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Proud

22 Oct

Tuesday morning, 6am. A new day has begun and before getting ready for work, I feel like writing this.

A few weeks ago I had the courage to walk into the Crossfit box for the very first time. And now, I can’t imagine not going. I can only manage twice a week, but I’m building up to three times now. First thing I do in the morning is check what the WOD is. When I walk into the box, I pretty much look like Bambi, caught in headlights. Scared! Can I do this? But once I get going, I’m off. And I feel so strong and powerful. I do the scaled version of just about everything, but that doesn’t matter. Because I’m giving it my all, the full 100%. And it feels awesome to do that.

I hated P.E. in school. I was always the slow kid, the last one to finish, the one that couldn’t climb the rope etc. The kid that never got picked on the team. I’m still the slow one, the last one to finish, the one that can’t climb a rope. But it’s different now. Because I’m working hard for it, both mentally and physically.

The coaches are great, they motivate me and respect me. The same goes for my fellow CF-ers. And that makes all the difference. Every WOD I find myself doing things I couldn’t imagine I’d be doing. For 1 hour I’m focused on me. The rest of the world doesn’t exist. And when I finish and I high five everyone, I don’t feel like that kid in gym, or the fat person in the gym. I feel awesome. I feel respected and I feel strong. Because I did this! And I’ll get better, stronger, faster along the way.

My ultimate goal: to climb that rope all the way to the top. Yes, the slow kid will do it. Even if it takes me a year or two.

What a great way to start my day.

Sunday thoughts

6 Oct

2 days after my first crossfit workout I went on holiday. 10 glorious, lazy days in Cyprus. Good thing I hadn’t planned anything active, because I sure felt my body! And yes, I was very thankful to find out that my apartment there had a bath. Soak and relax those muscles.

For the first time ever I kept my ‘mode’ going during my holiday. I did some walking, swimming, push ups, squats, sit ups. Not too crazy, but enough to stay active and focussed. I cooked my own meals and have to say, I did very well. Finding fresh veggies was a bit of a challenge, it took me 4 days to find lettuce. I think I’m the first person on this planet to be excited to buy lettuce!

So, a week ago I came home after a week of lazy days by the pool, reading books and thinking about life. And I came to one conclusion: I’m doing pretty well for myself. I’m learning to realise that this is the one life that I get and that it’s up to me what I do with it. The same thing goes for my body. It’s the one place that will always be a true home to me, so I’d better take good care of it and make it as healthy and strong as possible.

Last Wednesday I signed up for another crossfit class. It was 8pm, I was tired and just wanted to go home. But I went. For a second I felt bad about having to ask for a lower box to step on, when doing box jumps. The fat one can’t do it. It was school all over again. But I shook it off. I’m here to improve myself and this is just my starting point. I do have to remind myself of that.

The coach who was there the first time, was here again now. He was glad to see mee again. He gave me lots of great pointers and motivation. Another coach was great to me as I was doing my ring rows. Others can do pull ups, or band assisted pull ups. I’m not there yet, so what. It will come. I will work for it.

I’m going back again this week, and I’m still scared to go “can I do this?” but excited as well. So I’m going to keep going back, to improve myself.

I’m feeling strong. Both physically and mentally. If I can bring myself to do this and overcome these barriers, there’s nothing I can’t do.

And that is a wonderful thing to realise on this Sunday evening. Bring on a new week!

First crossfit class: check!

19 Sep

I’m able to type this because my fingers are about the only parts of me that aren’t aching like mad.

I had signed up for my very first Beginners class at the 020 box in Amsterdam. Not feeling 100% because of a stuffy nose I asked for advice from a friend who’s a CF fanatic. Nahhhh you’ll be fine. Ehhhh why didn’t she tell me to cancel? I was terrified.

So yesterday the day came. On my way to Amsterdam, I sat on the train and was very nervous. Why? No idea. Not because I was going to go to a “fit people” place. Suprisingly enough that didn’t bother me one bit. What was it then?

I think it had to do with stepping out of my comfort zone. I like it when things are safe. I don’t like change. And this… was change. Because I knew that after this, I had broken through a mental wall. And that scared me. I think that’s why I never managed to lose weight. Because I was just too scared to succeed and to have to pull through. And here I was, going to get my ass kicked physically and mentally like never before. Yikes!

My class was at 1pm and I arrived about 10 minutes before that. When I entered the box, 3 coaches were already at the desk. Erwin (also the owner and a finalist in the Crossfit Games 2013), Mark and Jay. They were all so friendly and reassuring, I felt less nervous already. Got changed, met a girl who’s 2nd time this was and just watched the rest of the group come in.

There were 8 of us in the beginners class and about 3 who did the advanced class.

I had already checked out what the WOD was, so I was somewhat prepared (as if).

Right, time to begin. Erwin explained today’s class. Jump rope and clean & jerk or deadlifts for the beginners.

Warming up: 5 minutes of jump rope. My God, I haven’t done this since I was 12! And I weigh about 250 lbs! Mark coached our beginners class and told that if I thought this was too hard, I could also just step up and down a box. Great individual coaching. But I told him I was going for the jumps. And I did! It took me a while to get the hang of it, but I did and I was alright doing it. No problems at all.

After that, we all grabbed a pvc pipe and did some mobility excercises before doing the clean & jerk step by step.

When we got that down, it was time for some real action. We took a barbell, added some light weights and practised deadlifting. And yes, I admit that I did feel great when I got compliments on getting the technique and form right, where others were struggling.

Phew, jumped rope, lifted, sweat breaking out, face a lovely shade of red, panting like an old horse. And that was just the warm up…. I felt awesome though. I felt strong, dedicated, powerful. And then, WOD time!

The WOD for us newbies was a scaled version of the real WOD.
13 minute ladder of:
30 single unders
1 deadlift
60 single unders
2 deadlifts
90 single unders
3 deadlifts
etc etc.

Mark came up to me and told me to just take it slow, listen to my body. The music started pumping, 3,2,1 goooooo!
And off I went! I took my time to catch my breathe when needed, Mark came to check up on me during and I was proud to have finished with 75 single unders after my 3 deadlifts. That’s 255 jumps! Never thought I could do that.

After that we all cleared our station and did a circle cool down, big applause for everyone and done! My first crossfit class was a fact!
Grabbed my stuff and went home after talking some more there. They said I did a great job and that I can make incredible progress if I keep this up. That was just what I needed to hear.

On my way home I already felt my legs. So I knew I was going to be in pain today. And yes, I am! My upperlegs, hammies, glutes, upper arms, shoulders, abs, back. It all feels like I’ve been under a bus. But it feels so good, because I worked hard for it. Dreading tomorrow though, as day 2 tends to be worse! I’m going on holiday tomorrow, hopefully it well get better soon.

I do understand why crossfit is addictive. Already I want to go back for more. Can’t wait to go back after my holiday.

I’m so happy I took this step. Both physically and mentally. Something tells me this crossfit thing might be a life changer for me. And I can’t wait.