So I’ve always been pretty active and healthy (or so I thought). I’ve played soccer for most of my life, have been a gym rat and a runner too. I was introduced to soccer at 8 years old. At this time I was enrolled in gymnastics and could barely summersault over my rolls. Soccer quickly leaned me out and I fell in love with the competition and adrenaline rush it provided. And so my passion for health and fitness had began…
While playing club soccer, I also played basketball, softball and volleyball in junior high and high school. This is when I really started to notice how diet and exercise affected my body metrics. And body image was really starting to become important at this impressionable age.
I did the roller coaster of skipping meals, partaking in the fat free craze, counting calories, vegetarian, 100 calorie snack packs, fake spray butter, artificial sweeteners etc. Don’t get me wrong, I did lose weight from doing some of these things, but usually gained it right back. Most importantly however, I was torturing my metabolism and the way my body utilized nutrients, which I’m just now figuring out in my mid 30’s! Better late than never though right? I’m now a mother of two beautiful girls which are my driving force in dedicating the rest of my life to raising them as healthy as possible in such a commercialized world. As my journey unfolds, I’ll be sharing pertinent information I wish I would have known sooner to help each of us change our body metrics.
So, January of 2014 rolls around (and no, this was not a resolution thing) and I was semi pressured into trying Crossfit. I too pulled out all the stops… “it’s too expensive, I don’t have time, I just had a baby.” So, yes, I was a hater for quite some time. I was paying $49 a year for my gym membership which is nearly unheard of. So why would I give this up to pay $100 plus a month for CrossFit? To be honest, it took me noticing a couple acquaintances of mine looking pretty darn fit. For one, my neighbor who is probably in his late 40’s was out mowing his lawn with his shirt off. He was looking ripped so I asked what he was doing. All proud, of course, he answered, “CrossFit!” Another friend of mine, (and some of you may remember this post cause we always give him a hard time about it) had posted a sweaty selfie accentuating his 6 pack with the post reading, “not bad for 38.” Don’t tell him, but I have to agree, definitely not bad! So what the hell was he doing too!!??…. CrossFit. And finally, a patient of mine, in her late 30’s as well strolls in with some impressive arms and a tight a$$. A pipe dream for most women in this age category ( I know this because I’m chasing this dream as I write this in my mid 30’s… 35 to be exact, but who’s counting?). And low and behold! You guessed it, CrossFit.
At this time my sweaty selfie sick pack friend has informed me that he and a friend are going to be opening a CrossFit in my city. Say whaaaat!? Ugh.. Ok, ok, I give in. The cards/ stars/whatever’s are aligning I’m in…. hesitantly, but in. With a 3 year old and a 2 month old, I thought, there’s no way I can pull this off. But, I showed up for my first foundations class and got a taste of the CrossFit Kool-Aid.
