My next few blogs are going to focus not on where I am now but where I was when I started. I have been doing CrossFit for seven months and I know I am not the same person I was when I started. It has been a long and painful journey. So let’s start at the beginning…….
How did I hear about CrossFIt?
Two years ago I joined a local all women sale/swap group, Savvy Sisters. It was and still is run online with weekly gatherings to swap items with each other, which is WAY safer than Craig’s List. I mean I don’t want to meet some crazy person to get rid of a desk and wake up in a bath tub full of ice, missing a kidney. Believe me, they don’t want my kidneys anyway. (That’s a whole other story meant for another day) Wait, where was I? Right, sale group. Well Savvy Sisters had a weight loss competition called SBL (Savvy Biggest Loser). Last year I joined that too. It is eight weeks long and includes weekly challenges with prizes and a grand prize of $500 for the lady that loses the largest percentage of weight at the end of the eight weeks. The great ladies that run the competition have gone out into the community and found local companies to be sponsors and provide donations and/or discounts. In June of 2014 Anthem CrossFit came onboard as a sponsor. A group of us went to try a FREE class. Of course they were all going at 5:30 am. And I cannot go to something new by myself. I had NO IDEA what CrossFit was. I was told it was kind of like Boot Camp. If I had looked it up on YouTube I would have promptly talked myself right out of that insanity.
The first week….
When you have no experience with CrossFit you go through an “On Ramp” program that is designed to teach you the basics and prepare you to join the regular class. Anthem has a five day on ramp program. First day the warm up was a 200 meter run (1/8 of a mile). I thought I was going to DIE. I could NOT run. I had to walk most of it. Talk about embarrassing. Despite the miserable run I had a really good squat so I went back for day two. I was sore and ran (ran- read as ‘bouncy speed walked’) a tiny bit better than the day before. I felt like this was the kick in the rear I needed. Day three was more of the same and it felt good to “work the soreness out”. By day four my gait resembled that more of a new born giraffe than an athlete and I was so tired. The early mornings were kicking my butt. I would get so anxious about what I might be asked to do the next day I barely got any sleep. Day five, still alive. We were introduced to “Fran” and the Wodify system that would retain all of our information and stats. Looking back I realize I wasn’t hooked yet. I was still in the quick fix mentality. I loved lifting weights but could only handle low intensity cardio. So I knew if there was a run involved I was going to be dead last, every time. And at that point knowing that really sucked.
Day one of the real class……
I felt like a weak loser that didn’t belong even though everyone was really nice and encouraging. My fellow newbies were adding weight like they had been there for a month while I was working with the trainer bar (15 lbs). After the WOD (Work Out of the Day) I realized I had made a HUGE mistake! I panicked. I had already paid my first month’s membership so I couldn’t just quit going or my husband would FLIP OUT over the wasted money. So I decided I would go for the month and suffer through then tell my husband that it just wasn’t for me. He didn’t need to know I was a weak loser that couldn’t hack it.
30 days later…..
After going five days a week for a month I couldn’t wait to renew my membership and was looking up CrossFit on Pinterest. Don’t judge. I saw pictures of women that looked like they could be Thor’s sister. I got a glimpse of what my body is capable of. I still had that quick fix mentality and had lofty hopes of having that in a matter of months. Plus for the first time in my life I was surrounded by positive people. When everyone was done with the workout and I was still struggling through they would cheer me on or run an extra lap with me to keep me motivated. Even though internally I was beating myself up for being weak and slow the desire to be around these people kept me going.
To my Anthem family, I loved you then and I love you even more now. Thank you for changing my life.
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