Wanna know what I royally suck at?

Running.

And no, I'm not talking about the kind of running like you do from your problems. I'm good at that.

Running running. Like for fun. Or for health. I know, it's dumb. I've always hated it. And really sucked at it.

Can we talk about motivational pictures?

 

I don't know who created this, but they're crazy. Straight up. These pictures in no way shape or form make me wanna run. Like at all.

I hate panting for a breath. And that stingy feeling I get on my side after so long.

When we had to run for a grade in school, I'd totally cheat. Cut corners. Skip laps. They never knew. Or maybe they did. Whatever I passed.

I know what does make me wanna run, though.



Senior pics, 2010

Bad pictures of myself.

Ew.

You know. The ones that make you look like you have 12 chins. Or hips as wide as Texas. Been there, done that, too, many, times.

About three years ago, I had a very rude awakening. AKA looked in the mirror.

I'd previously been in a relationship for awhile, and ate fast food regiously. But finally, I was single. And boy was I ready to mingle.

"Do I really look like that?" I can remember saying when I seen pictures of myself.

I knew it was time to change.

Then, I found Crossfit.
 

It's only appropriate that Camille Leblanc-Bazinet reps my love for the sport.

She's a total badass. Totally chic. Super gorgeous. And wicked strong.
(plus she's Canadian and I'm a sucker for those accents.)

ANYWAYS

Crossfit- Whoa. I loved it. Workouts were different EVERY time, I got to olympic lift (I competed when I was 12) and it was crazy fun. Not to mention the hotties.

I had found a new sport. And I also found out that there were actual competitions.

Say no more. I began working out excessively. Joined all kinds of twitter groups, made a sh*t ton of friends, and even got to meet some of them at the 2012 Crossfit North Central Regionals in Chicago. Talk about motivating.


At the regional with some of the amazing people from CF Omaha

When I got home, I created so many unrealistic goals for myself that a short few months later I found myself quitting crossfit and staring face to face with an eating disorder.

Not cool.

A little over a year later, its still been a struggle getting back in the groove. I gained a lot of my weight back, and have even worse self esteem issues.

But yesterday, I started something new, and decided I'd track my progress here. 

WOD 1 from Mamma Crossfit 30 day challenge Check it out here 

It was:

4 ROUNDS

Run/walk 400 meters

15 Squats

10 Pushups

20 KB swings 35#

26:45

See, I told you I suck at running. Takes me forever. I'm like a damn turtle.

Touche Mamma Crossfit.

Today, I'm a tiny bit sore, but I'm excited to continue working hard.

Thank goodness there's no more running this week. But there is a billion burpees. Awesome.

No I mean it, I love burpees. Ok well I don't hate them.



You heard him.

I get to spend my day bored at work. So I will be working on this damn blog, because it's overriding my brain on allowing me to do anything else.

Cheers to running.