After much internal struggle on what to do with this blog, I've decided to give it one more try. I've completely moved away from my running life and jumped on the whole CrossFit/Paleo bandwagon.
On a daily basis someone from my FB (or life) posse asks me about CrossFit and/or Paleo. I feel like I'm repeating myself, so this blog seems like a good enough medium to get it all out there. I thought about starting a new one, but I've had over 25,000 views to this blog so I think I'll stick with what was working. With that said, I am not a trainer or a dietitian or a nutritionist. Heck, I'm not even that good at CrossFit, and I still have a tendency to eat crap food. But, as I was told by one of our box trainers, I'm not here to tell you how to do either CF or paleo, but I am going to tell you about my experiences with both.
Oh, and I really really missed writing!
So, with that out of the way - let me pick up where I left off.
About 11 months ago, I made two statements to my then-personal trainer: I said I would never do CrossFit and paleo sounds stupid. I think I made both of those statements on the same day.
Now, here I am almost a year later, happy and addicted to both.
Oh, and I'm 11 pounds lighter and at least 2 body fat percentage points lower.
It's funny how life evolves like that.
The CF thing just sort of happened...Troy kept pestering me to check it out...I kept telling him I was fine with my current workout program...he kept pestering and I finally got tired of hearing "how great and wonderful CF is" so I broke down and went to the intro class.
And it kicked my ass. Literally. I walked out of there feeling like I was in the worst shape of my life. I had no idea that in a mere 9 minutes - squats, kettle bell swings, and pushups could make me want to throw up. I mean, I was a runner for goodness sake! And I had a personal trainer!
Needless to say, I wanted more. It's been almost a year since I made the switch and I still suck at CF. I've yet to master anything "Rx" and I've yet to master anything really cool like consecutive double-unders or a real pull-up. But, week in and week out I enjoy the challenge of it. I enjoy knowing that, while I still can't do the prescribed weight for a thruster, I can do it correctly. There have been many WODs (workout of the day) that I've wanted to walk out on. Effin' 50. Cindy with a twist. Kenyan Fran. And quite possibly the worst WOD in the world - Pick a Card. But, I've finished all of them. Vomit in the back of my throat. Feeling like I was going to die at any moment. Legs jello. Arms noodles.
And 15 minutes later, I'm talking about what time I'll be there the next day.
I had to have a c-section with Brenna, so I can't relate to the whole "you forget about childbirth" thing, but I can relate to the pain that I feel during a WOD - it disappears quickly so that I have the tenacity and stupidity to come back for more the next day (except Pick A Card...I will never have love for that insanity).
So, there you have it. CrossFitter for the foreseeable future. Tomorrow I am going to watch people from our CF compete in the Garage Games. I'm not sure what I'm in for...I'm sure alot of excitement and envy. And alot of encouragement to keep this thing going (the CF community has a way of making that happen).
I plan to keep this blogging thing up. I plan to write alot more about my CF journey. I plan to post some the delicious meals we've eaten now that we've gone paleo. And, I plan to eventually master some of those tough WODs as prescribed and live to tell about it.