My Motivation

I actually have a whole list of motivational things.

But one thing that's always been huge for me is a photo that motivates me. And in reading another Crossfitter's blog, I found one.

Check out this chick. She's gorgeous. She's strong. And she's a Crossfitter.

I don't ever intend to look like this. But when I'm under that bar and feel like I can't pull out another one, I can bring up my motivational pictures in my head and push out one more.

Hey, you gotta do what works for you.

I'm a Cheat

I cheated on myself this weekend. And that's exactly how it feels to me.

Saturday was my rest day. Sunday I was to be at Crossfit at noon to get my groove on. But Saturday night, I had a few beers... and awoke the next morning to a hangover. From five beers? Yeah...

What that means, I don't know. Either that I'm getting old, or that my body was retaliating after all of the good I've been doing for it. Who knows.

But regardless, I didn't go to Crossfit. I could have. I should have. I mean, it's not like I was sick. And the headache and heaviness in my limbs would probably have been erased after a good sweat session in the gym. But instead, I weenied out and sat on the couch.

LAME! Cheating doesn't feel good.

Success

I did 100 burpees last week during a particular workout. One. Hundred. Burpees.

There was a time only two months ago where I couldn't fathom doing real situps, much less multiple situps in a row. I was a 'crunch' person. I did 'crunches' on the ab machine and wondered why I never got results, or even a real burn. Then my CF coaches approach me and say 'do situps'. And I did situps.

Crossfit and my coaches are helping me to overcome not only physical obsticals, but mental ones as well. I couldn't do situps because I didn't think I could do situps. It's really as simple as that.

I actually can't physically do pullups. But I will be able to soon.

Small successes are what keep a person coming back.

CrossFit Born

I named this blog 'CrossFit Born' because that's the way I feel. I feel that this thing called CrossFit is the reason that I'm finally able to get a grasp on my weight and my addictions. It makes me want to be a better person.

For the past year or so, I have been training to run. I always aspired to be a distance runner. To run 5K's and 10K's and half marathons and then full on marathons. The thought of being capable of accomplishing such feats made me think that I could accomplish anything. And so for the past year, I have been punishing my body through different running programs, determined to stick with it and reach my goal, even though my body fought back though it all. I suffered from brutally sore muscles, shin splints, cramps and knee pain. My body screamed with every stride to stop this torture. But I ignored it in an effort to be what I thought I wanted to be.

Then I began CrossFitting. And I began to see the light.

What I've learned in the 6 weeks of CrossFit bootcamp surpasses what I have learned about nutrition and fitness in my lifetime. I'm shocked at how wrong I was about both subjects. In my effort to make myself healthier, I've only managed to make it worse, gaining 75+lbs in the past 3 years and my 'diets' keep surging out of control. I couldn't figure out what was happening or why I kept failing.

Tomorrow is day one of Lent. I'm a religious person, and I believe that if Jesus can go through 40 days without food and water, I can certainly give up fast food and soda. Right? Maybe. That's the goal anyhow.

So follow me as I use these new tools to change my body. I have tried everything. And I mean, everything. And not one thing thus far has worked for me to lose weight. So if this works... If Crossfit is what is able to turn me around... then I think that anybody can do it. I'm addicted to food and I hate exercising. But this is changing things. I'm not sure how yet. But something is changing and I need to keep pushing it.

I'm CrossFit born.