This is really not something I had ever planned to do. I’ve watched in awe as it has grown in popularity. I’ve watched athletes compete in the Crossfit Games and thought they were absolute badasses. However, it was just not something I ever saw myself doing. Me, being a non-athlete, it just looked incredibly difficult. As much as I like (maybe like is the wrong word) functioning outside of my comfort zone, Crossfit to me was not only outside of it but on a completely different planet. So, nope, I wasn’t going to do it. No way, no how.
And then enter my dear, dear friend and soul sister and her husband. He joined and is seeing awesome results. She also attended a couple of classes and decided she would go for it too. She started talking to me about it . “Girl, it will totally transform your body.” “you’re stronger than you think are” Since I am a sucker for compliments and people believing in me, I said “ok, ok I will do it too.”
I’m pretty sure that she knew I would do it when she said those nice things but that she also knew I would be a sweaty whiney mess during (well, after because during I’m trying not to puke) the WOD and she would have a reason to laugh at me.
I’m kidding (kinda). Last week was on-ramp. We learned some lifts, proper form and some CF basics. It was hard, not gonna lie. Part of me thought that the on-ramp would give me a good indication of how terrible the actually WOD’s would be…it didn’t.
It’s Thursday and I’ve gone twice this week. I HATE IT. Really….I hate it. This is a total mind-fuck for me. I put a ton of pressure on myself typically, no matter what it is I’m doing. But, having to finish a WOD in a certain amount of time and even worse, partnering with someone and knowing they are counting on me to not be a total wuss is way more pressure than I like when I’m working out. Seriously, I feel like I’m going to kill myself or projectile vomit all over the gym just trying to not be the worst one in the group. I hate to finish last….to not be the best or at least in the top few. Also, before going into this unknown world (CF), I really thought I was in pretty good shape…..uh yeah, no.
I will say this though, everyone has been incredibly encouraging. The trainers have been outstanding. I know this is a battle and a life lesson for me. I have to get out of my own head (as my dear friend and the one who convinced me to take on this special kind of torture also reminds me). And trust me, I get it, I do. The question becomes how? I guess it’s to keep showing up and putting in the work. Isn’t it crazy what self-talk can do to your performance? So, that’s what I will do. I will continue to show up. Work hard. Improve. Get Better. Swallow the bile. But make no mistake, I will still cuss and moan and groan because that’s all part of my charm………………
Gainz, Health and Love,