Hey guys. I got my ass kicked today.
Today was Day One of CrossFit personal training sessions (required at my Box to teach you correct technique and build up strength). If you haven’t all noticed, I’ve become more than a little obsessed. My tweets and social media posts all seem to include something CrossFit related, and I like to think of this as the Honeymoon Phase. Which I’m hoping will never end.
We practiced kipping, back extensions, sumo lifts, bar squats, and yokes (or is it yolks?). Holy crap my butt hurts.
I’ve become obsessed and in LOVE with the rush that CrossFit brings. The intense drive to do one more rep, dig deeper, and lift more weight. I’ve always been attracted to activities that rely heavily on form. Think: Rowing (crew, did it for almost four years), BodyPump, Track & Field.
Reasons I love CrossFit? Form is essential, technique is an acquired skill, and you get your ass kicked in every way possible.
How I feel when I wake up the next morning sore with muscles I didn’t know existed? Awesome.
I’m a driven person. I have the “watch me make this happen, I don’t care that it’s twice my body weight” mentality. I dig deep. I get angry. The weight isn’t dragging me down, I’m freaking flying it.
So, yeah. I’m caught in a bad romance. With CrossFit and Rich Froning.
Remind me why you’re married again?
CrossFit lover? Let’s bond.
What do you eat Before and After CrossFit? I love chatting workout fuel/recovery. Talk to me. I don’t care if you’re Paleo, vegan, or eat nails for breakfast.
Read this: Why You Suck and Look the Same via HybridAthlete. Woah. Talk about keeping it real.