Who’d’ve thunk it?
I screwed up my courage and walked into a CrossFit Box early on a Monday morning almost 9 months ago. You can read about why I did so and why I’m glad I did here.
I have tried to workout 3 to 4 times a week ever since, but occasionally life or travel gets in the way and I have a long(ish) stretch away. I haven’t yet mustered the courage to wander into a box away from home, and even though I’m more active than I might have once been when I travel… It’s not the same as an hour in the box on a regular basis. And returning is… Painful.
It usually takes a day or so for the soreness to set-in, but it certainly does. Today it is my arms (split jerk, kettleball swings, and ringrows yesterday). Weds it was my shoulders (lots of snatches on Tuesday).
And here’s the crazy thing. I like it. I wear this soreness as a badge of honor. It’s nice to be sore because I’m taking care of myself and building muscle instead of just because i’m stressed, sitting too much, what have you.
Early in my time at Crossfit I did a WOD (workout of the day) that involved a LOT of sit ups. So many I rubbed a spot on my lower back raw. I told the coach about this a few days later and she chuckled and said “that’s your Crossfit tattoo! I have a rather permanent darker spot there!” She seemed almost proud. I was a bit horrified.
Now I get it.