CrossFit…Me at 50, really??

I LOVED that Victoria surprised me and came home for a month! Wonderful surprise on December 7th. Since she was going to be home she asked if I would go to CrossFit with her. I told her that my back hurt and I needed to see the chiropractor before I did anything. (I didn’t tell her I was having flashbacks to July when I couldn’t sit down for days. What was she trying to do to me?)

Well, Monday, December 9 she went to the local CrossFit Gym – CrossFit Timoro to attend their noon class. She met Matt and Alicia and told them she was home and was going to try to get her mom to come to the 5:30 a.m. class. So they would see her again tomorrow either 5:30 a.m. or noon.

That evening, she told me about the gym and how nice all the people were and she really liked Matt and Alicia. She was sure I would like them and all the people that go. Heck she was surprised some people knew her! One person asked if she had attended Mary Randall Preschool. She was sure I would probably know people there.

She asked if I would go to the 5:30 a.m. class. I told her I didn’t think it would work because I need to be to work between 7:15 and 7:30 and that would never work with shower schedule for everyone else. She said she would tell her dad he needed to be out of the shower by 630 because I needed to get in. She also informed me that I still get up early (even if I don’t have to) and then I sit and don’t really do anything before I have to go to work. So there really is no reason why I can’t go to the 5:30 a.m. class and she would get up and go with me.

Ok….why do kids have to point out the facts and manipulate you in to exercising? Really, I have not had time to exercise, it doesn’t work, we are so busy all the time. So why does Victoria have to come home and point out that I really don’t do anything in the morning but waste time? Why does she have to tell me there is no reason why I can’t attend a 5:30 a.m. exercise class? Really, she’s going to get me to go pay to exercise. Ok…whatever, I’ll give it a try and at least go while she’s home. We can spend time together.

December 10th, 5:30 a.m. we show up at the CrossFit Timoro facility. Oh, did I mention the gym is located like two or three minutes from my house? Matt was happy to see Victoria return…and with her mom. I completed the forms and let him know that I really do not exercise so I will probably die. He assured me I would be fine.

We began the class and everyone was very friendly. I had no clue what any of the terminology meant…squats, front rack, deadlift, banded oblique twists. Matt was very good at explaining things and showing how to do things (he stresses how to do things correctly). Once he got the warm-up started, he would tell me how he wanted me to do each thing. He had a scale for everything.

The hour class went by very quickly and I told Victoria that I would go everyday with her while she was home.

So the journey began….slowly…learning terminology, using PVC pipe and a naked barbell, complete modification on everything I did. I recall day two having to jumprope. I said to myself, “I used to love to jumprope. I could jump rope for hours. I could even jump rope when I was 9 months pregnant for my fourth child.”  To discover I could no longer jumprope not even one time – this was terrible, really?? I always thought jump roping was easy.  So now a scale for even a simple jumprope activity – jumping without a rope. Thought I was going to die from that too, but I guess you have to start somewhere and maybe someday I’ll actually be able to jump rope again.

I’m not sure a 50 year old is cut out to begin exercising on a regular basis. Really…the pain in my legs and my knees…what am I doing to myself?

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