I am going to be up front with this right now: this blog post might not be comprehensible because I have abandoned all of my regular eating rules for the last two days which has resulted in a near-constant stomach ache and fuzzy brain. Pretty much nothing in my body feels right.
Anyways – if you traveled to this webpage from my facebook, you likely know that I won the Biggest Loser competition at work! Hooray! 2 months of super disciplined eating and regular CrossFit attendance was definitely challenging, but completely worth it. How were my results, you ask? Pretty darn good, I think so.
BEFOREWEIGHT: 153 BODY FAT: 32.1% WAIST: 28″ BELOW BELLY BUTTON (PUDGE):37″ HIPS: 39.5″ THIGH: 22.5″
AFTERWEIGHT: 141.5 BODY FAT: 26.6% WAIST: 27″ PUDGE: 35.8″ HIPS: 39″ THIGH: 20.5″
I was super happy with my measurements and the way my body is looking. I was actually surprised I lost any inches off my thighs at all, because I was genetically gifted with the flattest butt in the universe (shout out to my mom for that one) and CrossFit has really turned that around for me. Seriously. Sometimes I catch a glimpse of my rear end in the mirror and I’m like: I can’t believe that belongs to me!
So, in the diet arena, the rules I had for myself were pretty simple. Lean protein with every meal, 4 or more servings of vegetables daily, no refined or processed or packaged foods, no added sugars of any kind (honey and agave included). And no more weekend cheats. I had 1 cheat day (on the anniversary of my mother’s passing) and 2 cheat meals over the entire course of the competition. And as difficult as that was, sometimes, I actually felt awesome. As evidenced by how crappy I feel today.
The other integral part of my victory was definitely CrossFit. And here is a little love story about how the girl who scoffed at CrossFit became converted in less than two months.
I was always a little put off by CrossFit. Probably because everyone I knew who did it was extraordinarily intimidating. We’re talking about the fittest-looking people I’ve ever encountered. And for anyone who doesn’t know about this, I have a hard time when I feel inferior. I like to be the smartest, funniest, prettiest girl in the room. It’s a sickness, I know. So when Chris told me to come with him to CrossFit, I grimaced and whined. But I knew it would help me get to where I wanted to be, considering the reason I didn’t want to go is because I wasn’t anywhere near as fit as the CrossFitters I knew and I was afraid of being harshly judged for my inadequacy.
So I went for my free workout. It involved wall burpees. There is nothing I hate more than burpees. And then they added a wall to that hatred. When we finished our 15-minute AMRAP, my face was pinker than it had been in months. But no one made fun of me for doing box dips instead of ring dips. In fact, everyone had been encouraging and nice. And, much to my surprise, there was a whole range of people with different fitness levels and abilities there. The next day I was sore in muscles that I didn’t even know were utilizable. And I couldn’t wait to go back.
I found that my original perceptions only sort of aligned with reality. My first misconceptions: only the super-fit (and super-crazy) do CrossFit. In reality, there are people of all fitness levels scaling the workouts to make it work for them. And if you’re willing to throw yourself in and throw the words “I can’t” out the window, you can make progress and gain fitness confidence more quickly than you can imagine. Although I am no master CrossFitter, I have seen measurable improvements in the two short months I’ve been going. Most notably, I started out doing 16″ box jumps and last week I completed my first WOD on the 24″ box! And I front squatted 85 pounds two weeks ago, a marked improvement from the struggle I had with 35 pounds my first week. Basically: CrossFit isn’t just for the super-fit — it will just make you super-fit. My stomach is even starting to flatten out (lady abs, here I come!)
Another major misconception I had was that the trainers (some of whom I already knew) would be intense and intimidating and/or think I was pretty pathetic because I had so much to learn and a lot of room for improvement. In reality, they’ve all been incredible. I’ve been in a class at least once with each of them, and they each bring something different to the table with their personality. I’ve learned something useful and important from each of them. And the trainer that I thought would be the most terrifying to work (coughBrandycough) with has actually turned out to be my favorite. (Should I say that on my blog? . . . you guys are all favorites!). Although there are days where I’m the last one who finishes or the one with the lightest weight in my class, it doesn’t really bother me. As long as I know that I’m pushing myself, I feel like I do something every single day that I can be proud of. And although I still get a fair bit of correction on my form, I also know that I’m getting a little bit better with every WOD I complete.
And here is the unexpected bit: I love it. I love that every day brings a different challenge. I love that I can’t think or worry about something else and my brain is marvelously free of stress (other than don’t drop the barbell on your head) for the length of the workout. I love that I always feel better, stronger and happier after I finish. I love that other people encourage me when I struggle or congratulate me when I do more than I thought I could. In short, I love not only CrossFit itself, but also the community.
And based on my contest win and the fact that I can’t wait to get back to it on Monday, I believe this is just the beginning of a beautiful friendship.