CrossFit: In the Name of Pride

Everyone who has done CrossFit has heard this joke probably a dozen times:

 

“How can you tell if someone does CrossFit?”

“Don’t worry, they’ll tell you.”

 

Damn straight we will. If you back squatted twice your body weight or did 10 strict pull ups WITHOUT ASSISTANCE, wouldn’t you talk about it? #respect

 

Yogis talk about yoga. Cyclists talk about their killer rides. Runners talk about the half marathons they just crushed. And CrossFitters talk about CrossFit. When it comes to us CrossFitters though, there is a perception that we talk about it so much because we like to brag. Which truth be told, I cannot deny there is some validity to that. Really though, no matter what our sport is, we all talk about it so much because we have immense pride for our accomplishments.

 

I would say most people who join CrossFit are average people, meaning we aren’t former elite athletes and we may have not even been in the best shape of our lives the first time we walked into a box. In fact, a lot of us who start CrossFitting are there because we have big goals and dreams. And often we also come from a place of insecurity.

 

As I have been networking a lot with CrossFitters around the country, I am hearing more and more of the most inspiring stories. Women and men are starting their CrossFit journey knowing they have 50, 60, 100 pounds even that they need to lose to be healthy. Many are coming off tragedy like losing a loved one or even a divorce. Many are starting after recovering from devastating injuries and years of rehab. My point is that people are coming in when they are not their best (and that is putting it mildly), yet they dig deep to find the courage and motivation to go. They not only show up, they work their asses off. They do things they did not dream they would ever do. They start doing push-ups. They start being able to run. They start squatting to full depth. They start losing weight. They start seeing muscle. They start feeling good about themselves. They find happiness.

 

So yes, CrossFitters are going to talk a lot about CrossFit because they are turning their insecurities and their challenges into their redemption. CrossFitters are finding inspiration again. They get so much respect from others and are setting great examples. I posted a few videos on Facebook of myself doing some different lifts, and I had a woman reach out to tell me that I inspired her to go back to CrossFit. I know I got far more gratitude knowing I influenced someone to make a big change more than the 100 likes I got. CrossFitters help each other. It’s just in our nature.

 

I truly believe that CrossFit athletes are contributing to changing outdated ideals. We are showing and telling the world it is ok to admire and respect different body types. It is ok treat our bodies like the temples that they are. It is ok to sacrifice and compromise to make fitness and health a priority. It is ok to be part of a “cult” when said cult is providing a community like no other.

 

Personally, I absolutely 100% love talking about CrossFit so much because it connects me to other people. It supports the idea of women boosting women (instead of women tearing women down). It shows strong is sexy. And, as someone who is obviously short, and who easily feels intimidated in most situations by other people’s heights and proportions, it helps me build my self-esteem. I find great power in pushing my body to lift things that are beyond expectations for someone of my own size. And so yes, I want to talk about this. A lot. Because other people need to hear it.

 

Maybe it’s not tragedy or severe weight loss that is drawing people into CrossFit. No matter how they came to be there, they likely are defying what they believed their own bodies can do. I love hearing about people’s triumphs no matter if they are 20 or 40 or 60. No matter if they are trying to lose some extra baby weight or train for a tough mudder. I love hearing about it, and I do not want CrossFitters to ever stop talking about it. Our accomplishments are all relative and every one of them is deserving to be screamed from the rooftops.

 

So please understand that not every CrossFitter who is posting on Facebook about their workouts or talking about it at the water cooler are just meatheads. Many of us, like myself, are just damn proud. It is that simple.

 

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Dear Universe: I Got This

Foreword:  Can I first take a minute to say THANK YOU? I have been confident in my decision to leave my corporate ­­job and start a new journey. I expected SOME support from my close friends and family. I had NO IDEA that the support would literally come from every single person I have talked to, interacted with and who have been following my posts (and last week’s blog). You would think that as an adult hearing another adult say “I am proud of you” would not give you warm fuzzies, but guess what? It sure as shit does. Having so much validation from everyone has not just humbled me, but has given me such a confidence boost. It is also keeping me accountable and motivated because I feel like this is not just my journey, but something bigger that is going to inspire many people.

Also I really need to work on an elevator pitch for what it is I want to do. For now, let’s just say a fitness coach.

I believe that many of us approach change with practicality. We like to have a backup plan, Plan B, planned out just as well as Plan A. So it is really not surprising that quite a few people have told me (upon learning that I am venturing into something very new, very different), “Well you have great skills and if your plan does not work out the way you want it to, you can always come back here or find another corporate job.” I am very grateful that I am respected and valued enough to have that option, yet I am not allowing myself to even entertain it, not even for one micro second.

I am a strong believer that what you put out to the universe is what you get back. So if I even tell myself or I tell someone else or I tell the universe straight up that I am ok with returning to a job similar to the one I am leaving, then I am essentially giving myself permission to not succeed at my journey ahead. I cannot give myself a fall back plan that  involves returning to a job that does not inspire me. I have to believe in myself and my abilities (and divine timing) that I am on the path meant for me. I have to believe that I CAN (and will!) succeed at my dream. I have to believe that I do not belong in a traditional corporate environment and that I should not ever go back again (unless it is because they want me to coach their employees for healthier living! #shamelessplug).

I have nothing but excitement for what is ahead of me, which if you know me, speaks volume. I am not someone who typically goes with the flow or just “trusts”. It has taken me a long time to get to where I am, and I am choosing to focus on the positive. By giving myself permission to return to the corporate life is like telling myself I may not be good enough to do what I want to do. I would never say that to a friend or my sister or a niece or a nephew that they “may” succeed. I would tell them, “Absolutely! You got this!” So why would I tell myself anything less?

I had an epiphany watching a recent Facebook live that one of my respected leaders at Pruvit (the company I am an independent promoter for) posted.  She talked about how when she herself chose to take a leap of faith to promote, she had a lot on the line financially. She really did not even have the money for the small investment to get started. She did it though, and she told herself that she would and HAS to sell the product she was investing in. And she did. Pretty damn quickly too.

When she was telling that story, I realized I had the complete opposite mindset when I started promoting. I told myself that the worst case scenario was that if I did not sell the initial batch ketones I had to purchase that it was just a little bit of money and no major setback. And guess what? It took me months to completely sell them. Why? Because I gave myself an out. I told myself “it is ok if I do not succeed.” And after hearing my leader talk and having many conversations this past week with many people about my sort seemingly crazy but admirable career change, I realized that I need to ditch that thinking, with ketones and with my future business. I need to tell myself that I HAVE to do this. And I will. I believe that 100%. And I have to do it without a backup plan or contingency thinking.

I also think that we give ourselves permission to not succeed because it is easier on our ego. It is far harder to give something everything we have and not succeed than it is to maybe give half our energy and fail. Because then, it’s like, “Well I didn’t really commit to it.” Or “I knew it was risky, so I’m ok that I did not do well.”  If I am walking away from a solid income and stability, why on earth would I want to take any chances that I cannot replenish that? Girlfriend would have to be crazy. Which I am not. I am practical and sensible, yes. And even pragmatic. In this scenario though, where it is my livelihood and more importantly my happiness and mental sanity, I am completely committing to this. I want to. And I have to.

Committing to something obviously is not solely a way of thinking. I still have a lot of hard work cut out for me. I have to commit every fiber of me to this. Probably just as importantly, I have to work on a little thing too called confidence. If I believe in myself and my plans, then others will too. (People snuff out doubt and weakness like hounds, and that just comes back around in the universe). For the first time in my life, career wise, I am being very brave. I have no room for giving myself an out, even if it is hardly detectable.  Instead, I will stay focused, stay positive, and hustle my buns off. Because there is a lot of amazing, fulfilling, beyond- my dreams success waiting for me.

Sometimes You Just Need a Kick in the Butt From the Universe

I have been waiting a long time to write this. Actually, I have been waiting a long time to post this. I have been writing this far before I even knew this post would be a thing. Because I have been manifesting for this to happen. I have been 100% believing that it would. I just did not know when. Or how. 

I am leaving my corporate job.

 

Microphone drop.

 

I have put it out there that I want to leave and have been mentally getting myself ready to do that. So getting the push to go has not been scary for me. It’s been liberating. I have known I would leave, I just did not know when or how. When I got the news I am part of a surplus, I felt gratitude and relief. It is so easy (and if we are honest with ourselves, how many of us are feeling this way?) to stay complacent and not act. Because to act is to go into the unknown. It’s to go into something that is seemingly less stable or unpredictable (but let’s be real, how many corporate jobs are truly secure anymore?). I have been dipping my toes in other ponds for a while and now the universe is giving me the push to GO ALL IN.

 

While I have been remarkably and surprisingly cool, calm and collected, when I really think about what I am giving up, I have moments of “what the F am I doing?” My entire career all my job choices have been made on two very basic things: stability and money. I was taught at an early age to never be without them so as soon as they were in my control (aka I started adulting), I made decisions based on that.

 

Yet, every time in my life I have accepted a new job, I always had this knowing feeling it was not right for me. I of course pushed those feelings down as far as I possibly could. Today though, I am at the point in my life where I simply choose to no longer ignore that. It will not serve me going forward.

 

I am a firm believer in timing. I should say that this life changing decision was not one I made on a whim or on a feeling. It has been years in the making. With the help of my spiritual healer, she has taught me to trust in myself, my abilities and the universe. To trust that I would be guided at the right time to make changes, and that until then I need not worry about it or proactively seek out whatever it is I am meant to do. I have spent years working on myself and overcoming my own demons and roadblocks. I have also manifested the shit out of good things to come my way because I have known in my heart of hearts that I was playing a role in my job that was not something I wanted or could sustain.

 

And so the day has come that I am going to start my transition into a new world. A new world of opportunity of positivity and validation. A new world of doing something that I know will have an impact on many people. I am finally being true to who I am and who I want to be. I have finally figured out what I want to be when I grow up!

 

For decades I have had so much passion for health and fitness. I am one of those people that actually freaking loves to workout (I know, weird huh?) I absolutely love talking about working out and I can’t really understand those people who do not love it. One of the great things about being an Independent Promoter for Pruvit is that it has forced me to broaden my network. Conversations I am having, regardless if people are interested in ketones or not, have lead to being inspired over and over again. There is no shortage of inspiration in this world when you take the time to hear other people’s stories.

 

I feel like ketones are my gateway drug to so to speak. It has given me a taste of that euphoria of helping someone feel all the feels. It has given me a taste of what it would be like to really listen to someone and understand what it is they need, or what they are missing. I am also starting to realize and understand that while I have that drive and grit to workout and to not shy away from it, not everyone does. There are endless valid reasons why people fear it. Or maybe they want it but they do not know where to start. Maybe they feel like a fish out of water at a gym, which I get because I am completely uncomfortable when I step into a Home Depot. And it’s like everyone there KNOWS I do not belong. And so I quickly find what I need (by find, I mean I have to have someone direct me) and then I get the hell out as fast as I possibly can. That’s how people feel about working out I believe if they have any kind of hang up or roadblock.

 

Or maybe someone wants to workout but they are overwhelmed by choices or they do not know what type of workout suits them. So instead of trying them out, they may not do a thing. Which by doing nothing is really doing something. We have choices and there are so many options out there. I want to be that person that helps someone find what they like so that they can make their dreams and goals a reality.

 

I want to help people stay accountable and be that extra support they need to become healthy and fit.

I want to do this because I know how amazing someone can feel if they take action. It is common and very easy to talk about wanting something, but never do it. Then as soon as you do, and you start seeing results, you ask WHY did I wait this long?
Between what I see myself doing and the skills I am fortunate to have learned over my current career are all lining up to make me kick ass at my dreams. I wish I knew what my “job title” is, but that will come as I work more on the business and marketing side of my journey. (Which p.s. I do not see myself being called a health coach. So for all you marketing geniuses, I am open for suggestions as to how to brand myself).

 

I always thought I would transition into a new career when I had every last detail sorted out and not a second sooner, but I am realizing I don’t need that to go all in. In fact, over just these last 3 days of talking to my colleagues about leaving, I am getting even more validation and support that I ever anticipated. I keep waiting for someone to tell me I am crazy or stupid or reckless. But guess what? Nobody has said that. It’s validation that because I am SCREAMING into the universe that I am more than ready to trust it, and that is what I am getting back. Nobody is trying to talk me out of it because it is meant for me to be taking the biggest leap of faith ever. Being open and honest not just with myself but with those I work with, interact with, friends, family, hairdresser, you name it is opening me up even more for what is in my power to have. The universe gives back what we give to it, and that is why I am more than confident in knowing I am making the right choice, the best choice, for myself.

A Chat With an Allergist: Perfect Example Of Thinking Beyond Black and White

A few months back, I wrote about Bioenergetic Intolerance Elimination (BIE). I was a few sessions in and feeling optimistic (that post here). In a quick word to explain, it’s a natural approach to healing allergies. Well, I am now a few months from my last session ever and I have to say, that crazy shit works! I have not had allergy shots since June. Can I get a HALLELUJAH?

This past week, I had a check in appointment with my allergy doctor. I went in with some trepidation and uncertainty as to how to tell him that I essentially cheated on Western medicine? A friend of mine who was going to a Western doctor as well as an Eastern healer for a chronic autoimmune disease had a very unpleasant, discouraging experience telling her Western doctor. (That doctor was insulted and expressed that if she was going to try some alternative medicine, there was no reason for her to see her then. Pretty crappy right?)

When I met with my doctor, he asked how I have been and how my allergies have been.  A bit shyly, I said, “Well actually I’ve been trying this other thing. It’s called BIE.  Bioenergetic Intolerance Elimination.”  He had no clue what that was and promptly googled it on his computer. I explained the concept of it that essentially when we have allergies, it’s an imbalance in our body. So BIE is like acupuncture minus the needles and works to rebalance.  He was both skeptical and intrigued and so the conversation continued. Unlike my friend’s experience with her doctor, mine was as close to the polar opposite as possible, for which I am very grateful.

I was very impressed by him and his reaction. I feel it speaks volumes to how we SHOULD respond in situations where we are presented with something less conventional to what we might be used to.

 

  1. He did not right off the bat give me his professional medical opinion nor  did he denounce me for finding something else that works. He instead asked me a lot of questions. He sought to understand what this “other thing” is and why I turned to that.

 

  1. When I told him of my friend’s experience with her own doctor, he said this (I paraphrase): “It is not a doctor’s job to berate a patient for researching and trying something different. It is a doctor’s job to inform and educate someone so they can make an informed decision.” Amen to that. We have a right to make decisions for ourselves. Our bodies. Our minds. Our choices.

 

  1. My doctor was born to Chinese parents and raised in the US. He’s of course a Western trained doctor so he’s a science guy, yet he has had much exposure to Eastern ways.  He was admittedly conflicted and said, “There is absolutely no science behind BIE, but as an Eastern practice, there is 2000 years of history behind it.” I think this was such a remarkable comment because it shows that he is willing to accept, or at least learn more before criticizing something, even if it is against his fundamental beliefs.

 

  1.      He also acknowledged that I sought a different approach to healing allergies because essentially Western medicine failed me. I would need shots every 3 to 4 weeks which means that every 3 to 4 weeks, I felt shitty. I was like a runny faucet with eyes that itched like crazy. A real treat basically. He acknowledged also that as a doctor, it is frustrating to not be able to find a system that works for a patient. So he completely understood why I would try something different.

 

  1. We joked before I left that I completely caught him off guard and that I rocked his world a little bit. He gave me his card and said he is interested in learning more.  He wants me to send him articles on BIE. His interest may stop at just satisfying the void he has in a lack of knowledge. Or it might be something that he recognizes as another way to treat patients. Who knows.  My point though is we live in a world now where there are many different schools of thought and many different methods. We cannot always keep doing what we were doing because what worked yesterday may not work tomorrow.

 

It takes humility to be able to accept that there are other ways besides your ways that might actually work. It takes a certain maturity to not jump to a conclusion without even investigating and learning. For many of us, we go right to a decision often or right to dismissing something because it is different from what we know or think.

Think of the times that someone comes to you with a pretty big decision or discovery they have made. Think about how intimidating and scary that can be. So think about how unpleasant of an experience that can be if the other person judges right away without even trying to understand.  Not to mention it does nothing for feeling supported or loved and likely, that will be the end of ever discussing that. Why should that matter to you? Here is why (and I know, I will digress a lot).

It is a cycle. When people believe in something or are passionate about something, they WANT to be able to share that and be open about it. Whether it is a new Eastern healing practice or a new business venture or a new hobby. Whatever it is, if there is passion behind it, then that absolutely and completely is a big part of who someone is. To not be able to talk about it out of fear of being judged not only diminishes them as a person, but it can negatively affects relationships.  (Do you know the range of reactions I have gotten when I have told people my ghost stories or how I believe in angels? Think I am going to talk about that again to someone that gives me the she-crazy-look? Hell to the no).

We should all encourage each other to listen and understand our passions, thoughts, methodologies. We do not have to necessarily be a believer in what they believe, but at least for heaven’s sake believe in them. Believe in their character. Believe in their integrity. Believe in their happiness. Believe in wanting to be part of their success.

If You Want It, Manifest It and Make It Happen

I have so many thoughts, ideas, and inspiration percolating in my little Beetltejuice sized head, IT IS INSANE!

I almost did not blog this week (and well I didn’t blog last) because I do not even know how to put on paper (figuratively speaking that is) what my thoughts have been. So I am going to do my very best to share with you where I am at because well, it has taken over my brain. And you should know.

The truth of the matter is I know in my heart that I am meant to be sharing more of myself and my soul with the world. I have so much to give to people that I am only now just really tapping into. (And for the records, ketones has had a big part in that. I finally am doing something where I am getting sincere thanks and gratitude relating to wellness).

I have spent A LOT of time networking over the last few months. Which sidebar, I must acknowledge and THANK all the amazing, supportive people out there. Facebook and social media can be a very powerful tool to connect you with people you would never otherwise have access to. And for that I am so grateful. I am finding validation and guidance from so many of you that I am fortunate to now be in the acquaintance of.

I saw the sign.

It’s no secret I am spiritual. I ask my angels all the time for messages before I go to sleep at night, and I always just expect they will be given in my dreams. That is not always the case. Often we get messages from unexpected people, strangers even. I was looking for guidance on well, what is my purpose in this world? I asked for a clear sign and I got it.  It took me a few days to realize it, but it was there, clear as day. It was in a chat with someone I recently added on Facebook. Signs show up in unexpected places and forms, but never discount them. (And it goes to show that even our angels and guides are keeping up with the technological times!) This sign has lit something in me to really change gears and follow my passion.

All signs point to…

My eyes light up when I talk about CrossFit, fitness and health. There’s such an adrenaline rush when physically working out and then there is also like this crazy mental stimulation when I get to relive and relate to other people.  I have always just thought it was a hobby for me. I am realizing though there is no reason I cannot do more with it than classify it as an interest.

I want to be the one that you go to when you are in a health rut and need someone to motivate you to reach your goals and dreams. I want to be the one who works with you to come up with a plan to get there. I want to be the one that you see as inspiring. I love hearing of your wins and successes and I also love being able to help you overcome challenges.

All signs point to I want to coach. I feel like I have actually known this on some level for years, but I have pushed it down. Far far down.

What I do not know…

What I do not yet know is what I need to do to get there. I have been researching taking different certification programs for coaching. I also should add that I have not yet defined what kind of coach I want to be. I am hesitant to call it a Health Coach because that could mean different things. Health coaches can vary from focusing on nutrition and weight loss to focusing on someone’s overall well- being to a slew of other awesomeness.  I also have been contemplating getting some kind of Personal Training certification to help me be more rounded and possibly able to advise or coach clients. P.S. I am open to suggestions on certifications and courses as while I have been searching, I have not yet found “the one”.

What I also do not know yet is what would my services be? I have gone to career coaches, for examples, whose sessions have varied. Sometimes they are discussions and advice to give me a plan as to how to handle a specific issue. Some have been with tangibles like giving me cards and exercises on developing Performance Plans for my team. So when I think about coaching, what is a session with a client going to look like? Is it to help people come up with a sustainable fitness plan? Is it therapy-ish style? Do I even need to know that right now? I suspect I will figure all that out the further deep  I go.

I suspect that my services may evolve as I learn more about coaching. I am grateful for all the leadership and communication trainings I have taken over the years because I am confident in my abilities to listen and coach. I have learned so much about the importance in choosing my words carefully and about guiding people instead of just immediately problem solving for them. I want to take these skills and apply it to more wellness coaching.

I may be in the early stages of piecing it all together or who knows? Maybe it is closer to coming to fruition than I realize. I am excited to start really jumping into this world to find my niche. I am ecstatic to share this with you as I always welcome the positive vibes I get from you.. So while I research and manifest, stay tuned.

 

 

 

 

You Can’t Run and You Can’t Hide From Birthdays

I recently had a milestone birthday and anyone that knows me, is fully aware I was freaking out about it. Big time. Like heart palpitations kind of freaking out.  Rationally, I know that age is just a number, but emotionally I have a big time hang up about it.  I am a total ageist. It is terrible. And I am working on it. I often find myself falling into thinking people should be doing things at a certain age or not doing things at a certain age. I generalize and stereotype about age far too much (but millennials make it so easy! I kid…) I worry too much about my own age and are my choices appropriate for how old (or young) I am?

So for all the anxiety I had leading up to August 11th, once the day came, I decided to put my big girl pants on. And. Let. It. Go. I spent the weekend in the desert with 5 of the most amazing friends I could ask for, and it made me grateful for them and for all that I have.

Aside from being a tad jealous of 20-year-old girls who can wear sundresses and shirts sans bras while still having their ta-ta’s where they are meant to be… And aside from having an earlier bedtime than teenagers… And aside from defining “sleeping in” to be not waking till 7 am.  I am quite proud of who I am and where I am. In addition to being alive and healthy (which believe me, I am being 100% sincere about that and not sarcastic), here are just a few of the reasons why.

  1. I am grateful to have gotten to where I am through independence, growing pains and integrity. I am proud of my journey. I am proud of my story. And I am not making any excuses for any of them.
  2. Being stronger today than I was when I was half my age and having far more muscles. (Yup, call me arrogant but I damn proud of every muscle I have earned).
  3. That I did not peak in high school and that my best stories and memories do not begin with “when I was 16…”
  4. Not having to cram 4 girls into 1 hotel room. I like my space.
  5. Every year, I become more and more positive. I am grateful to be shedding so much negativity and self-­­ doubt that I have carried through my 20’ and 30’s.
  6. My squad! My squad is the best ever. I am blessed for all the amazing people I surround myself with. No more hanging with people who do not bring out the best in me (or vice versa).

 

  1. I am leaving lucky #7 to be the last because I feel so passionate about it. The biggest thing that differentiates myself from when I was 30 or 20 is the trust I have in myself. The more spiritual work I have done, the more I have come to trust my intuition. I am very much driven when it comes to decisions and people and places based on how I feel. There are plenty of times I have had simple invitations that I had no reason not to oblige other than I was not drawn to it. So I have learned to listen to that. Because sometimes by not being in a place is to save you from something or to put you in another place that is the right place. When something feels forced, it is often because you are not meant to be there. I listen to my intuition and I also release the guilt of following my own path and journey. This is something that took decades to reach.

It is the same deal with who I chose to have in my life.  I have blogged a lot about energy and how important it is to feel the energy around you. To feel what someone else is giving off. To recognize what feels good and what feels negative. And when it is the latter, I have gotten far better at walking away. As I get older and my own journey takes me to unexpected places, I want to share that with people who I am connected to out of love, spirit and mutual respect. As I just turned 40 (I was wondering if I would be able to get through this blog with omitting my actual age, at last I cannot without being inauthentic) and I can feel so much change around me, I have learned to trust myself. To trust that I am moving closer to where I am supposed to be.  To trust that to get there I have to let go. So 40, bring it. I dreaded you for years, but I am now ready to own it. I have far too much pride in who I am to define myself by a number anyways.

 

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Mineral Baths Got Me Like…

Spending time in mineral pools and baths this past weekend did something to stimulate a deeper interest and understanding in what keeps people coming back and making sacrifices to get what they want. I will also cut to the chase as it really is quite simple: how badly do you want it?

My friends and I were comparing our stories of our first times… we each stepped into a CrossFit box. None of us walked in and thought, “Wow, yes this is home! We have found the motherland!” We all felt confused, overwhelmed and intimidated. Warm ups were difficult to follow. Understanding the movements had us like what is happening?  A clean is what? You want me to bring my knees to what? Many people try CrossFit and find it is not for them. So they quietly retreat back into the night. I did not know that CrossFit was for me for probably 6 months. I loved it yes, but I also felt like a fish out of water. So what kept me, and my friends, and other athletes from giving up on CrossFit? What kept us coming back?

What makes me different than someone else? What gives me the motivation to go back that someone else does not have? And while I am predominantly referring to CrossFit in this post, feel free to insert your sport of choice (albeit running, kickboxing, Pilates, etc).

There are so many other components or factors that go into the perfect formula for getting on track:

  • Having stellar coaches who pay attention to you and put you at ease.
  • A supportive community that keeps you accountable and builds camaraderie that draws you in.
  • A box that is logistically feasible to get to.
  • Programming that you can get on board with.
  • Having gorgeous workout clothes (oh wait, that’s just me)

 

But if you do not have the will and the confidence to go back, none of these other factors will be enough to keep you going. Where this is a will there is a way.

As I mentioned earlier, I cannot quite say in all honesty that I really loved CrossFit the first few months. I mean, I did not hate it, but I also do not think I really “got it”. I kept going though. Why? Why did I stay with CrossFit over trying something else or giving up completely?  I had an overpowering desire to get my muscle tone and strength back. I lost so much of it from having a broken foot that I was pretty depressed about having years of hard work reversed in just a few months. I missed being able to run (well I did not actually miss the act of running but I wanted the choice to run to be mental and not a physical limitation). I had that will. I had a taste for what it felt like to be fit and happy in my own skin. I wanted that again. Very badly. And I knew that CrossFit would keep me accountable.

For anyone to keep going, they need to find their own motivation and use it to fuel them. I believe it is different from person to person. It could be that you got a reality check at the doctor’s office. It could be that you found you got winded just playing with your kids. Maybe you have 10 pounds left of baby fat to shed. Whatever your motivation is, you need to have the mental will to implement it. You need to want it badly enough that no excuse is going to interfere. Not even those summer bbq’s or chili dogs at baseball games are going to take you off your course. You have to want to hit your goals, to get healthy far more than you want anything else.

I remember coming out of 2 weeks of Fundies and going to my first “real” CrossFit class. I was completely over stimulated and did not enjoy it one bit. I easily could have declared that CrossFit is terrible and never go back. But I didn’t. I had that passion to keep going and see it through. It is far too easy to have one bad experience and rule the whole damn thing out. Maybe you try one yoga class where you did not like the instructor or the vibe of the class, but you generalize that all yoga sucks. And so you never go back. Well maybe it was just the wrong studio or just the wrong day for you. You should not give up. Go find another one. Same with CrossFit. People often feel like they did not connect with the energy of the class or found one athlete to be arrogant and territorial. Or they thought the programming that day was too difficult or too scary. So they do not return.

hat I suspect is really happening in some cases in my unprofessional, pure speculative opinion is that we often WANT a reason to quit. Because it is so damn hard to be healthy. We know there is no short cut for losing weight or getting healthy. It does not happen overnight.  This is not ground breaking news. Yet, so many people give up and give in without really fighting or what they want.

(Please note, I am by no means insinuating this is 100% of the time. I recognize people may have addictions or illness, for example, that may limit them. This post is not about that population).

It is like when your mom told you as a kid to try asparagus or fish. You stick your tongue out, lick it and say “I don’t like the texture. I can’t eat this.’ It’s the same deal with working out sometimes. We tell ourselves we should try it and do it, but we LOOK for that reason to validate that we should not ever do it again.

That is what distinguishes those who go back, every day, from those who do not. We want it. We want it badly. We may not love it when we are in it but we sure as hell love what CrossFit does for us.