tremendous MOXIE

Yesterday gave me pause to think about competing. I was competing in another setting. I went to a Crossfit fundraiser / competition. There were about 6 affiilates represented and we all set up teams of 5 to do a Crossfit benchmark workout called “Fight Gone Bad”. It was created to mimic the metabolic demands of a UFC fight. It goes like this…

“Fight Gone Bad”

In this workout you move from each of five stations after a minute.The clock does not reset or stop between exercises. This is a five-minute round from which a one-minute break is allowed before repeating. On call of “rotate”, the athletes must move to next station immediately for best score. One point is given for each rep, except on the rower where each calorie is one point.

I scored a 191. Wall Balls killed me. Seriously. Dead. I was shooting for 16 each round and got 12, 8 and 9. Bad. I was really hoping to jack up my score on the Push press which is my strongest point and still only got 21, 14 and 10. So next time I need to break 200. I would also like to throw in the excuses that it was the first day of TOM and I realized later I was getting a cold.

It was truly inspiring to see the levels of fitness represented there. Everyone was so friendly and although we were checking out how huge some of the girls were, no real comparing and sizing each other up. In Crossfit, it is pretty much impossible to tell how good someone will do in a workout just by looking at them. I was at the bottom of the girls, but for my first time out on this w/o and not doing hardcore CF for a few weeks, I’m ok with that.

The whole atmosphere was just fun. I was eating bagels and bananas and drinking a lot of water. Notice any differences? Starving and dehydrated vs. bagels, bananas and fluids? I was commenting to my husband, who came to watch that maybe it was time to hang up the heels and start competing this way. He agreed and said the CF was a lot more fun to watch. Nice to hear.

While I feel that the figure comps gave me a goal, and got me to a place I would have never gotten on my own, I’m ready to move on. I’ve learned so much about myself, about fitness and nutrition, about the fitness community and all the politics and met so many amazing people along the way. I think a bb show is a great starting place to motivate, for me I feel the road has forked and I’m choosing a different path. Will I revisit this path? Possibly, but not anytime soon. I look forward to following my friends who continue to push themselves and grow in the BB and figure arena, but for now, for me, the heels and suits are packed away. To be continued.