We’re All a Work In Progress…

“Just a warning my rig work is rough.  Pull ups and Toes to Bar.  Barbell I am decent but still only a couple of years in.  Mostly doing comp for fun and friends are doing as well.”

This was a text I got from the guy I’m gonna partner with in an upcoming CrossFit competition in May.  Here’s my response:

“No problem.  We’re all a work in progress.  I don’t have ring muscle ups yet.  They are coming along.  And going heavy is touch and go cause of how lean I am. We’ll hopefully have enough between us to give it a go!!”

Last night, I had ice cream, brownies, Bailey’s and Kahlua.  I indulged big time.  It was so good!

In the morning I felt bloated due to the extra water carbs cause your body to hold.

I told myself, “It’s alright, Jen.  You’re a work in progress.”

This holds true for all aspects of your life.

Parenting.  You’re doing the best you can.

Eating, dieting, nutrition.  You’re doing the best you can.

Exercise and fitness.  You’re doing the best you can.

Work and career.  You’re doing the best you can.

Hobbies, religion, family, obligations, giving, helping others, voting, being a member of society, pets, animals, this planet, life.

You’re doing the best you can.

Give yourself a break.

You’re human.  You have strengths and weaknesses.  You succeed.  You fail.

But there’s always tomorrow.  Or this moment.  To start over.  To begin again.  To do better.  Be better.  Live better.

Here’s to you:  a work in progress.  Not yet complete.  But with each stroke more and more beautiful!

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Why Are Stares Bothering Me NOW?

A few days ago, one of my friends proceeded to tell me that CrossFitters don’t look much different than others.  This was based off the conversation that women don’t want to get big shoulders from doing CrossFit.

Well, I piped in.  “Based off of my experience and comments made to me, I would highly disagree.”

I’m beginning to take more notice of people as well–mainly because I’m getting more stares than usual.

There aren’t that many people walking around who look like me.Image result for animals staring

This has been affirmed lately as I’ve been dressing up more than usual as the weather turns warmer and wearing more clothes that show my muscles.

I was having a different conversation, explaining my routine to two gals I just met, and I  realized something:  not many people lead the life I do or do what I do.  The hours I spend that have given me this body I now inhabit are not how others spend their hours.  The extra time I put in toward my goals.  The work involved.  The sacrifices (I’m thinking of chocolate cake right now…)

And that’s not just CrossFit.

I blog.  A lot.

I work.  A lot.

I read.  A lot.

I’m constantly striving to be a better person, a better wife, a better mother, a better human being despite all my flaws.  I’m constantly searching for what’s out there for me, what I’m supposed to be doing, what path is next.  And I’m constantly learning.  I despise sitting and boredom and monotony.  Contentment is elusive.  Accepting that this is all there is is not an option….

Which begs the question:  What’s next?

 

Where Do CrossFitters Fit In?

Image result for fitting inThis thought came to mind as I was re-canting a recent job interview.  It was with a very well known national company that embraced the “come as you are” theme.  So I thought, “Perfect!  I’ll fit in great here!”

But as I met the gals in my prospective department it became abundantly clear I would not.  On the tour of the facility, no one else looked like me.  I get it, I do.  Not a lot of people do.  And because of the sport I choose to do, I eat differently, live differently, do things differently.

Still…

It begged the question above:  Just where do CrossFitters Fit in?

I don’t have an answer to that (so leave a comment if you do!).  I’m still trying to figure it out myself.

I think that’s why I’m still searching in life.  How am I supposed to spend my time and what am I supposed to be doing with the time I have left?

How to Be Content In Your Own Skin…

Some days it’s hard to be sore.

Hard to do every day tasks like laundry and dishes when you have to squat and all your legs want to do is shout at you.

Every day activities most do with ease become a challenge when you CrossFit as much as I do.

Yet, I’d have it no other way.

We are all products of our lifestyle whether we know it or not.

A friend of mine is overweight.  She’s been 100 lbs overweight for over 10 years now.  She keeps hopping from diet to diet, exclaiming how “this one is better” and “this one will work.”

I’ve told her my philosophy and all I’ve read about the Zone Diet and Mindless Eating.  It goes in one ear and out the other.

Another friend of mine bemoans how she can’t lose 10 lbs.  Yet her Facebook page is always covered with her out with her friends, drinking mimosas and eating probably more than is recommended.  She works out, but hasn’t changed.

Same thing with her.

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Wallball Fun!

My mom starves herself.  Literally.  She is one fall away from death.  She can’t remember things because she doesn’t feed her brain.  She smokes and has horrible migraines.  In her mind though she’s healthy.

I can preach all I want, but you have to listen and want to change your lifestyle.

Then I think People can say the same thing about me.  Complaining how I work out too much and I can’t move because I did 300 squats, etc.

Ultimately, it’s your life.  You only have one to live.  Be happy and content with it.

I know this is hard as I’m still trying to find my sweet spot to have the abs I want yet be healthy and happy and still enjoy all the richness God has blessed me with.

We (especially us women) beat ourselves up so much over looks and in the end we’re all the same.  We all age.  We all go through the same processes if you’re a mother in terms of bodily changes.

We all face challenges.  It’s how you respond to the challenges that determines your mindset.

If it’s truly important, you’ll change.  If it’s not and you’re happy with where you’re at, then BE HAPPY!  Quit comparing yourself to others and be content with who you are.

If you’re not content, then change it.

Life is what you make it.  If you want to starve, then do it.  If you want to enjoy your friends and go out all the time, do it.  If you want to kill yourself with workouts, do it.

It’s your life, your body, your choice.  Don’t let others shame you.  Don’t feel bad about it.  Embrace it.

Or change it.

It’s your choice….

Now live with it…

Finally! A Podium Finish!

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That’s Me in the Bright Red!

Today I had a CrossFit competition at CrossFit MOB (mind over body) in Thornton, CO called Battle of the Boxes. I entered the female/female competition, and my partner was a girl from their box.

We worked really well together. She’s crazy strong, and I had a bit more skill work than her. The workouts suited us as well.

We got 2nd overall. We won the Floater, which was a partner sled push and pulled out a second place finish for WOD #2. Our prizes were really cool: a case of Kill Cliff drinks, a jump rope, wrist guards, a $100 gift card to Reebok, and a recovery drink.

I had a ton of fun (of course winning helps).  Another team from my box competed in the male/male division and won 2nd place as well!  Way to go, guys!

My partner commented how with partners you try harder because you don’t want to let the other one down.  That’s certainly true.  In WOD #2 one partner had to hold a 95 lb barbell in the front rack position while the other either rowed and did wall balls.  I ended up doing most of the holding, and I held it longer than I normally would have because of her.

It was her first competition, and she had a blast.  That’s what it’s about:  pushing yourself while having fun!

Ah, to be 17 Again…

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Watching the 17-year old at my CrossFit box knock out unbroken bar muscle ups gave me this idea:  I want to be 17 again.

Alas, I missed that boat.  The boat where you start CrossFit at a young age when you can move so much better and ingrain all those movement patterns and skills so much easier and faster.

THAT boat…

At least my kids can be on that boat.

I can live with that.

Working Out with the Youngins…

This week we had a partner WOD.

I paired with the two teenagers in my class, ages 17 & 18, both are REALLY good at CrossFit.

I didn’t think much about it until it was pointed out to me that I was over twice their age!  They could have been my kids!

And I kept up!Image result for crossfit teens

It was a fun workout (rowing and power cleans with increasing weights), and we all kept moving.

It’s inspiring to see kids busting their butts and staying healthy, and it kiboshes the myth that this generation of kids just sit in their rooms in front of some type of screen.

My heart was warmed and my spirit soared.

An awesome reminder that CrossFit is for everyone and grants the participant more than just a good workout.