I may have done a silly thing. After slacking on CrossFit for three weeks, I went back and have gone every single day this week. I sort of can’t move. Have you ever tried something on that was too small in dressing room and then panic because you can’t get it back over your head? That’s been my dilemma all week when it comes time to change clothes. I may need to invest in more button downs and zip ups. My current state of muscle paralysis should make running a 10K tomorrow interesting.
Though my weights are embarrassingly puny compared to my fellow CrossFitters, I’m still pretty proud that I’ve been able to lift it, push it, press it, swing it and snatch it this week. All that soreness means muscle is building and when muscle is building my metabolism is shredding up the beer, peanut butter, chocolate and donuts. Wow. Note to self: a peanut butter donut with chocolate glaze and a beer sounds like a pretty breakfast.
In honor of a week’s worth of CrossFit, today’s Fired Up Friday is T.I.’s “Ball,” because obviously you’re a baller if you can’t lift your arms above your chest.
CrossFit remix: This box so packed, these quads so drunk, this WOD so stacked, these delts so junk 😉
So training was a little bit of everything this week. What am I training for? Christmas cookie season. If I’m not baking them, I’m eating them and exchanging them and going to holiday parties and washing them down with wine. Christmas cookie season needs to be earned though, so I ran six miles on Monday, CrossFit and pilates on Tuesday, spinning and kickboxing on Wednesday, boot camp (12 days of
torture Christmas) on Thursday, going to hit the elliptical today for a “rest” day, then 10 miles on Saturday, three miles, strength training and yoga on Sunday (at least that’s the plan).
Thankfully my boy Deadmau5 has new music out to keep me on point. I love Deadmau5. I want to make Deadmau5 cookies. But you know what they say, if you give a mouse a cookie…
I’m probably a year or two late to this party, but I love CrossFit. I purchased a Groupon for a local CrossFit gym and it’s totally sucked me in. It’s like boot camp class on steroids and it’s amazing how some of the simplest moves — no weights, no machines — can be so challenging (google search “CrossFit Wall Climbs”). I also like how you can pack a mega intense workout into 30 minutes or less. At first I felt like a slacker because I only worked out for 20 minutes, but I push myself harder in those 20 minutes than I do on an hour-long run. Is it weird that I like the feeling of my muscles giving up and going into spasms? Or that I love being so sore the next day I can’t take my jacket off?
Equally as awesome, the CrossFit gym by me has kickboxing too. Not Billy Blanks TurboJam, we’re talking pounding on a heavy bag for 40 minutes until sweat is dripping into your eyes, which sucks because you have boxing gloves on your hands and can’t do anything to stop it.
Not so awesome is how expensive CrossFit is. Damn I’m going to be sad when my Groupon is up.
In celebration of the CrossFit spirit, I present Kanye West’s new dish “Clique” for Fired Up Friday. Hip hop is always blasting through the speakers at CrossFit and it promotes a general badass feeling when one completes their WOD or throws a perfect punch. Go get some!