Saturday, September 12, 2015

In which a valiant effort was made.... not throw up.

No, I don't have the flu. I was just crazy enough to try CrossFit for the first time today at CrossFit Westerville.


Um, that's great you want to check it out, but....I think that might be a little hard for you?  - The Boyfriend, upon hearing my declaration I was going the next morning.

I had been hearing about CrossFit for a long time and mostly been like yeah, yeah, yeah, why would I want to do that? whenever my friends would talk about it. It sounded hard. More than hard - it sounded like my worst nightmare. We're talking the girl who hates to sweat, here.

Plus, I always imagined a woman doing CrossFit would somehow end up looking like, well, you know....



Which wasn't exactly my thing. But my friends seemed to love it and even opened their own gym and I'm at the point where I'm about to throw in the towel on distance running, because no matter how hard I try - I hate it. Sometimes it's fun, and I like the races, but training for races never happens because it's so darn unmotivating to be like, well, guess I'll go run 5 miles in three hours, see you later guys.

So I was trying to figure out something else I could do. I love yoga but it's not really what I was looking for - I do yoga to relax and stretch after a long day at work. Yoga is my down time. Which made me take another look at CrossFit, because I've finally figured out that, if it's not fun, I'm not going to do it. And I need people to do workouts with, because solo slogging away at a treadmill is the worst. thing. in. the. world.

Anyway, tangent. So I tried CrossFit Westerville, since my friends own it, and I figure at least I was embarrassing myself in front of people I know? And despite the sweat and the feeling I was going to throw up?

It was great!

Yeah, I couldn't do a pull up, or a burpee (oh, God what are those things and have we killed whoever invented them?), and that many lunges about made me cry, BUT-!

I did a deadlift (lots of them!). I was actually able to throw one of those ginormous weighted balls up in the air nine feet! I did a lot more than I thought I could, and I actually had fun doing it. Everyone was super nice and it wasn't all ripped guys throwing down 300 lb. weights intimidating the heck out of me, either. I wasn't dead last! It was pretty awesome, and I think I'm hooked.

Now I just have to figure out a way to get up the stairs to shower. My poor legs!

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