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Food became fuel for my body to perform better during workouts, and things began to change.
We all have stories to tell about our bodies, and while mine is not so different from others, it is uniquely mine. So, let’s talk about the body.
I’m 44 years old, perimenopausal, and tired all the time. When I discovered CrossFit, I had just turned 41 and was 25 pounds overweight.
I’ve always worked out to maintain a good mood and avoid throat-chopping people. Working outwas a habit I developed from my teen years onward. Working out has always been a part of my life, whether I was lifting weights in the garage, running—because it was free—or taking the family to the YMCA. However, my previous workout routines weren’t effective anymore, and what once worked for me in my twenties and thirties no longer did.
Eventually, I reached a point where I didn’t care anymore and began to accept that life was changing. Yet, a nagging feeling grew inside me, and my brow furrowed. That was not an attitude I liked to indulge for long.
Not long after, I saw some people running around what looked like a new shop. The sign read “Side Yard CrossFit.” I didn’t know much about CrossFit, but it was only five minutes from my house, so I decided to call and inquire about personal training—because I am a bit of a scaredy-cat. Before I knew it, I found myself standing in a room full of athletes, wondering what the hell I had gotten myself into.
I started personal training for three months until I got laid off, and then it was off to group classes for me. That is when I fell in love with Olympic lifting, HIIT workouts, and the support from all those individuals with whom I tramua bond with our shared experiences each day. It may not sound like a glowing recommendation for CrossFit, but that’s not the point.
Over the following months, I watched my body change in ways I had never seen before. I’m stronger than ever, and my endurance is outstanding. I have more definition now than I did in my twenties.
Am I an Rx athlete? No, not at all. I scale my workouts all the time. Even as a coach, I don’t feel the need to push myself to the brink; instead, I focus on getting stronger and faster.
"Don't stop smiling, the world needs beautiful things."
Here we are at the starting line for my first 50k ever. This fabulous human next to me is a beast. She is the Spartan Queen triple weekender that motivates all the ladies at our box to step it up and set goals. Amy is a fantastic woman and an excellent con-artist. She guilted me into running it with her, saying it would be fun spending the day together by the river. Running a 50k is never fun.
But for her, I would do about anything, so here I am the biggest sucker of the year. Amy is currently taking applications for next years sucker because it will NOT be me.
An ultra had been on my bucket list for about 8 years. I have officially checked it off and never want to do it again. I hated my full marathon I ran in 2013, and I was younger. I’m not sure why I thought I’d enjoy running farther. Just happy to have the experience.
Amy or I couldn’t have made it through this long day of running if it weren’t for my fantastic Husband, Jason. He was ready at every checkpoint with drinks, mole skin, and clean socks. He was our cheerleader and my tough Navy chief that told me to suck it up upon the arrivle of my tears. Say, “You trained, now get back to running.”
Thank you for shoving me back onto the course and abruptly leaving so I couldn’t jump into the truck and quit. I really felt the love… Love.
After 13 miles, Amy and I split up; she is a faster runner than I am. I appreciated that she ran the first half with me, but I was happy to see her kick up so dust. I didn’t want to hold her back for the entire race. Here we are at the end. I didn’t die, but it was a grinder mentally and physically. Amy finished 40 minutes before me.
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