In June my husband suggested we try Crossfit. To say I was reluctant would be a gross understatement. I think I may have even tried to cry my way out of it on the way to the box the first day.
Now I'm not going to lie to you...I struggle every day. I am not a runner. There's too much time to think while running...'Why am I doing this, it sucks' and my favorite 'I could probably walk faster than I'm running right now...let's try that'. As if that wasn't enough, one day, while running I happened to notice my shadow running beside me and I realized...I look ridiculous when I run. Seriously, like Big Foot trying to escape approaching Squatch Hunters.
|(Actual picture of me running)|
I hate burpees, I hate pushups, I scared of box jumps...but inexplicably I look forward to going to Crossfit every day. If you haven't tried it, you should. Drink the Kool-Aid people! Now if only I could get a personal chef to cook healthy food for me every day....