I managed to get one of my daughters into CrossFit. She likes it, and she has been my partner for most of the last partner competitions. It has been a great bonding experience for us both.
Alas, we have moved, and finding a CrossFit that will allow a teen to workout in an adult class has become a challenge. She may quit doing CrossFit even though I have my own CrossFit setup at home. I have every piece of equipment and can do every move except ring muscle ups. Yet, she does not like to work out by herself. I’ve offered to workout with her, but she won’t.
Our last CrossFit competition may have been our last one. She just graduated from high school with her two-year college degree and is represented by a modeling agency. She dreams of being an actress.
Working out with your daughter in CrossFit is fun and a great way to get them active. While you’ll never win a CrossFit competition with your daughter as your partner, you do it for fun and nothing else. Try it yourselves, and see. The bonds and memories will be priceless.
Last weekend, my daughter and I competed as a team at the Windsor Warrior CrossFit competition at Official Fitness in Windsor. We met our goal: we did not come in last. When you have a masters and a teen athlete competing against 20-year-olds, that was an accomplishment, especially since my daughter’s knee was hurting so I was left to shoulder the burden.
It was fun. The workouts were good, but cold since two were outside due to COVID. However, we had a good day. No PR’s. Just a day hanging with my daughter before she flies the coop.
At my last CrossFit competition, Battle at the Box Utah, I did as expected considering my back is still bothering me despite having twice-weekly adjustments by my chiropractor. What I learned was this:
I can no longer compete against girls 20 years younger than me
I got my butt kicked
Whatever I did at that CrossFit competition, I felt for days. I did nothing on Sunday, the day after, or on Monday. Walking up and down the stairs was painful. I did a recovery row, bike, and walk on Tuesday. I finally got a workout in on Wednesday. Still, as a 44 year-old CrossFit athlete, I can no longer do the things I used to do five years ago.
RECOVERY TIPS FOR CROSSFIT MASTERS ATHLETES
Listen to your body. Don’t hit the gym on Monday if you are not at least 75%. Give your body time to heal itself after all the work you did.
Drink lots of water. I mean, drink LOTS of water. This will help flush out the junk and wastes in your muscles so they are not quite so sore. I think this was a mistake I made. I did not drink enough on competition day because I hate using the bathroom every 30 minutes.
Roll out. Find a foam roller, and no matter how painful it is, roll out at least for a few minutes a couple of times a day.
Get in some light movement. This, too, will help flush out waste products and get nurtrients to your muscles to aid in muscle tissue repair and recovery.
Sleep. This is hard for most of us since most CrossFit athletes are A-type personalities and always on the go. However, sleep helps you recover and your muscles to repair, so force yourself to do so.
This weekend, my daughter and I competed in the CrossFit Competition Battle of the Box Utah. This was an individual competition, and my daughter entered scaled, while I did intermediate.
I mainly went for rope climbs. My current box does not have rope climbs, and it’s my favorite move. This was fun, except it was partnered with deadlifts. I normally like deadlifts, but because of my back/hip alignment issue I’m having fixed over time at my chiropractor, there are days when my back is fine, and days when it hurts. It hurt a little bit during the competition deadlifting, but it wasn’t too bad. The worst WOD entailed 75 wall balls in a row. I almost died.
It was fun. It was at Thanksgiving Point. The mask laws were lenient, so it was tolerable. Today, I’m super sore. The muscles on the side of my leg are killing me from whatever we did, and it doesn’t help sitting in a car for a seven hour car ride either.
Yesterday, my daughter and I competed in a CrossFit competition called Alter Egos at CrossFit Decimate.
CrossFit Decimate in Colorado Springs is a great gym. The owners are top-notch, it’s a wonderful space, and a great place to visit and compete. They are one of the only a few gyms to tackle holding a CrossFit competition in Colorado during COVID. For that, I have a very deep respect for them. It’s most definitely not easy complying with Colorado’s COVID restrictions, but the fact that they were willing to hold one and successfully tackled it puts them first in my book.
So my daughter and I tied for last. We scaled the last workout so she could do the deadlift weight. It was fun, but very tiring and a very long drive. Will most definitely do this again next year.
My daughter and I did a CrossFit competition, Battle at the Rock, last weekend at CrossFit Castle Rock. I’ve done this CrossFit competition before, but my daughter hasn’t. I entered master’s, and she did open. She had to scale everything, but she had fun. I did much better than I had anticipated — mainly because I did 100 double unders unbroken.
Yesterday, I attended a great CrossFit competition at CrossFit Decimate in Colorado Springs. Dubbed “Masters of the Universe,” this was a CrossFit competition for those 35 and over.
It was extremely fun. And I won first place. I won a cool sword and other goodies. All of the workouts were good and the CrossFit programming was on point. CrossFit Decimate was a gracious host, and the judging was great. I attended last year and now this year and will definitely go again.
This was exactly what I needed because lately I’ve been finding it extremely hard to workout, so it made me realize that all of my hard work does pay off in the end!
I’ve been absent of late. That’s been on purpose. There was nothing I felt like I had to say, so I didn’t say anything. While life still keeps chugging along, it still sucks, let’s be honest. Vacations cancelled, wearing masks, hiding from others and the world… I truly thought this would be over by now, but it’s not.
THOUGHTS ON GREG GLASSMAN’S COMMENTS
I will not talk about the nature of his comments, but only say this: I’ve learned you can’t say anything anymore. You can’t publish anything. You can’t go anywhere without the assumption that you are being videotaped.
While none of us agree with Greg Glassman’s comments, there was a time where he would have been forgiven, where his apology would have been accepted, where his fallacies for being human would have been recognized by all of us who are all just as guilty of sin as he is. He would not have been forced to resign, there would not have been such an uproar, etc.
Greg Glassman founded CrossFit but is not CrossFit, yet everyone wanting to de-affiliate because of his comments saddens me. Where is forgiveness in all of this? And does what one man thinks affect your love for CrossFit? It doesn’t mine.
IT’S BEEN FIVE YEARS SINCE I’VE STARTED CROSSFIT
I can’t believe time has flown by. My CrossFit Level 1 Certification is due for renewal, and I’m not renewing it (I decided this way before the uproar). I just don’t need a piece of paper and $1,000 down the drain to tell me that I know what I’m doing when it comes to CrossFit.
I MISS CROSSFIT COMPETITIONS
I am craving a CrossFit competition right now. I can totally see this fall having non-stop CrossFit competitions as all the boxes try to squeeze them in. Fine by me. Bring them on.
MY TRUEFORM RUNNER
My dear husband got a screaming deal on a Trueform Runner for half off. It is barely used. I am in love. I’ve never run on air before, but this machine is as close to it as I’ve ever felt. Super excited for when the winter comes, and for my aging bones.
I’VE TAKEN UP PADDLEBOARDING
Every year for my birthday, I buy myself something big. Last year, I bought two paddleboards — one for me and one for someone to go with me. Needless to say, they have been a God-send in the midst of COVID. I can escape on the lake, get away from everyone and the world, and let the soothing waves wash away all of my anxieties, frustrations, and sometimes anger at the world.