I would consider myself a fairly athletic person. I’ve played soccer most of my life and have been a runner off and on. But I stuck with what was familiar and safe. I did not leave my comfort zone. Running a half marathon was an exception. And it was the first time I realized that maybe I could actually learn to love exercise. I used to see those people who ran or exercised daily as the enemy. How can they have the energy? How can they find the time? I could never have arms like Michelle Obama. I’m just not built for that stuff.
And then the word Crossfit kept popping up. A couple friends were doing it. Bob Harper was doing it. There were really hot men on the TV doing it.
So I looked it up, saw the price tag, gasped, and tried not to look at it ever again.
But then a new Crossfit gym opened up right near my house. And they were offering a month’s worth of beginner classes for half the price. So I took the plunge. And I believe I may be addicted.