A little over a month ago, I canceled my gym membership and joined the local CrossFit box – mostly because it’s only like three blocks away from my house. And also, because my physical therapists keep begging me to do more strength work and honestly, I hate lifting weights. I hate doing anything really where I have to stand in one place and do reps over and over. Borrrriiiiinnnngggg!
However, I’ve known that my therapists are right since I have been noticing that as I’ve been building up distance with running, I’ve been losing muscle at least in my upper body. Last year, I was able to do push-ups on my toes no problem. This year, not so much. So despite my hate/hate relationship with weight lifting, I dragged my protesting ass into Sammamish CrossFit and signed up. And surprisingly – I really like it.
I don’t think I would like it so much if I were doing it by myself. It is definitely the comradery among the girls in the 9:00 class that keeps me going. It’s one thing to grunt through push-presses or dead lifts by yourself but when you’re racing against the clock with other girls who are swearing and screaming along with you – it’s actually kind of fun! Plus – for the first time, I’m actually meeting other women who are into fitness and swear as much as I do. Around here, this seems to be rare. Most women I meet who run don’t run distance and if they do, they are considerably older than I am and we don’t usually hit it off. Women I’ve met who do group fitness mostly do yoga or zumba or Body Pump or some shit and even if they don’t, they always seem to flinch every time I drop an ‘f-bomb’. At crossfit, most of these chicks aren’t into running so much but they are into pushing themselves past their limits and they’re cussing and spitting all the way through.
Also, Sammamish Crossfit has blown all of my preconceived notions about crossfit out of the water. I’ve watched classes in other boxes before where people were lifting heavy with terrible form and no coaching. I’ve even seen a guy fall when his back squat was too heavy. But at SCF our class sizes are small and our coaches are very attentive. We get called out on shit all the time – I like that. I feel confident lifting and jumping around with some heavy ass weight because I know I’m going to do it safely – and if I don’t, Coach J will be all over my shit like a bad rash and make me use the PVC until I get it right. Plus – working out with a coach is kind of awesome. It’s one thing to have a personal trainer telling you what to do. It’s a whole other thing to have a coach yelling at you until you get all your reps in and finish. I haven’t quit on myself any time I’ve gone in and many times working out alone, I get bored or it’s just hard so I eventually say ‘fuck it’.
And then there’s what it’s all doing for my kid. There is a kids’ area in our box so M.T. can come in with me and watch movies while I workout, but most of the time he’s leaning through the window watching and sometimes, Coach D or Coach J will take him out and let M.T. ride on one of their shoulders and be the assistant coach. So now at home away from the box, M.T. coaches me. This morning when I was walking up the stairs too slowly for his liking, he started urging me with, “go! go! go mommy go!” and I loved it. I’m glad for him to have more adult role models in his life aside from his parents and his preschool teachers. Plus after class, M.T. gets to run around the gym and play with the owners’ dog, Burpee.
So yeah. I’m liking it – despite getting my ass handed to me this week. It still isn’t my love-love like running is, but it’s helping me feel not totally depressed over my decision to let running chill for a bit while I get stronger. And I think I’ve really needed a local like-minded community to be involved with. I hate to say it but most of my friends and I have a sort of divide – I love running and fitness. They – not so much. It can be a bit bumpy especially when I have to say no to some things because I’m training or need to recover or just don’t eat that way or what not.
Oh yeah – this has nothing to do with Crossfit but I figured I’d bring it up anyway because why not! M.T. is a huge fan of Transformers and his favorite 2 are Optimus Prime and Bumblebee. So for Halloween, M.T. dressed up as Optimus Prime and my husband went all out and dressed up as Bumblebee. How awesome are these two?
Okay your turn!!!! What did YOU do for Halloween? Did you have many trick-or-treaters? And is there a workout that you know you should do more of but you really don’t like doing it? What is it?