"You're not going to die, so you might as well keep going."
"Yes, it's hard, but you're doing it."
"I can't bend my arms that way, but I can do it this way. And I can keep going."
"OK, OK. I can cry later. Right now, I have to do 2 more."
This is a sampling of the thoughts running through my head this morning during my first official Kaia FIT class. It’s a women’s-only boot camp/Crossfit-type program, and they just opened a location in my area. I went to a free demo on Saturday to see what I was getting myself into, and I decided to go for it. In the past, I’ve really liked how challenging Crossfit workouts are, so I thought this would be a good fit for me.
I have not been on my game for a while. Lately, I’ve been going all week with minimal activity, and then I would walk 7 miles or go run or hike up a giant hill. Feast or famine cannot be good for me. I need to get back to some consistency. I haven’t run in … I don’t even know. Too long. I won’t even dredge up excuses because they don’t matter. I just haven’t made it a priority. That’s the truth.
Anyway, this morning, I woke up at 4 a.m. and made it in time for the 5 a.m. class at a martial arts studio. Because this program is new to this location, the class consisted of the instructor/coach, me, and two other women. Not gonna lie – I’m pretty happy about this. It means I get more individualized attention on my form, but it also means I can’t hide!
We warmed up with jumping rope (It’s been like 20 years! This is not easy!), pushups, squats with resistance bands, etc. The good part is the padded floor. I was nervous about working out without shoes because I have plantar fasciitis in one foot that bugs me all the time. But it’s actually kinda nice. There’s less shock to my knees with all of the jumping we do (I do not like jumping. At all.). I wish I could remember what all we did in that hour. I know I did a bazillion pushups in at least 5 variations.
Our workout was a series of circuits, starting with pull-ups. OK, I seriously had to ask if I was going to pull the bar out of the wall. I mean, really. I was scared. The coach thought I was bananas. So, I can’t do a pull-up, not even a little. So I stood on a step and she had me hold the bar and jump up repeatedly. Next, we threw medicine balls against the wall over our heads, caught them, and then did a squat. Repeat many times. After that were crunches, butterfly kicks, inchworm pushups, step-ups, wall sits, more crunches … I don’t even know what else. It seemed like it would never end! This is when those negative thoughts started invading.
I had one moment where I was sprinting between several cones that we had to bend down and touch, and I thought, “I can’t do this. This sucks. I hate this. This is clearly not for me.” And I immediately told myself to shut it and keep running. I’ve been derailed in the past by these types of thoughts. It’s hard when you’re the biggest girl in the room and you’re so red and sweaty it looks like you’re going to collapse, and the other girls are barely sweating. I tried my best to just focus on me and what I needed to do. And I finished the workout. So what if I’m slower than the others? I finished MY workout.
I signed up for a 6-week session. Classes are 5 a.m. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. I committed to doing this session, and I’m looking forward to it. I know it will help me get consistent again, and it’s certainly getting me out of my comfort zone. Wish me luck!
On Sunday, WOLFKITTY, my husband, and I went for a quick beach walk. It was overcast and cool, but it made for a lovely day to be outside. We went to a beach that I had never been to, so I was excited about that. I love that the coast is so diverse that every time you travel a bit north or south, it’s a different terrain and experience. It makes me want to explore even more!
Mussels, barnacles, sea grass - yay nature