So I had CrossFit ripped from my life for the past 6 weeks. Due to some unforeseen circumstances I was unable to work out at all during this time. It sucked. I missed my friends. I missed my box. I missed doing pull-ups and burpees. I honestly missed my soreness.
The people at HyperFit were great. Kept me motivated to return as soon as I was able, were very supportive.
But this event in my training highlighted a new challenge for me. Going back for that first WOD after an extended break was f’ing scary. I was filled with anxiety. I had dropped almost 10 pounds in the six weeks since I stopped, and I had convinced myself that was 10 pounds of pure muscle, and that I would be near starting over again. I worked myself into quite a depressing state in the end.
I’m not sure if it was a blessing or a curse that the first WOD I was able to jump in on was the 13.1 open. I had been gearing up for this for months, so I knew I had to get in for it, and what ever the results, it didn’t matter. I wanted to participate. I wanted to play in this WOD. But, I knew it was going to be hard. So, I put it in my mind that it was about showing up and pacing myself properly, and not about my score. And, I have the score to prove that I executed on that (91).
I also felt good enough to make it back in today for Jackie. Again, pacing myself (13 minutes). But it feels great again. And the fact that my 1000m row was 4:01, and I was actually able to bang out the 30 pull-ups with no band felt like huge wins for me. Different kind of wins, but huge for me nonetheless.
And last but not least, I have to say thank you to all my CrossFit friends who were a great support while I was out of commission. It was so hard to be out, but it was less hard thanks to you.
It is great to be back.