i’ve been thinking a lot lately about why i keep going to crossfit
i mean some days it’s painful – honestly – i’m like not build for these crazy olympic thingys that you throw yourself around doing.
some stuff i’m okay at like rowing or squats – i can do a good stretch and i don’t need a box to reach the bars for toes-to-bar – but i can’t do those – they are ‘'knee raises” for moi – knee raises on a good day.
i’m a good kettlebell swinger – but if you mix in burpees or box jumps – forget about it – i usually eat the floor or the box for breakfast on those days
handstand push-ups are no where near my near future. i can back squat 130lbs for 3 reps – and deadlift 205lbs for 1 rep – thursters – apparently i can get one rep for 90lbs – that’s not too shabby in my opinion. strict press – girl has minimal strength – as in weaksauce mcgee
if you ask me to swing from rings or do cartwheels – i’m like all – where’s the bathroom? i run for the hills when it comes to overhead squats – and snatches – well i tend to ‘sleep late’ those days.
power cleans – i doubt i’ll ever get more than 65lbs. many girls in my class throw 95lbs & 115lbs around like it’s a piece of cake
i haven’t made great friends at my box – i mean i do have my 5AM/6AM crew – we like each other – we say ‘good morning’ and ‘good job’ and we do cheer for each other – but you probably won’t find me at the annual summer BBQ
so why do i still go..,
why do i re-up my pretty expensive membership every month when i still have my $35 a month membership at my normal gym
because even though i’m far from being a good crossfitter – i’m an average crossfitter – i show up – work hard – some days i slack off and i’m okay with that
i push myself hard during class because sometimes i feel like i have no choice not to– nobody wants to be the ‘last girl’ – even though i have been – many a times.
and i keep going back because for some odd reason it’s fun.
i don’t know if it’s the fact that working out with 10-15 other crazy people first thing in the morning gets me going – or the fact that i push myself to do things beyond what i ever thought i could physically do.
who knows. not me.
crossfit has also made me unskinny. i no longer exist in just skin, bones & pretend muscle.
nope i’ve most certainly beefed up. most of my pants no longer fit. my tops are quite tight around areas (some unpreferable areas) but i know i look healthier and more fit. i know i look stronger, perhaps even athletic – perhaps.
it’s also created a confidence in myself that was lacking before. it’s taught me about eating real food. the importance some body fat can do for human functions and getting stronger through crossfit has made carrying groceries from the car into the house – much easier
i’m still unsure of what the programming is all about – and it kind of pisses me off that i don’t know what i’m doing for a workout the next day until about 7 hours before – of course i realize this is a little weird
but i love it. and when i move in the next couple of months i’m going to be sad to leave behind my 6AM crew – i know i’ll find a new 6AM crew – and maybe i’ll get better there. but for now i’ll keep trucking along – loving crossfit for some unforseen reason
so yeah. i just had to get that out.
that i think crossfit is crazy – i don’t really know if i understand it – and i love it.
plus it makes me hungry.
and then i eat delicious food.
that is all for now.
love to love you <3