I came *this* close to signing up for Yoga Teacher Training….
And I did.
Here’s what happened:
I had focused too much on the teaching aspect. That is, the stand in front of the room and present my truth so everyone can get to their truth and ultimately the Truth. This isn’t necessarily bad, but my hard-wired fear-based loop-feed refused to quit and it spun me into circles of not being bendy enough, not knowing enough, not devouring enough, and worse yet…not being authentic enough.
My fear of not being authentic has driven much of my action since I was a small child. It is the reason that I avoided calling myself a Poet until more recent years. ( I claim that title with honor and great privilege now.)
If you ask a person what it is (s)he does, (s)he will often reply with what (s)he does as a job/career. I do not make a sustainable income as a Poet, Editor, Freelance Writer, nor a would-be Yogi (see how I still trip up over the language here?). Because my job history averages 8-9 hour days administrating it in one form or another, I had long-held the similar habit of answering, “I’m a Legal Administrator" or "I’m an Administrative Assistant.” Never have I once answered, “I’m a multi-passionate human being simply be-ing.”
What would happen if I said that? Would it make her/him uncomfortable? Wouldn’t their response be, “Well yes but what do you do for a living?” Isn’t simply be-ing what we do for a living? No one ever asks a cat what it does; it is simply a cat.
Money drives our culture and society; easily arguable, the world over. There is no escaping the need for it as we’ve collectively agreed to impress on it a value that moves and drives each of us in specific ways, good or bad. But why should my be-ing root from my method of currency?
THAT feels inauthentic to me.
And having finally recognized where I feel most inauthentic, where I struggle feeling ok with my be-ing as equivocal to my income, is where I can finally interrupt that fear-based loop-feed with honesty and even brand new reason to fear, and say,” Fuck fear.” Fuck it, because it won’t go away until you’ve seen it through to its end. Fuck it (literally), because once you’ve intimately and sexually known someone isn’t it more relaxing and fun the next time around? And Fuck it, because there will always be something uncomfortable and scary.
Again, my authenticity is in my be-ing, not in my do-ing because so long as I am be-ing with intention and conscientiousness, then I cannot help but do.
And that is why I signed up for Yoga Teacher Training through Big Bear Yoga. And I am still in pursuit of working under Sri Siri Dharma Galliano, my Kundalini teacher. And, if you remember from my last post, I can already feel the wide open spaces of the universe stretching themselves for me as I am stretching myself for Universe. See, I am already be-ing, thus I am already do-ing. I'll leave it to you to figure out what that “really” means. If you want.
Sunday, September 22, 2013
I'm back & I bring you cookies!
Thursday, September 12, 2013
CHANGING Lives!
My local box offered a six week "Jump Start" program. This seemed like the perfect opportunity for me to get my feet wet. I was a little hesitant to start Crossfit because everyone I know who does it is super athletic and in terrific shape; this is not me! So, this "Jump Start" program is just that, a jump start to fitness. It's also women only, which I think was better for me, personally, as a starting point. This program offers a limited class size, as well, so there is a lot of personal attention.
This blog post is long overdue because I am actually heading in to my last week of the program! But, I am happy to announce that I am officially addicted. I will be switching over to normal Crossfit classes very soon. Our current class is much like regular Crossfit classes, with one exception; there is probably more instruction in the beginning. Other than that, we end up doing the same WODs (workout of the day) the other classes are doing.
We have an AH-mazing coach, Katie, who has been so wonderful for me. She knows we are stronger than we think and she makes us see just that. She's always smiling, always positive and is always believing in us. She relates to us: "When I first started, I had the same problem" or "mine didn't bend that way either at first". This has made such a difference in my journey thus far. I was sad to learn that she will be leaving us shortly. Her hubby's job is causing them to move. I will miss her and all she has done for me (and the other girls) but I am forever greatful!
Crossfit is the PERFECT atmosphere for me. There is so much motivation, mass amounts of comradery, and plenty of competition. They tell us it's not a competition, but I am a very competitive person so I am going to make make everything into a competition! Just for personal motivation, of course.
I've met some amazing people and have pushed myself further than I ever thought I could go. I greatly look forward to the things I will accomplish and the barriers I will obliterate.
See you at the Box!!
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Goal-Setting & Reassessing & Wide Open Spaces
But I didn't.
Let me back up. I have always felt it in me to teach, but what that setting looks like (and what the subject matter might be) often eludes me. My MFA in Poetry allows me to teach at the collegiate level, but I'm disillusioned by the adjunct process (I won't go into that long story now).
Enter the realization that a very excellent yoga certification school is right around the corner from me. Yoga + teaching? Could it be?
I was on the list ready to go. I felt the pull and voice of something else saying, Do this. It is right.
Except something happened.
Nothing.
Literally, nothing happened.
My schedule changed and my practice fell short for over 3 weeks. Life happens and things I'd rather not be doing monopolized the time I'd rather spend doing that which I love. Guilt wears heavy on my shoulders; I'd argue heavier than most since I wear all my tension in my head, neck, and shoulders. And it was all there, weighing heavy in all the tight tense spots on my body.
But this was the best thing that could happen to me.
I have never wanted to be a teacher of something I wasn't LIVING. I can't simply instruct and go through motions. I have always worn my emotion-full (not to be confused with emotional) throbbing heart on my tattoo sleeves. So to begin to teach something I wasn't breathing seemed fraudulent.
Remember that one teacher or that one friend who just GLOWED when they talked about history/cars/physics/Kerouac/opera/____enter subject here____? That is a real Teacher. Anyone can stand in front of a room/studio and spout form and rule and concept, but we learn best from those who live it best.
This little break with Yoga was the best thing that could happen to me.
I realized: I'm not ready to learn to teach others when I wasn't encouraging teaching in myself.
I remembered: My first and richest goals have always been to deepen my own practice and understand Yoga as it truly is--a full immersion of yoking & union, not just the postures on the mat.
And like a serendipitous Angel, there she stood. Sri Siri Dharma Galliano.
Well, she stood as a name on a list of possible classes to take at the Big Bear Yoga Festival. And the class? Kundalini Yoga.
I almost cried. A class that held no reservation about incorporating all the limbs of Yoga and not just the mainstream (P.C. or "safe") ones.
I took the class, and I felt real and raw. I was me, tremors and weak atrophied muscles and head noise and bright spirit and emotion-full heart. And I was me, a little awestruck to find out she lives about 5 minutes from me, and would be willing to take me on as a student. A door blown wide open.
That was over a week ago and we have met once since then, sharing ideas on how to work together and what we could bring to the table for each other, then letting it stew in the mind to later cement details. How wonderful and realistic.
At the Big Bear Yoga Festival, I rededicated myself to those goals of deepening my own practice in the way I want it to be, not the way a Gaiam video suggests. That, coupled with moving my body as a vessel of service for the Festival itself, really lent itself to opening up those doors that I might have otherwise been afraid to open. I tend to shy away from chatting up with teachers after class, but here I was meeting so many wonderful people including two different shaman (one who worked on releasing kundalini on me with no expectation in return and the other a local who would like to meet for tea and discuss writing!). (Btw, what is the plural of shaman!? Shamans? Shamens?)
Something in the re-dedication process, the acceptance of the body's tightness, moving towards servitude, and the flexibility of decision created all this space inside so fear was third rate to reality and possibility. I sometimes meditate on images of how I desire my body-heart to feel: a large rambling farm or expansive beach with nothing but sound and sky and smell and SPACE. If you've ever felt that space you know what I'm talking about: it comes after meditation, a deep massage, a good run, an orgasm felt on the cellular level.
And there it is, the reassessment: To deepen the practice and create wide open space in myself and around myself. And as other students seek out and explore those spaces, we will inevitably meet and teach each other.
Funny how avoidance can be a beautiful Teacher, too, eh?
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
OMG its a Tuesday Blog....and its a Yummy One
Monday, September 2, 2013
Weight is just a number!!!
Now lets dissect this a little more and compare fat to muscle. Although one pound of muscle and one pound of fat weigh exactly the same, one pound of fat takes up more space in your body. So when you get disappointed over only losing ONE POUND, think of how significant that ONE POUND is.
As you work out, you may not be losing weight. Don't judge your success by the number on a scale, but by how much fat you are losing compared to how much muscle mass you have gained.
If you want to know your actual percentage of fat compared to muscle and want a more accurate method than calculating your BMI, you can have a Hydrostatic Underwater Weighing done that will give you the precise number you are looking for. There are many companies that provide this service all over the country and some even have mobile testing labs that will come to your gym if enough people sign up. If you are interested in this service Fitness Wave provides this service for under $60 in the Orange County, CA area.
So when you look at the scale tomorrow morning and you've only lost one pound, CELEBRATE!!!
Monday, August 26, 2013
PR Week at my box!!!
At my box, they have a PR bell that you ring whenever you do something exceptional. Every time I lift anything, it is usually a PR as I've never really lifted heavy weight before in my life. However, the bell will be ringing nonstop this week as my fellow CrossFitter's will be working on their goals and setting a higher standard for themselves.
What are your PR's?? Share with us you most memorable lift, the way it made you feel, the dance you did when you accomplished your amazing feat.
I share with you this video of my amazing coach Michelle Mascoto snatching 140#. In 13 seconds, you can see the utter delight of her accomplishment as well as her dedication to working on her own PR's that will encourage those that she coaches! She is a huge inspiration in my life and love the hard work that she puts into coaching and improving those around her!
Thursday, August 22, 2013
Drool Inducing, Crock-pot Pulled Pork
So my Crossfit coach, Katie, was telling a couple of us about an easy crock-pot recipe that only consisted of two ingredients: pork roast and bacon. Wrapping pork in more pork??? Yes please!
I love pork! I grew up not caring for it so much. Looking back, it was because the only way I had ever experienced pork was smothered in Shake-n-Bake, baked to oblivion and then dipped in ketchup. It was like chewing on a shoe, dipped in ketchup. Just thinking about it makes me throw up a little in my mouth. I had never tasted the deliciousness that is a pork loin roast.
Since making this discovery, I have made many a pork roast in my crock-pot. Today was no exception. I took the recipe my coach told me about, combined it with the seasoning from another recipe, added a twist of my own and it came out AH-Mazing! I will write the recipe just as I made it, but you could most definitely half it if you want less pork or have a small crock-pot. Here goes:
Crock-Pot Pulled Pork
Ingredients:
4lbs Pork Roast (I happened to use pork butt, but shoulder or loin would work beautifully)
Bacon (as much as you'd like)
3 Tbsp Spice Rub (see recipe below)
1 20oz Can of Crushed Pineapple
Spice Rub** Recipe:
1 Tbsp Paprika (I used sweet, the recipe called for smoked, you can use whatever you have)
1 Tbsp Sea Salt
1 Tbsp Crushed Chipotle Pepper
1 Tbsp Onion Powder
1/2 Tbsp Cinnamon
1/2 Tbsp Pepper (I used white, original recipe calls for black)
Combine all spices and mix thoroughly.
Pulled Pork Directions:
1. Either spray your crock-pot well with non-stick spray or line with one of those fancy crock-pot liners (I've never used one but I hear they work wonders).
2. Cover the bottom of crock-pot with a layer of bacon. Sprinkle one side of roast with 1 1/2 tablespoons of spice mix (or to taste), lightly rub into pork. Place spiced side down on top of bacon. Sprinkle 1 1/2 tablespoons spice mix (or to taste) onto other side of roast and lightly rub in. After roast is seasoned, cover with another layer of bacon. This is where you could put more or less bacon, depending on your obsession with bacon.
3. Dump crushed pineapple over the top of roast and bacon. Cover crock-pot with lid and set on low for 10 hours.
4. After 10 hours pass, take forks or tongs and shred pork. Stir around in the juices so everything is nicely combined.
5. (This step is optional). Let shredded roast sit mixed in the juices for at least a half hour. (I left it for 2 hours, but I was super busy doing other things. The longer it sits in the juices, the better it gets.)
If you use four pounds it makes a LOT of pork. I made that much because we always make meals ahead of time to have for the week. After 10 hours in the crock-pot the meat just fell apart with my tongs. It was glorious. This was SO good, I WILL be making it again in the not-so-distance future.
I have a feeling this would be equally delectable with a beef roast!
Eat. Drink. Squat.
**The spice rub recipe is from the book Practical Paleo by Diane Sanfilippo.








