All the Things Crossfit Didn’t Teach Me


Two nights ago Pai and I were inspired by an Instagram video I saw of a couples work out and we tried it. Yesterday I couldn’t figure out why my abs were so sore and we realized that the three reps we did of this workout actually made me sore the next day which means I seriously need to work out more. Pai has requested I not post the video of us doing this work out because it would embarrass him. And me. I’m weak. Anyway, trust us – it was super cool. It even motivated me enough to go to the gym tonight. I think I’m finally getting out of the January Slumps, so it’s time to start strength training for that half I’m running in 5 months. I would say it’s time to start running for that half I’m running in 5 months but it’s 9° outside today and Nina has a strict rule where she doesn’t get out of bed in that kind of weather. Unless it’s for work. Because we have to keep the heat on.

So I’m watching all these Instagram videos, right? And these cross fitters crop up. Now my co-worker is a cross fitter and I always want to stay on her good side because she’s the kind of person I would need to defend me in a bar fight. We don’t go to bars. Nor do we fight. But you get what I’m saying. This girl is intense. So intense she eats chicken and spinach for breakfast. Meanwhile I’m bringing in these cinnamon muffins I made yesterday that were actually supposed to be donuts but I don’t have a donut pan so that’s a whole ‘nother story #datedayfail.

I’m not going to lie, I make fun of crossfit a lot sometimes. Everyone is so intense! And they all do handstands. Why? But I’m only mocking them because I want to be like them, and be strong like them. Let’s face it, though. I’m not dedicated enough to wake up at 5am to do a 2 hour work out. Give me a 5 mile run and we’ll call it a day.

I’m not ever going to be that person with that crazy strong looking back with the longhorn and all.

I don’t know if I could take a video of every. single. workout I did and post it to the Insta. If not for the sheer fact that we all know my videos don’t get as many likes as my photos, it would be embarrassing to see me lift the bar. Because I can’t even lift the weight circle thingies on the end.

And I’m just not confident to run around in my sports bra. One time I did run in my sports bra in my hometown (mistake) on a trail and I immediately felt exposed and sinful when I ran past this old man. Then I was like – what if that man works with my dad? Or worse, goes to my church? It was enough to give me the heebie jeebies to put my shirt back on. I’ll just be soaked in sweat. It’s fine.

So basically, I can’t do crossfit. I’m not extreme enough. But I am going to go to the school’s wellness center after work before I go eat Chickfila for dinner and do a circuit with all the cool college kids I may or may not have recruited.

Expect an Instagram tonight of me in a shirt and a mirror selfie. 

Don’t forget! Next Tuesday, January 26th: The Frosty Link Up

The link up with The Blogging Elite, sporting a title so lame because I’m off my blogging game.

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