I don’t know if you’re like me, but I am one of the millions of women who daily peruse Pinterest. I love to pin nearly everything that could possibly relate to my life; recipes, activities for toddlers, clothes, how to decorate my home and how to clean my newly decorated place. And let’s not forgot how much I’ve learned about gardening my non-existent garden.
And if you are a Pinterest girl, have you ever noticed all those incredibly inspiring and supremely irritating pictures of ripped women with the caption, “crossfit ladies?” If I stare at them long enough, I can picture my body totally transformed and see myself flipping tires with my pinky and throwing up 200 lb. weights like they are Reeses Pieces headed for my mouth. Then… I get a glimpse of all the clothes in my closet that I can’t wear since my daughter came along. One. Year. Ago. *Sigh*
So enough is enough. Along with the Pinterest pictures, I have a dozen friends and family members that have embarked on their crossfit journeys and have seen amazing results. I’ve decided to jump on the bandwagon.
Since my epiphany, I’ve checked out my local gym, talked to the trainers, signed on the dotted line, dusted off my workout clothes and scheduled my first class, which was last night. The time had come. I was heading out to my first official class. I kissed my daughter and husband goodbye, packed my coconut water with a scoop of protein powder, and headed off to war - crossfit.
I arrived to class a bit early and saw the previous class finishing up. Super-duper athletes were near passing out with muscle failure. Need I remind you that it’s been nearly a year since I’ve consistently worked out? I wanted to run. Then the owner looked over at me, saw the fear in my eyes, flashed a big grin and assured me I’d get through it. “Right.” I thought.
We started off with a mild warm-up of squats, lunges, high kicks, butt kicks, twisting jumping jacks, a 350 meter row, and push-ups. I finished the warm-up and was ready to go home. I mean, that was my workout when I used to go the gym! What could possibly be next and could I possibly finish it?
In the next 51 minutes I ran nearly 2 miles, did 6 chin-ups, 65 burpees, and jumped rope. There were so many times I thought I might not finish but, hey, I was determined. If thousands of others can finish, so can I. If my cousins can finish, so can I. If my bother can finish, so can I. Thankfully, my trainers and those working out with me were incredibly encouraging and cheered me on till the finish. They definitely train through camaraderie.
And now I’m hooked. I have such a long way to go, but I’m proud of myself for my small accomplishment last night. So I’m headed back tonight. My goal is to be strong and healthy and set a good example for my daughter about the importance of living a healthy life.
So if you’ve ever considered joining crossfit or any workout program to lose the baby weight but aren’t sure what it takes, I’ll be your guinea pig. Or you can join along with me and we can get this party started!