For the Love of CrossFit

I am elated. I am sore. I am stronger.

Never before in my life have I gone all out. Never in my life have I come in first place. Never have I asked what I could give- and then given it.

Until CrossFit.

CrossFit is there whether I’m giving it all or holding it all back. It is snatches, box jumps, gymnastics, community, tire flips, pull-ups and the option to always go heavier. faster. more intense.

I remember WODing at CrossFit One with Reebok. I was terrible. I was so unhappy with my performance and felt bad for holding my partner back. I had been doing CrossFit consistently for a year but was never really committed. I didn’t track my performance or set goals. I just showed up, got through the WOD and left. And on game day it showed.

Luckily we can always make the decision to change.

So I committed. I went heavier. faster. more intense. I became competitive and supportive in a new way. I set goals.

Slowly, on most WODs, I’m getting better. And on some WODs I still perform terribly. But there’s always tomorrow. And another chance to grow.

Tonight I swam one mile, cycled one hour and then headed to CrossFit for the fun workout

Warm Up:

20 KB goblet squats

20 (each side) single arm swings

20 (each side) kneeling slasher

WOD:

hell.

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I was tired before the WOD but once we started and I saw I was leading in the row I pushed harder. I worked hard (and in hindsight could have worked harder). I did the longer mega option and finished faster than any mega females in the whole day. I RXed everything but jumping pull-ups. CrossFit can be so relative so I’m not boasting… I’m inspired. For so long I’ve lived in the back of the pack. Until tonight.

I love CrossFit.

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