Early on in my blog I wrote a brief post about doing CrossFit in the Bon4. It truly was a learning experience for me in that I had always asked to not have to work out while locked up. In this instance, MrsL was out of town and since there was no real emergency I didn’t use the key. The workout went like all of the other workouts…it kicked my ass…but there were no issues from doing the WOD (workout of the day) in the Bon4.
Over the summer due to no reason other than I let some of the “old me” creep in I stopped working out. Yeah, we had some family drama that distracted me and there has been business travel but all in all I could have HELL I should have kept doing CrossFit.
Well, tonight I swallowed my pride and went back to my box for a Steelheart encased workout. I am glad to report no issues. I don’t know why I thought there would be issues but there weren’t. Granted, the first 5-10 minutes of the warm up when we were pushing sleds all over the field behind the box or doing jumping jacks or burpees I had that little twinge of “is this thing slipping off right now…” but a subtle check found everything still securely in place. The compression shorts help quite a bit but it was all right where it was supposed to be. I thought maybe the PA ring rattling inside the tube would be heard…who was I kidding? If you have ever been to a CrossFit box you know the music makes the WOD.
So, I am back on the road to getting back in shape. The coach and co-owner I really like was leading the class and told me to ease back into it. In his words, “slow and easy to knock the rust off ” and that is what I did. Strength training tonight was sumo deadlifts 3 rounds of 8 with light weight working on form. Then the WOD: 20 AMRAP (as many rounds as possible) of 20 KB swings, 20 OH Sit ups, 20 Wall balls, 50 yard suitcase carry each arm, finishing with 20 Goblet squats. This was supposed to be a partnered workout but there were only 9 in class which made it perfect for me to again take things slow, methodical, and grind. My coach cut me off at 10 minutes since I did not have a partner, meaning I didn’t get the few seconds of recovery while my partner did the exercise. All in all, I feel great but know that all of the damn leg work will mean I will struggle to get out of bed in the morning. Thank goodness for epsom salt!!
Well, now I am back on the road to a better me…physically. I am glad to have taken that first step again.