Three years ago this November I walked into CFBG the most out of shape and heaviest I had ever been. About five months before I had my third child (Scarlett) by C-Section. Throughout my pregnancy there were major issues with nausea which I “cured” with eating carbs, on top of not being allowed to workout because of cervical issues. My first thought after being tired of wearing maternity pants when I was no longer pregnant, was to go back to a popular weight loss program I used after my middle child/second son (Gavin, 9). The weight loss program worked.
However, I never felt “healthy”. Now with three kids (including my oldest Luke, 12), I needed something that would help me set an example to my children that it’s important to take care of yourself. Additionally, working full time and having a husband that travels often for his job, I wanted a workout that I would feel the effects of even on the days I couldn’t make it to class – biggest bang for your buck, I guess you could say. For the busy moms out there – be patient. Small progress, is still progress. At first I would squeeze in class when I could. Now, my very supportive hubby (Scott) will ask every weekend when I’m going, not if, so we can plan out the week.
I thought I was dying after my first class – and I was hooked. Challenge is never something that I back down from, but something I try to rise to. Every crossfit class is a challenge against myself – to run faster, climb higher, lift heavier. Surprisingly, while everyone in the box is rising to their own challenge, CFBG is the most encouraging place I have ever been. The encouragement and support is my favorite part of CFBG; without this, I would have a hard time “getting out of my own head”. For example, box jumps used to scare me to death. Standing in front of a hard, tall, sharp-edge box that you expect me to jump on?! No way! I would picture myself slamming face-first every time. Those that weren’t around in those beginning days would never know – box jumps are one of my favorites now! I overcame this fear after Coach Jo held my hand for every single box jump of my first Filthy Fifty workout. (That’s 50 sweaty-palmed box jumps people!)
It would be easy to write all day about the wonderful experiences and people at CFBG, but when it comes down to it – I love who I’ve become. I love that at pushing 37, I’m the strongest I’ve ever been. I love carrying my 100 lb 10 year old up 16 stairs to bed (30 if he’s in the basement). I love when my kids jump up in my arms demanding, “Practice your squats, mom!” I love showing my daughter that strong is the new skinny, and skinny doesn’t always equal healthy. I love when my boys come to CFBG and see me persevere even when class is tough – and it’s always tough! I love rising to the challenge and setting new goals. Once I had a goal of being able to do box jumps, this year I am challenging myself to conquer the evil double unders, join the triple digit club with snatches, to deadlift 300 lbs, complete handstand push-ups without a mat, and to keep my nutrition in check – consistently.
The past three years I’ve accomplished more physically, and become more mentally confident than I could have ever imagined. Thank you to the coaches and athletes for the last three years – here’s to the next 30!