I take back every time I've ever made fun of crossfit or people I know who do crossfit. really. I drank the kool aid. I'm becoming the asshole who constantly talks about it and posts about it on every social networking site imaginable. Here's the thing though, I don't care. That's how much I love it and there is really no reason for me to love it. Because it's basically everything I've ever hated rolled in to one garage. We do a ton of squats and dead lifts, running, it's a group setting, I didn't know one single person going in to it. I also generally hate timed events. I have every reason to hate it but I don't and that blows my mind.
I've done things in the past week that I never imagined that I would even try, much less like and be somewhat good at. Let me be clear about this though, "somewhat good" doesn't describe my snatching ability. My snatches look like I'm about to start seizing, but I'm pretty good at the overhead squat and I honestly don't hate them. But what I do hate is the word snatch, because I follow this guy who blogs about teen mom (it's seriously the best blog ever) and every time he refers to one of their uh, downstairs mix ups, he calls them snatches. So the first couple of times Ben said "snatch" on Sunday I was a little uncomfortable. Also, I kind of like the invisibility factor at crossfit. I'm not completely invisible but it's not a one-on-one situation....but that also is a downfall because I can't complain, be snarky or anything like that. I've surprised myself a couple of times, like with pull ups. No, don't get excited, I can't do a real one. I can do 4 pretty shaky resistance band assisted pull ups, but otherwise, that's a big nope, nuh huh, not happening, niet, no gracias. I can however, hold myself up on the bar for around 8 seconds at best and swing back and forth like I'm 7 years old on the monkey bars. I've tore up my poor white collar hands though. They haven't actually bled yet, but I think I'm gonna need gloves or tape before that. Open sores + dirty rigs + community chalk bucket= MRSA or worse. I'm not looking to get a disease. just fit. that's all I'm asking for. Though, when I went to the 7 am class on Tuesday, the 2 boys in the 6 am class (unlucky for them) were doing the "filthy fifty" which let's be clear, I would rather eat a corn dog/throw myself off the westgate bridge and call it a day, but it's 50 reps of 10 exercises. I may be terrible at math but that is FIVE. HUNDRED. REPS. This one boy got it done in like 43 minutes and the other was still under 50 minutes. Also, I will never complain about boot camp being so early again. I'm a R-tard and signed up for 7 am classes this week because I was trying to do 2 things at once and thought I signed up for the 7PM class. Score: Crossfit 582, Vanessa 0. That may actually put me at -1. I'm not sure.
The WOD's are getting more intense every session which, obviously, is the point. I'm generally the last one finished (except during partner WOD's!) but it is what it is. Dead last trumps not starting/quitting and so far everyone has been really awesome. I'm not sure if it's just a component of my social anxiety or what but I don't like it when there are a lot of guys who look like body builders in my classes. This one in Sunday's class was basically shoulder pressing a mac truck while I had the bar and 2 5lb weights on it and struggling through the 8-8-8 strength set. Whatever though, Ben/Crossfit is all about "better than yesterday", and comparison is the greatest thief of joy or something like that. I'll get there eventually. Everything I own is sore at this point but there isn't a ton I can do about it. I didn't think doing the modified "knees to elbows" which for me are more like knees to waist, would hurt my abs but yes, yes they do. Coughing and laughing are out of the question at the moment.
Also, I've been 14 days without ANY kind of fast food what so ever and almost 3 weeks without any kind of carbonation/soft drink. I've drank water and almond milk and that's it. I've lost 5 pounds since that time, too and I don't really want any soft drinks. I would have slugged Rebecca for a pizza tonight though. But, I decided Saturday nights were when I could have whatever I wanted for dinner (within reason) and it's not Saturday so it's not happening. I had a salad with some grilled chicken, in case anyone was wondering. Anyways. It's time for me to go make my food for tomorrow and get in bed. Honey Boo Boo Thanksgiving special tonight at 8 on TLC and I hear it's hilarious. Crossfit tomorrow at 7 am, and my first session in a week with Darin on Friday. here's to hoping I survive both... Also I hear the WOD is a little more than anything we've done so far, and I never really know what Darin has up his sleeve and I guess that's for the best...So, set your DVR's for Honey Boo Boo and send some positive energy my way when you wake up tomorrow. I'll definitely need it.
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