CrossFit Poem: Wallballs in the Dark

Wallballs in the Dark

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Fall leaves rustle

Background music

Moonlight shines

Can’t choose and pick.

 

Sprint to the finish

Grind through the course

Squat and push

Reps are the force.

Snatch and catch

Push and pull

Euphoria?

Bliss in the lull.

CrossFit Poems: Moons and Me

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Like sparkling diamonds.

Moon shines

Soliciting attention.

Heart rate slows

Thirst appeased.

I’m alive.

Quintessential contentment.

Again and again and again…

Never stopping till life does.

Moving, striving, reaching…

Till all achieved.

But will it ever be?

 

The Magic of the Mornings…

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Under the Big Dipper

Nothing but sky

The Immensity of Nature

Overwhelms the Eye.

Silence….

It reigns.

Breathing…

The gains.

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“Go away!”

“You’re ruining the moments!”

I curse the gray.

Hard work and sweat

Is the stuff dreams are made of

The feeling I get?

Like the shivers of first love.

Ode To Alex

One word:  Tireless

Two words: Amazing grace

Incessantly upbeat

Creating a carefree place.

Known as “Mr. Double Under”

Watch out!

“Here Comes the Thunder!”

Open–

Most of the time

Amenable–

Except on burpee grind

“Change the WOD?” I say.

“Sure, why not?”

“Add 100 burpees,” he says

My stomach inevitably knots.

Afterwards, I can’t breathe

“Well, it was a good idea,” I say.

“Until I consulted you.”

(Note my look of dismay).

Talkative–

Understatement?

Mindful of others–

Committed 100 percent

Passionate–

To say the least

Dedicated–

Energy that never ceased.

Attentive–

The smallest detail

Encouraging–

“You didn’t fail.”

Kind–

Always a smile

No matter the circumstance

Or the trial.

Serious?

Occasionally

Competitve

Invariably.

Funny?

Depends who you ask

It’s hard to laugh

When you need an oxygen mask.

Seriously—

Alex you can depend

Most importantly,

He’s a friend.

Happy Birthday, Alex!!

Response To Change…

RESPONSE TO CHANGE

Conflicted as the night

Troubled—to the point of flight

Heavy-hearted—that is true.

More accurately—very blue.

Nothing fun in change.

Rocking the boat—always strange.

“Wait and see.”

Blah! I’d rather plea,

“Say it ain’t so.”

I can’t deal as you know.

Luckily, time never stops

Ending all the flips and flops.

“Could be better than you imagine”

I believe that as much as a dragon.

Nothing to do

I have no clue.

Helpless—

And on I press.

Written when I found out my box was being sold to new owners.

 

This Thing Called ‘Push’

In the depths

Of the dark

When all sleep

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Silence clings

Like a diamond ring

Sparkle and shine

All within.

Determination…

Just you and the bar

Concentration…

“Wow, I’ve come far.”

Rack and crash

Sweat rolls…

Each rep moves you

Closer to your goals.

“You working out?”

Puzzled, I reply, “What’s that?”

“I train,” I say.

A simple fact.

Dedication and persistence

Soreness, tape, and aches

Characteristics and symptoms

Attached to your wake.

The Sun rises

Shimmers crease the sky

You’re still going strong

And beating the guys.

The question is:

Who wants it more?

Believe in yourself

There’s power in the roar!

WOD is done

“God, am I blessed?”

Tomorrow comes

Another test.

For what it’s worth

My sincere advice:

Single-mindedness

That’s the price.

 

Ode to CrossFit…

Ode to CrossFit:

In my box

I’m at home.

The one place

I can roll on foam.

And not be different.

Or weird.

Just be me.

Just be feared.

We’re all competitive

Driven in life.

You have to be

To survive White.

Where having muscle

Is the norm.

Snatches, jerks, and cleans

Who wants to conform?

Sore muscles

Bruises galore

Your first pull up

And all you want is more.

You push yourself

Against the clock

One more minute, one more rep…

Evolving solid like a rock.

We’re in this together

You and me

At the end of the WOD

The feeling of free.

Drenched in sweat

The battle cry

Your heart sings

There are no more whys.

Out the door

The euphoria lasts

Carries you through

Who has time for the past?

Tomorrow comes

Another day

You’re pushed and challenged

In so many ways.

But what matters most

Why you keep coming back

You’re stronger in life

And that’s a fact.

So next time you’re asked,

“Why do you CrossFit?”

“It makes me beautiful,” you say

Without missing a beat.