So one thing I should mention about Nick(my hubs) is that he is an avid crossfitter! He is so into this crossfit movement that we have a complete setup in our garage. I mean complete real deal rogue equipment. He has a rack, rings, bumper plates, a box, medicine balls, kettle balls, and any other thing used by crossfitters around the world. He is crossfitting as we speak…or should I say completing his WOD(work out of the day). I decided it was time for me to give crossfit another try. I have not wanted to do the workouts at the gym and thought well I will just workout with Nick. He is no shlump at this stuff and a great motivator and teacher of the stuff. So I have no excuses to not be crossfitting my little heart out. I rolled out of bed this morning knowing today is the day and I am ready to restart. I also had so much motivation to do it from a buddy of Nicks who posted about a really old lady crossfitting….no excuse would combat that! She was geriatric and not a slender lady at that. So I didn’t shower this morning knowing I would need to after our workout. I put on an extra tight boulder holder as I knew these workouts are intense. I even put on one of Nick’s crossfit workout shirts(he has an obsession with these!). Might I say the shirt was like Saran wrap the last time I attempted to wear it and it was snug but wearable today…GO ME! I was ready! Nick got home from work, changed clothes, and we headed to the garage. He explained to me my workout and I could already feel that nasty rebellious spirit inching up my throat and waiting to spew its venom. Nick of course would make the best target for such venom. I mean he is fit and muscular and donning a stupid t-shirt. I just went the full gamut on him. He said I would do pull ups and I refused even with a band that makes them manageable for me. He then said I would do squats and I told him I didn’t want to do leg exercises that I didn’t like them with a plethora of reasons why I should not do them. He then said I would row 150 whatever on the rower for cardio and I said I didn’t want to do cardio that is why I picked crossfit. At this time he is starting to get annoyed and tells me, “You are in the wrong place sister. This is crossfit not cross….(insert too many to type words i.e. sit, fit, butler, baby….” He is a wise guy at heart so the quippy comebacks were flowing. We started the timer and off we went. I started on the rower and as soon as he went out of the garage I unbuckled the shoe straps and went into the house. I pecked on the window and waved at him and he yelled, “what are you doing?” in a gruff caveman voice. I told him laundry and came to this post. I just couldn’t muster up the want to get it done. I went outside about five minutes later to ask him what my favorite quip he had hurled at me and he convinced me to do my workout as his was done and he would stay with me during it. I objected vehemently but he won out and what was meant as a word expedition for my quitters blog turned into a crossfit workout! GO ME! I finished 3 almost 4 rounds of a grueling workout that the WOD lovers would have scoffed at the ease of. It was tough and I hated Nick, even verbally at times, but I finished it. I started on the rower, then went to squats holding a medicine ball, then push ups, and finally an overhead plate carry. It sucked but I did it and Nick lived to tell about it. To sum this up Nick, who dreams of opening a crossfit box/studio one day, said when he opened one he knew the name of it after this work out. Crossfit Hate lol!
I don’t know what has gotten into me lately but my workouts have been few and far between. I have not given up. I am just moving much slower than before. It’s ok because everyone needs a drive in the slow lane from time to time. It is a problem if you get out of the car all together and my car is cruising right along! Blessings and weigh loss to us! Especially me as tomorrow is weigh in day!
