Rest Day

Rest Day, my ass. 

A year ago, every day was rest day.  Six months ago, I tried my hand at CrossFit with Kelly, I looked at it as a workout to strive for.  One that I could only do sparingly it I was feeling extra peppy or out of my routine.  There was no consistently.  Six weeks ago, I started implementing CrossFit into my weekly routine.  Not having a training partner this week, it almost was a good excuse to dive head first.  Every morning, I go online to check the workout.  I never know what I am going to be doing but its both exhilarating and scary.  Who knew that CrossFit would open up such an amazing world.  Grant it, I do the Ghetto version modified with my gym equipment, but it's still nothing to sneeze at. 

In the past few weeks, I have managed to do workouts where I would do 350 rows at 45lbs.  All in one day.  Working out with Xavy, I did at most 90 reps.  I have learned how to do a handstand, I've run .25miles several times over.  I've gotten over the fear of Burpees, (as long as Donny isn't around). I am doing new things every single day.  Yesterday, I jump ropped.  They were supposed to have been "double unders", but I am getting there.

In addition to the workouts, I am getting to know some really neat people.  This little CrossFit family that Anytime Fitness has is quite interesting.  I've never met a more helpful group of people in my life.  Although I still fear Donny, I am no longer trying to impress him.  Not in a romantic way, but he was/is the only one in the gym that has never acknowledged my efforts.  I feel like a child wanting her parents to catch her doing a good job. Haha.  Hmmm, I think I've just guaranteed my therapists next vacation fund.  Yesterday, I spent nearly an hour talking to this new guy at the gym on ways we modify the W.O.D.'s so we can do them here.  No doubt that I made a new friend. Chris, aww... my buddy!  We happened to show up the other day at the very same time to do the workout.  We didn't plan it, we has never trained together before.  It was just one of those... "right place at the right time", kinda things.  He knows what he is doing.  This dude does CrossFit twice a day some times.  Without question or hesitation, he set my bar up for me and tossed me that stretching stick thingy.  Did he have to? No.  Did I expect it? No.  We started at the same time and I tried to keep up with him where I could.  It kept me motivated and paced.  I could see that he was finished a few minutes before me.  Did he walk out? Nope.  He put away my bar and awaited my glorious finish.  (Gee, I hope he didn't tell Brent just how nasty I was looking and smelling.).  Being that it was a working including burpees, I was elated to see Donny pull up just as I was finished.  The men talked amongst themselves about the prior days workout and started demonstrating their modifications.  One of which was a back tuck. (Standing back flip.).  Needless to say, I made no attempt that one on that workout day.  With a little prodding from Chris, I was up on Donny's makeshift rings flipping backwards.  Sometimes, all you need is a push from someone.  What a group of people.  Had you told me a year ago that I would be doing a backflip training with Chris or Donny, I would have laughed. 

No, don't get me wrong, 6 months of weight training has done wonders for me. At this point, we all know I am strong.  We all know I can lift and push with the best of them. Lifting is no longer a challenge. Recently as my body changes, those workouts are ever present and I am getting to a point where I can effectively start sculpting instead of closing my eyes, lifting something heavy and wishing for the best.  Brent and Chris have sorta taken on the project of helping me with this leg of the process. 

So, today... I wake-up to check the workout only to discover that it's a rest day.  Booo!  I think I am going to run through the archives and find myself a fun W.O.D. to do this afternoon.  CrossFit isn't just my workout, its my playtime.