Petrified. Unfit. Heavy.
Crossfit is challenging.
Am I crazy to think I can do this?
Oh God, I’m cray!
Google side effects of soreness.
Read about rhabdo. Freaked out. Started thinking about possibly backing out.
Dizzy when lifting heavy. Saw stars.
Painful. Sore for days.
Petrified to step into the gym again.
Old. Heavy. Slow.
Slowest to finish. Yet, I finished each and every work out.
Found out I’m not a quitter.
I knew that already, but Crossfit reminded me that I’m a badass.
I freeze out of fear before each workout.
I can’t think of anything, even though people are talking.
I hear nothing but my own thoughts.
Extroverted on camera, introverted while Crossfitting.
Someone said, “Welcome here. Where our warmup is your workout.”
So scared of the warmups I can’t talk. She was right.
We do these walking lunges, bear crawls, duck walks, you name it.
My workouts used to only be the warmups.
For Crossfit, warmups are regular people’s workouts. Then we go into strength training. Then the WOD.
WOD – workout of the day. But I knew that from my Crossfit friends in Asia.
Found out I’ve been undereating for years. Spoke to my coach. Got it straightened out.
People are nice and supportive.
I wish I can repay the encouraging speak, but I feel slowtard unworthy to speak when I’m mindblown.
My self-motivation mantras for the first month:-
Everyone started somewhere.
Rome wasn’t built in a day.
I’ll get stronger.
Just do what you can to the best of your ability.
Go at your own pace, don’t pressure yourself too much.
Notables for the first month:-
Wow, I am stronger than I think.
Finishing all the workouts gives me this awesome sense of achievement.
Dropped 10% body fat.
This Crossfit thing is grueling, but so rewarding.
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