I’m back in Brazil for the next two weeks. Brazil, the land that pushes every one of my social anxiety buttons. Where I often want to simultaneously crawl under a rock and stand on a soap box airing my grievances.Continue reading
Before my break, I used to have “Crossfit” as a task on my to-do list every day. Not because I would forget, but because it was a time commitment I needed to account for. My training was, and is, a personal priority for me. Planning allowed me to make sure I could carve out time to focus on my training most days.Continue reading
Last week, I was talking with a friend about how I had taken some time off from Crossfit. The first thing she said? “You don’t even look like you gained weight or anything. You look exactly the same!”Continue reading
Last week, during my physical therapy session, my PT cued me: “Push through your heel.” I was doing a movement for shoulder-stability. Lying on my back, arm raised with a dumbbell overhead, I had to bring my leg over to the other side.
When I pushed through my heel, I pushed myself all the way over. “Oops, bad cue!” he said, laughing and apologetically.Continue reading