Crossfit: My new job

It was obvious from my last blog that I was absolutely batshit crazy about my new discovery of CrossFit. If you didn't get that then you should stop what you're doing right now and hold plank for a minute. In fact, to say I was "batshit crazy" about CrossFit might be a HUGE understatement. I'm borderline obsessed and I've only been twice. Simmer down Whatley! Today I returned to CrossFit Tidal Wave here in gorgeous, government subsidized, Galveston. Following my second session I had an EASY decision to make. Of course I joined! I'm really looking forward to unleashing my inner athlete. I feel kinda jipped on some experiences in life that I missed out on because of my sexual orientation. I would have thoroughly participated in team sports through school had I not been so damn uncomfortable being me. I'm not sure why I was so scared. After middle school I just stopped sports. I was a damn good baseball player and equally good at basketball. When I started to develop sexually I just felt very uncomfortable around other guys. I couldn't quite wrap my head around what was "wrong" with me. Whatever it was, it made me stay out of sports and join (and excel *State Champ) at other homo activities (LOL) like Band, Choir and Drama. It was easy to hide there. I wasn't judged. It was awesome. But deep down inside I always wished I was an athlete. Trust me, it takes TONS of stamina, brain power and athleticism to carry a 30lb snare and march a show, but I wanted to be a part of something that was MORE physical and more athletically demanding and challenging. As an adult I found my way into a gay softball league in Houston and really feel like I had made up for some lost time and missed opportunities from earlier in my life. I really embraced it. I even won the league's MVP playing shortstop one season and finished in the top 10 at the NAGAAA Softball World Series! Strange group that softball league and I finally figured them out.... They were all like me, too gay and afraid to play team sports in high school, so here's our redemption....this gay softball league!!! Now we all get to be masculine jocks!!!! LMFAO!!! That made for a very interesting dynamic that was both tremendously exciting and toxic at the same time. It wasn't for me! Shortly after, I escaped from the "gay" league and ventured into the City of Houston league circuit and played there for 4 years until finally winning it all! A very proud moment for me as there are 450 registered teams in Houston. I stopped Softball for awhile and pursued my new endeavor of drag/stand-up comedy. Had a running show at a local hot STRAIGHT night club, got my mug up on Last Comic Standing and opened a self-named restaurant in Houston's gay district. Life was good, but something was missing. The athlete in me was missing something. I wanted to play ball, but couldn't afford the risk of an injury as Anita Bump. The struggle was real. I eventually threw risk of injury out the window and started a team with some of my bartenders and crew from the club. They were ALL straight boys. The drag queen was the only one who ALWAYS hit the ball over the fence though! LMFAO! They loved it! I guess what I'm getting at here is that there has always been an athlete inside of me. It's in there. I think there's a little athlete in all of us....ok, maybe not ALL of us, but you feel me. I've kind of been floating around for the last few years .... LOST. I became a runner. I did a marathon...an ultra-marathon. I've signed up for two more in 2016. I love it. There's a lot going on in this head and I love running and sorting it all out. Even with all of my running, there was still something missing. I tried BeachBody workouts. I loved them. I became a distributor. I used to be a distributor for AdvoCare as well, so it was natural to help people with the tools of BeachBody. Like everything else I do in life, it got old. Stale. Sometimes the motivator needs some motivation of their own. I've finally found that motivation in my newest addiction: CrossFit. I'm hooked. I'm in for the long haul. I'm viewing this like my new job. I started last Thursday and shit starts getting REAL tomorrow (today). I'm committed to attending M-F. My goal is to make the WOD M-F. Saturdays I average a walk of 13 miles and Sundays I will sleep. LOL! I'm also incorporating a nutrition plan that will net me some physical results. It's not going to be easy, but it's my job. I owe this to myself. This time it really is for ME. I will continue to use my blog to chronicle my journey. It's not gonna be pretty. I'm certain there will be days when I fail, but that's what this journey is about. Finding me. You have to fail A LOT to find yourself. That's what life is...finding yourself. Finding your niche. Doing what you love and what makes you GLOW. Right now it's CrossFit and I'm extremely excited to get this train moving! I'll get some pics up soon so that there is some "starting" pics as reference. I can't wait to visit this entire experience and journey in 6 months and see where I am. I better get some sleep so I can CRUSH my WOD!!!! If you take anything from this.... GO FOR IT! Don't think anymore....DO. If you want something, go get it. Don't let some petty bullshit hold you back. We say it a lot, but LIFE IS TOO SHORT. You get one shot at this. Don't you want to reach your full potential ???!!! I do...and I will!

Xoxo,

CW