With every step out of my comfort box, I feel like I am shedding the old me. Perhaps it’s because walking down the stairs since Monday’s first CrossFit class feels like agony. And now that I’ve entertained at the second class (because, let’s face it – a 50 year old woman who’s never worked out really in a gym is a riot to watch!), I’m pooped. Beyond tired.
But man oh man – I’m smiling because I feel like the encrusted layers of the old me, like scales on a dragon, are falling off. Because I’m trying something new, something I would have never dared before when I was married. My Ex was very fit when we were married and lifted weights etc. and spent a lot of time at the gym.
I attended a little jazzercise here and there and some circuit training (lite for women only) and that was enough for me. So to go all out and be in a gym that looks like a mechanic’s garage (except cleaner) with all sorts of people ranging from the exceptionally muscular to little ol’ me? Well, that’s a leap in the right direction I think!
We did what they referred to as a meathead workout today. Like a deer caught in the headlights, I watched as people did push ups upside down against a wall with their feet sometimes touching the wall and sometimes not. Then we lifted weights, bench press style. I was stunned to see women who weren’t looking like Ms. Olympia, lifting gigantic weights! Sexist I guess, but I wasn’t as surprised by the men who were able to lift even more weight. Of course, me? Well, it was only the 15 lb metal bar itself because I’m taking it slowly. I got in the reps required so I feel like win – win, especially because I kept my form properly.
Lastly, I don’t even know what they called it, but essentially we raised our bodies using only our arms. Like sitting on a couch, without the couch and holding our body weight with our hands along side of us, clutching these bars. Well, proudly I held that stance for 20 seconds a few rounds, but after that, it was all downhill as my muscles tired.
I am sure I am going to be sore tomorrow and the next day. Now it won’t just be my legs which are sore, it will be my upper body too. I guess I need to stock up on Advil. That’s what you’re supposed to take, right? Oh and maybe a bubble bath with Epsom salts to help scrub off more of those dragon scales! I’m embracing life’s changes! Come join me!