In the spirit of #tbt, here’s a post I wrote reflecting on year one of Crossfit (which was incidentally also our very first post). And I decided to keep the nostalgia/#tbt theme going (it is Thursday after all) by creating a list of things I never would have believed if you told me two years ago before I was the CrossFitter I am today.
So here goes. If you had told me two years ago that:
- I would have found a “workout” that I would look forward to and enjoy
- I would be one of “those people” who spends all their spare time at the gym (and love every minute of it….well ok, not EVERY minute. I hate the minutes that I do split squats)
- I’d be planning my life around my gym schedule
- A large part of my social circle would be filled with my “gym friends”
- Some of the people I now consider some of my best friends would be people I met at the gym
- I would be able to do multiple “non-girl” push-ups, handstands, climb a rope, and do pull-ups (even if my strict pull-ups have temporarily gone away)
- I would have an understanding and appreciation of the beauty and technicality of Olympic lifting
- I would find challenging myself and pushing myself harder than I ever had before the most relaxing and rewarding part of my day
- I would learn to love lifting heavy
- I would be working out not to look a certain way, but because I love how it makes me feel
- I would see myself as an athlete
- I would consider myself strong and might actually be good at some things in CrossFit
- I would start thinking about food not in terms of what I could and couldn’t eat to look a certain way, but what it would do for me and how it would fuel my performance
- ..and along the way I’d lose over 20 pounds and totally change the way I look
- I would actually be happy with my body, the way it looks, and more importantly, what it can do
- I would find having a bigger butt and broad shoulders desirable
- That multiple people would tell me I was inspiration to them
- I would be asked to speak at an evening on physical fitness
- People would refer to me as their “strong” or “athletic” friend
- I would frequently be covered in bruises (*it is to be noted that I bruise EXTREMELY easily…as Jess says “all I have to do is look at you the wrong way and you bruise”), have calluses and torn hands, and not care at all
- I would spend extra time and money doing CrossFit competitions in my free time…and love every second of it
- I would fit in, belong, and feel like an important member of a community made of up “fit people”
- The coaches at my gym would be some of the people who know me best
- I would consider my gym one of my favourite things about the new city that I moved to. And wouldn’t leave it for the world.
- I would push myself to do tough athletic feats, and constantly amaze myself
….I don’t think I would have believed you. But, here I stand, 2 years into my “CrossFit career,” and I am so happy to be wrong. This may be cheesy, it may be cliched, but CrossFit has changed my life. It has made me a better person in so many ways.
It has showed me that you can achieve any dream through a lot of hard work.
And of course, CrossFit brought me and Jess together. Our friendship would be worth it for that alone, even without all the other stuff I just wrote about.
So CrossFit, it’s been a great two years. Here’s to many, many more. I can’t wait to get stronger, set more PRs, learn more lessons, make more friends and maybe, just maybe, do a muscle-up someday…? 😉