Actually, it might be more – I’m starting to lose track. All these big, bulging muscles of mine are distracting my brain and affecting its memory function. KIDDING. Seriously, though – I am starting to see some definition in my upper body, which is AWESOME. I’m still doing weenie knee push-ups, but I can do more than I could a month ago. I still have to use a box to jump up to the bar for pull-ups, but I can get my chin higher now. I’m using more than the training bar for split jerks, overhead squats, etc. Psyched. I do think my big goal right now is do 10 “real” push-ups and a few pull-ups. The day that I can do pull-ups….major milestone for me, I’ll be grinning all day.
Bad news: I have not lost a pound. I actually joined for the fitness aspect, but kinda sorta hoped a few pounds would disappear. BUT – good news: I have GAINED new confidence & toughness. Example: yesterday, I went for a RUN. R-U-N. I never run. I hate to run. It wasn’t a CF day though, and I felt like I should do SOMETHING, so I decided to run, despite the fact that it was 90 degrees and ten kinds of humid outside. I ran a route through my neighborhood that was just under 2 miles. Not a long way, I know – but I NEVER RUN. I didn’t stop or slow down even once. Heat? Pfft. Aching legs? Please. After surviving workouts of the day (WODs) in a gym (box) with no air conditioning, I have discovered I am actually not a dainty little flower. (*Grin*)
Besides improving my strength & health, CrossFit has taught me how to physically persevere; that no matter how much it hurts or makes me feel like I’m going to puke, I will actually be fine (after I get off the floor). This is a good lesson to learn. Who knows what other barriers – mental or physical – I might break? It’s going to be fun to see how this plays out in other parts of my life. I’ll let you know.
Peace, all –