Goodmorning, WOD

Today was the first day I got to put my name up on the board.
I am happy everytime I make it through a Crossfit workout! Wish I had been doing this all along, but as my new motto says, 'every thing has prepared me for this', so let's forge ahead and never look back! There's only one direction to go from here, and its blue skies and reaching for rainbows for me!


Its only been a few weeks but I defintly feel stronger already and see a noticable change in my body. Some of the movements still feel akward or unnatural, but that's only because I haven't trained my body to easily execute them yet. Everyday is something new and I am enjoying the learning experience. In a life filled with mind numbing daily activities, dishes, diapers, laundry, lunches, cleaning, cleaning, more cleaning, training for the unknown and unexpecting is the added spontinaiety thats been missing from my life!



Each morning when I wake up I don't know what the WOD whiteboard has in store for me, but I walk in confident I will make it my bitch and even if it makes me its bitch, I am one step closer to being King of the World. Awesome feeling!

Reset Button

I've finally found my ‘Reset’ Button.

I've tried yoga, Zumba, pilates, Bootcamp, personal training, circuit training, meditation, and medication all in the name of relaxation. The elusive 'Happy Place' or state of Zen can now be accessed daily.

All worries and perceived problems are eradicated by my most effective reset button: Crossfit.

No matter what my mood is prior to walking through those doors, when I leave…. RESET. I am suddenly all smiles, sweat, and filled with a fresh outlook on my day. No matter how crappy my mood was before completing a WOD, when I leave I have accomplished something awesome and positive moving me one step closer each day to my dreams. Corny and cliché maybe, but I feel good. Better than good.

No matter how my day is going or what I’ve had to schedule or deal with logistics wise in order to just physically get there, when I am done with days work out, my mood for the remainder of the entire day has improved.

One of the reasons’s I like the 5:00am class is because I can awake first thing from my vast adventures in dreamland and in less than 1 hour my blood is pumping, my body is moving, bending, stretching, pushing closer to the desired range of motion our bodies were designed to move in. Nothing else exists or really matters in that moment but what you are doing right then. Everything else has been moved to the grey matter of the brain for 45min-1hr and by the time its over, you’ve sweated out whatever nagging subconscious issue had been bothering you before.

Brave people take the time out of their ridiculously hectic schedules to congregate in a common place to kick their own ass for one magic moment in time. Nobody really gives a fuck where you came from or how you got there, what matters is right now. I haven’t felt so alive in a long time, if ever.

I’m pushing my body past that invisible line separating me from my limitations. It suddenly doesn’t exist, or at least I love chipping away at it on a regular basis! So now that I’ve thrown myself over the edge of mental barriers and daily break personal records on just exactly what I can push my body to do, my natural inquisitiveness has triggered an internal investigation to see how much more I can do.

It’s not a matter of if. It’s a matter of how hard I train to get to the when (win?).

Most of the time I’m fine with this pace. Each day feeling and seeing right before my eyes improved strength, flexibility, and endurance. Sometimes I get frustrated by the pace of my progress, wanting so badly to just be able to do a WOD as prescribed and not modify, or hop up on the pull up bar without bands.

So I’m also learning the value of patience.

I’m not going anywhere, so I might as well squat low and enjoy the ride.

'Sweating' With the Enemy?

It's a stormy, cold morning in June, a dark contrast to the early summer heat wave previously opressing enjoyment of outdoor activites so early in the season. My stomach has butterflies. I dreamt of this last night. I can't help but to wonder what kind of omen the odd, forboding weather is today.

I sit in the parking lot staring at a big brick wall with a huge winking smiley face.

A smile and a wink.... that's gotta be some sign of encouregment, right?

("Or is it mocking you???" The bitch which resides inside my brain asks)

I know this is what I want to do and all my trials and tribulations over the past year- my whole life!- have lead to this point.

But the naysayer inside still has a tiny voice in the back of my mind.

"What are you doing here? Just go home."

The rain stops and I see the sun winking at me now somewhere behind the disappearing whispy rain clouds.

Its time to shut that bitch up!

I run inside and as my assment is set to start, the sky darkens again and the building rumbles with thunder.

"See, I told you so! Even Mother Nature knows you don't belong here. Crossfit is BRUTAL. You can't do this.... "

The voice mixes and multiplies with the others who doubt my abilities, who don't believe in me anymore.

But there's that word again..... CAN'T.

It evokes the fire in my belly. The fuel I need to forge ahead and fight for respect. I am tired of being underestimated, counted out.

Can't never could, but I can. I will. I already am.

I've stalled in the bathroom long enough. I move from the mirror to the dark, gray, slightly stifling tiny washroom with a window blocked by bars. I actually laugh and become slightly giddy when I see the final sign I need releasing me from my frozen moment of fear and doubt.

Right there, taped at eye level to the wall, printed out in black and white and faded teal ink just for me to see at this moment in time is my new motto.....

Time to do work, bitches. Watch this......

Breaking Up Is Hard To Do

Relationships evolve.

Sometimes in a way that facilitates growth, other times, change leaves once happy connections behind as a casualty of evolution.

Ending a relationship, whether it is with your boyfriend, best friend, family member, hairdresser, doctor, counselor, coach or trainer can be awkward when you leave having mostly fond feelings for the person left behind. When you will always have love and appreciation for the person themselves, it’s difficult to sever ties professionally or personally with someone you generally think positively of. There may be no other good reason for you leaving other than the time to move on having arrived in your life.

Everything may appear perfect in pictures or look appealing on paper, but inside one of the parties, a tide has shifted. It may have shifted slowly, a distant pang of progression quietly egging you to move on. Sometimes a sudden nasty disagreement can be the catalyist for change and the aftermath of shock and disappointment often knocks the unaware off their feet when one-sided unhappiness is revealed.

Classic 'It's not you, it’s me'.

But when the time for change has come, however the motivation to move on is delivered, take the opportunity to hop aboard a new adventure train and don’t look back with regret.

When you know in your heart it’s over, but hang on in the hope that things will go back to the way they used to be, you're inevitably setting yourself up for failure.

Nothing in life will ever be the way it used to be. Sticking around past the point of personal promotion undercuts the natural drive to succeed and will only lead to more unhappiness.

In more than one situation in my life recently, the question has arose how long is one indebted to the person who helped save them or drastically improved their quality of life? How long does a person stick around a less than ideal situation before allowing themselves to move on to the next phase and really be happy? Do you just continue a partnership or marriage because you feel loyalty to the person or union? Cling onto an extremely sincere feeling of gratitude to a previous feeling from a past situation that is now over and done?

What do you do when your present has surpassed the past?

Move onto to now.

Then is already over and when may never be.

A new motto has presented itself: 'Now is right on time.'

I saw this saying on the internet and though its painful and scary to move on, I’m not going to fret over wasted time or feelings of regret that I should have moved on sooner or done more to salvage a broken relationship. 　

"Your journey has molded you for your greater good, and it was exactly what it needs to be. Don't think that you've lost time. It took each and every situation you have encountered to bring you to the now. And now is right on time."

Amen, God Bless, and good riddance!

New era of growth, hope, and change here we come, right on time…..