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Crossfit Confessions

Have you heard of Crossfit? It is growing in popularity. I am Crossfit...or attempting to be anyway. I have been going since November. I won a door prize at an event I attended and it was a free month at Crossfit. I tried it and got hooked. I am seeing results, but not on the scale yet. My arms have muscles that they have never had before and my rear end is slowly fading away, so that keeps me motivated. I am waiting for the rest of my body to change. I hope with time.



This little video gives you an idea of what a Crossfit workout is like. It is intense and exhilarating. I am addicted to it. I never thought I would be addicted to exercising, but I think I am now.

I get up most mornings at 4:45 and start my day with my Crossfit Carl. On the mornings Randall is out of town I have to go at lunch. The lunch workouts kick my booty a lot harder because the instructor is a lot different than Crossfit Carl, and it is at lunch and my body performs differently. I enjoy them both in their own way. It is a love/ hate relationship though, no doubt!

The Crossfitters are a fun group. No one is competing against each other and everyone supports each other. I don't really socialize with anyone outside of the gym, but the atmosphere of the group is like a little family. It is like nothing I have had before in a workout situation, and I have tried everything under the sun!

I am learning my diet determines my outcome. It is hard to give up my caffeine and sugary treats, but I am slowly modifying my food choices so I can see more results from my WODs(Workout Of The Day - Crossfit lingo). I work too hard getting up at 4:45 or sweating through my lunch hour to not see the results I want to see, so it is lean meats, veggies, a little fruit, a wee little sugar and a wee little starch for me most days. I do eat treats and drink my Diet Coke from Sonic, just in moderation. It is tough though, but so worth it. Being healthy is my goal, it is not to be skinny. I am 33, married and a mama, I don't care if I get whistled at. I am on blood pressure medicine and I would love to get off of it, or say I did all I could to get off of it.

I love this image because I often text Mama after my WOD and report my success. I love her comments back to me. She thinks I am Popeye and wants me to video tape my WOD for her to see. I love that!
My hands always have a callus. I had lifting gloves but they disappeared...I should really go buy more. I have fallen on my face, hit myself in the face with barbells and weighted balls, tripped over my own body and sprained my hand but kept on going with tears streaming down my face from pain, and I still wet my pants every time we jump rope. I feel like a man...but they don't wet their pants when they jump because they don't birth babies!

It is a joke at work and at home for them to say "well you can pick that up, move that, or do it because you are Crossfit!" So true, so true. Every morning I demonstrate my WOD to Randall when I return home as he lies in the bed and my coworkers get the demonstration as we start our work day. It is good times for everyone!

Anyway, if you are looking for a place to build confidence and lean muscle mass, find a Crossfit gym in your area. It is not the cheapest thing you can do, but it is worth the investment.

Abby

Comments

Kelley said…
That is fantastic! I will turn 35 this year. I am just wanting to be healthy too. After the second child, it has been hard to lose the baby weight. I am working on it though. Good for you for doing this.

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