Successful CrossFit Class

I'm happy to report that it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. The workout was:

• Warm-up: 2 laps around the parking lot (400 m), 5 ring rows, some stretching
• 400 m run
• 25 wall balls (I used 8 lbs)
• 25 push presses (I used 15 lbs per hand)
• 200 m run
• 20 wall balls (same as above)
• 20 push presses (same as above)
• 100 m run
• 10 wall balls (same as above)
• 10 push presses (same as above)

I know that my FitnessBlender workouts were a key part to me making it through the workout today, and tee hee, I even beat my sister. Usually, she's the athletic one. She's gotten out of her CrossFit routine since coming back home, but is hoping to jump back into things soon. The co-owner of this gym is a classmate from middle/high school, so it's nice to already know someone there.

What I thought was really amazing was that there were people in there that were older. For example, the co-owner's parents were there doing the workout too. One of the older women came over to me and Julie after the workout and asked if we had done CrossFit before because we were doing a great job. Aw, yay, positivity! She was really killing it too. I asked her how long she had been working out at the gym and she said 2 years, but she did some private lessons with the co-owner so that she would know how to do things correctly and "be brave enough to go to class." I wouldn't join this gym because I'm already paying for a gym membership. I think Julie is going to bite the bullet (I hope she does) and she mentioned something about punch cards so one can take individual classes instead of doing a membership. I would totally do that.

As promised, Julie and I went to Five Guys afterwards and got cheeseburgers and I tacked on a cherry milkshake.  It was totally worth it because the workout was pretty taxing. Then we went to the mall because Julie wanted to go to Old Navy (she ended up getting a pair of jeans. I was looking at a set of earrings, but decided against it).

One thing that I didn't think was cool was a conversation that I had with Mom before going to Old Navy. I told her that I had been working out a lot more lately and flexed a bicep. She touched my tricep, as if to say that it's got a ways to go. Gee, thanks.  I told her that clothes were fitting better, as I lifted up my shirt. She touched my stomach and said "Hm, still soft."  o_0  I didn't even know what to say. I wanted to say, "Are you serious?! Do you have any idea what it took to even get to this point?! Have you nothing encouraging to say?!"

I think I ended up just laughing it off, but I'd be lying if I said that that didn't sting a little. Unless you're competing for something or dealing with some serious physical ailment, yes, it's going to be soft. In that moment, I felt somewhat deflated. I thought that was pretty f***ed up.

I have to remember that a) progress is progress, no matter how slow or small, b) no one can take away your accomplishments unless you let them, and c) it's far better to rely on self-validation instead of external validation. Guess I won't be sharing any workout updates with her for a while. Sheesh.

To end on a brighter note, I got an Etsy sale today. I'll be shipping an origami elephant card to Kansas on Monday. :)