Yes, it's Sunday, two days before Christmas, and I'm blogging.
It's Sunday morning, I'm bored, and I'm avoiding doing the cleaning I need to do before my parents arrive... or the baking... shhhhhh. And I may be watching Home Alone.
Coming to you is another Crossfit post.
The reason I think I love Crossfit isn't because I've just drank the kool-aid. I did have a little sip and I am now looking for perfect minimal shoes but yeah, I also plan on running again soon and biking and all that jazz.
I like Crossfit because I get a group feel while lifting and having someone push me and teach me (even when I roll my eyes when they say to add more weight) means I'm making gains so quickly it astounds me.
When Amy mentioned how she would never be able to box jump, I realized I hadn't done them in awhile. And my last time was a bit of a disaster. Luckily there wasn't any skin broken on my shins, but my pride was frustrated.
Saturday was day 4/4 for me which means no Metcon! I chipped away at my little workout knowing that the last couple things I had to do were probably going to be frustrating: box jumps and double unders.
The double unders were NOT a success today. The coach laughed at me because I definitely slammed the rope down a few times after whipping my forearms.
The box jumps though? Awesome.
2. Okay, so I added a plate.
3. And then I added a higher plate
4. And then I added both and I still may have been able to do a bit more!
I'm very much excited for what the new year brings! My goal? A 20 inch box jump!