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The Key to Longevity in CrossFit

After four years of doing CrossFit, I’ve learned a lot of things, including what I can’t do and what I can do, as well as what I shouldn’t do.

The main key to longevity at CrossFit is doing what you can do, and that’s it.

This means if you are injured and one move exacerbates your injury, don’t do it! Even it it’s programmed in a CrossFit WOD or a CrossFit competition. You’re allowed to scale.

Scaling in CrossFit

Furthermore, it’s okay to do your own thing. You know what you need to work on, so just because a move is programmed doesn’t mean you have to do it. Too many of us are followers at times.

Even at a CrossFit competition.

At my last CrossFit competition, chest to bar pull ups were programmed from a dead hang. I can’t do 21 chest to bar pull ups from a dead hang, so I told the judge I was just going to do pull ups. She told me, “Well, I can’t let you move on until you do them.”

I looked at her and said, “That’s okay. I’ll move on without you then.”

And that’s what I did. And she moved on with me. What else was she going to do? Stand there by herself? I was in last place. It didn’t matter.

My point is do what you feel you can do in that moment on that day and who cares what everyone else is doing. If you push yourself to do moves you can’t do or that you are too tired to do, you will only injure yourself and thus will stall your CrossFit workouts.

And if you’re not careful, that vicious cycle can continue, leaving you frustrated and apt to quit CrossFit.

Listen to your body. It’s your workout. Your needs. And on one else’s.

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I Can’t Take it Anymore

I can’t take it anymore

It’s bursting inside

Screaming to come out

Yet, I want to run and hide.

You live in my dreams

It’s better that way

But the facade is draining

Trying to push you away.

I’m addicted to the feeling

When you are near

Biting my lip

Is a new frontier.

To tell, to not to tell

To feel, to not feel

I’ll play it safe

Afraid I’ll kneel.

 

CrossFit Spirit Animal

Today I was called a spirit animal in CrossFit.

This is the second time I’ve heard this in recent months.

It’s strange because I’ve often felt like I don’t belong anywhere I go. Mainly because I don’t make the effort. For the most part, I don’t care what others think of me. I don’t make an effort to be friends with others. Frankly, I do my own thing.

Like today. I did my own WOD — changed it to what I needed it to be. Perhaps this is why I was called a spirit animal.

Yet, I feel like this attitude hurts me — especially when it comes to CrossFit competitions. I’ve never been asked to be someone else’s partner. This sucks. I’ve probably done a dozen CrossFit competitions with people I don’t know. Some of the other CrossFit competitions I have started to drag my daughter along to be my partner.

Even the current CrossFit box I’m a member of won’t ask me to do a CrossFit competition. And when I try to find partners, I feel like I beg and plead, or I’m flat out turned down and told to “fuck off.” Usually, this doesn’t bother me, but the last time I got turned down, I have to admit it hurt.

Let’s face it, all CrossFit competitions are dopey. They are just a bunch of workouts thrown together that you do — which truly don’t matter. What matters is who you do them with.

The last CrossFit competition I got turned down when I asked was by a friend of mine. I’ve asked him several times to do a CrossFit competition with me. He has said no each time. Usually, I let it go. But this time, I’m finding it incredibly difficult to do so.

I asked him why, and all I got was a lame excuse. I think he thinks that I suck. Fair enough. But just tell me that. Yes, I was hurt (and truth be told, I still am), but I still want to do a CrossFit competition with him — one day.

I don’t know why I’m wasting my time lamenting. Nothing will change (does it ever?), so what’s the point?

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Running in Colorado: Santa Catch 5k Windsor, CO

Last week, I posted on how I enjoy the feeling of being sore and called it sadistic soreness. This does not translate to the feeling of being cold.

I hate being cold, so it’s always iffy when you sign up for a 5k in December. But The Turkey Trot was cancelled this year because of snow, so I was itching to run one.

This day in December was cold and icy, and to be blunt, utterly miserable.

My 5k time was ok. I had to slow way down on all of the icy spots and try to make up time where it wasn’t icy (which was few and far between). I ended up second in my age group, 15th overall. This was pretty good.

I wish I could say “never again,” but I’ll probably sign up to shiver my ass off next year.

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From The Outside Looking In

During the holiday season, you attend a lot of parties, sometimes begrudgingly. You traipse along, the lure of food and drink the only reason that one foot is following another. You attend your company’s party because you feel like you have to. You go to your gym’s party because, well, you’re actually unsure why.

Once at your gym’s holiday party, you resign yourself to being amenable — friendly even. You start listening to people tell about their past year, and suddenly your eyes are opened. You listen to the tragedy of a career and a heart broken when someone’s work dog is taken away from them, for truly no reason behind it. You listen as you hear a story of how someone almost lost an arm, but in the end, the body miraculously heals, and the future looks bright. You find out someone got engaged, after a bitter divorce. You find out recent moves have led to new opportunities. You discover a deep yearning inside someone to explore this world. You discover unrequited feelings that will have to be suppressed.

You see so much pain in people’s lives that has been overcome, absorbed into the human condition that makes us all broken. For most of the year, you go about life, thinking people suck because humans are selfish, mean, rude, and annoying. For most of the year, you wish you could bury yourself in your home, insulate yourself from the evils in this world because if you truly thought about the world’s pain, suffering, and heartaches, you’d go insane.

You begin to examine your own life, your own struggles, your own feelings that have been guiding you. And suddenly, they don’t seem so bad. You realize everyone is struggling with something. You know the path you’ve been given is yours alone to walk. And you discover that path is peppered with people who zig-zag in and out of your life, some staying for longer than others — a lifetime if you’re lucky — who take your hand and walk with you, supporting you, leading you at times, and imbibing you with the strength you need to keep going.

No one promised this world would be easy. No one said you wouldn’t struggle. No one said you wouldn’t look pure evil in the eye one day (or for some, it’s many, many days) and have to overcome it. No one promised your heart wouldn’t be broken, a loved one wouldn’t die, or even that your dreams would come true. In fact, you weren’t promised anything or anyone in this world. The only thing you are promised is the next moment in time that you are living, breathing, and being. It’s that one moment that you have control over — how you spend your one moments equals to how you spend your life.

Yet outside of those moments, the one gift you have been given in this world is others. Thus, you truly only have moments, and if you are lucky, you have others. So the question for you becomes: How are you spending them?

Beauty is in hindsight; finding the reason behind everything only happens sometimes and always with time and with perspective, and if you’re lucky, you’ll learn from the reasons and the hindsight. But the true luck — the true blessings — are the people you can call friends who walk with you — even if only for one hour during an innocuous gym workout.

And that’s what you learned at your gym’s holiday party. And that’s the reason you went. Life truly can be beautiful; you just have to believe it is so…

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A Return to Orange Theory

I put my Orange Theory membership on hold due to all of my struggles with injuries. On Saturday, I returned. I definitely felt the difference, as I was sore for most of the day. However, today when I woke up, I wasn’t sore at all.

The same went for a CrossFit workout I did on Friday that was heavy power snatches, which I haven’t done for quite some time due to my various injuries. I wasn’t sore at all.

This hopefully means I’m stronger than I was last year.