13 Days of CrossFit, "the Fuck girl", and Algebra...

Okay, so I'm 13 days into my newly found love of CrossFit. The last few WOD's (Workout of the Day) have literally kicked my ass. Yesterday my lower back finally succumbed to the constant torture I've been putting it through. Did some dead lifts and some shoulder presses yesterday and one burpee into the main WOD.... POP.... my lower back ate shit. For the rest of the day I felt most comfortable slouched in the shape of the letter "U". Standing up is almost impossible and the pain shooting through my sciatic nerves has my blood pressure boiling. At the same time, I am equally frustrated that today's WOD will be next to impossible to complete. LOL! Yes, I'm still going to CrossFit. Not even a broken back will stop me. My Coach will give me something productive to do for an hour....I'm certain of this. Today is better. The pain is probably a 5 on a scale of 1 to 10. Yesterday it was a 9. There is no way I'm staying home today and missing my LUNCH BOX WOD. I do understand the difference between being sore and being injured though. I'm loving CrossFit, as I think most of you already know. My friend, Lisa, who I now refer to as "The Fuck Girl" is a constant source of happiness for me during our workouts together. That girl makes me laugh. Let me explain.... The most challenging WOD so far was on Tuesday. I was introduced to "Wall Balls", "Wall Ball Sit Ups" and "Box Jumps".  Lisa worked out next to me. We did 35 Wall Balls followed by 45 Wall Ball Sit Ups and then 35 more Wall Balls.... that wasn't all...there was more shit in there (Box Jumps and more...), but I chose to delete all of that from my brain to ensure I don't end up HATING CrossFit. Anyway... I wasn't counting, but Lisa probably said "Fuck" about 800 times. She burned about 14 calories just by saying, whispering, yelling, mouthing the word..."FUCK!". I burned 3 calories laughing at her. At one point I heard her say, "Fuck, I've never said fuck so fucking much in a fucking work out in my entire fucking life. Fuck... oh, Fuck...Fuck!". That pretty much sums up my mutual feelings for CrossFit in just the first 13 days. FUCK. What a challenge. I FUCKING LOVE IT! I'm getting better on my knowledge. Thank you Google. I thought the girls were "snatches" and the guys were "jerks" until a comprehensive Google search straightened me out on much of the lingo and abbreviations of this cult I've been forced to join. I took pictures on March 1st and plan on taking the same set each 30 days. So here's the beginning of a tough and challenging journey ahead for me. Everybody starts somewhere. I'm super excited to see what happens. Hopefully some strengthening of this old back will take place and help me become stronger and more capable of lifting some serious weight. I wasn't able to run today, so that has me a little bummed too. It's frustrating being so excited and motivated about something and now not being able to go 100%. UGH. Setbacks. I'll get there. I'm stronger than I think. Lastly, let's address those BOX JUMPS. What the fuck is that all about? LOLOLOL! "The Fuck Girl" LOVES box jumps. HAHAHAHA! She interupted our Coach's WOD explanation to let him know that 1 box jump would be a new PR for her....we did 30. LMFAO. I told "The Fuck Girl" after CrossFit that Box Jumps were like the Algebra of CrossFit. When the fuck are you going to use that skill? In all my years of living I've never seen ANYBODY perform that skill out in the general population of the real world. Just imagine people BOX JUMPING onto a fucking city bus for a moment.... SEE!?! Stupid, right?!? ALGEBRA.

xoxo,
CW