Barcelona is beautiful. It’s streets are linked together like lattice-work and its art nouveau architecture is unique in the world. I’ve had the opportunity to visit twice now and on this second trip, I was introduced to its Crossfit community. Continue reading Crossfit in Barcelona
A few posts ago, I talked about why Crossfitters (and other athletes) should do yoga. This isn’t a one-way street though! The philosophy of Crossfit encourages “constantly varied functional movements performed at high intensity” after all. Continue reading Why Yoga Practitioners Should Do Crossfit (and Other Cross-Training)
For the majority of your training, your local Crossfit box is your bread and butter. It’s where you’ve developed relationships with coaches and athletes alike, it’s where you track your progress, and it’s where you celebrate when you PR or go for your first competition. For nomads and other frequent travelers, a “local” box may feel more like a rare luxury. Continue reading Dropping In: How to Be a Good Crossfit Guest
Over the summer, my mother hurt her knee and, for a few weeks, she wasn’t able to walk. A difficult task for someone living in a second-floor apartment and a keen desire to make the most of every hour of the day!
During the healing process, should would periodically observe that an injury in your upper body is doable and livable. An injury in your legs or ankles? You can’t go anywhere or do anything. To quote Captain Obvious, your feet are your foundation. Continue reading Yoga for Healthy Feet and Ankles
There’s little as exciting as pulling out your suitcase and beginning to pack for a new adventure. No matter how many times I do it, I love the feeling of pulling up to the airport, baggage in tow, getting ready to explore a new city or place. It’s the wide-open sensation of possibility. Continue reading On the Road: Staying Healthy While Traveling
“Why don’t you just stop for now?” Gustavo was practically pleading with me this morning.
“No,” I sniffled and growled. “I’m not going to not finish.” (For some reason, when emotional, I default to double-negatives.)
I rubbed my palms against my eyes to remove the tears, took a deep breath, and stepped under the bar. Continue reading It’s My WOD and I’ll Cry if I Want To
The past weekend, Gustavo and I competed in our last competition in a while: the Survive Challenge. Rather than going alone this time, we paired up as a team. It’s rare for competitions to offer mixed-gender teams in CrossFit, so when we have the opportunity, we usually jump on it. Continue reading Survive Challenge: Staying Focused
After a few long, long months of hard training, work, sweat, and tears, WODSunset came last week. It’s rare for there to be an individual category in which I can compete in most Crossfit competitions, so when this one came up, I jumped on it. In our first competition, Gustavo and I were able to compete as a team, but neither of us had the opportunity to test our skills and rankings as individuals. Until last weekend, that is.
In about six weeks, I’ll be competing in WODSunset. This time, I’m going alone.
It’s not super common to see an individual event for scaled athletes, so when I saw the option for WODSunset, I was all over it. While my teammate last time was pretty okay and all (just kidding!), I really prefer sports where the competition is you against yourself. I can never get very motivated to beat someone else, but no one is as hard on me as I am. Continue reading Before WODSunset
It’s been just over one month since I hurt myself training. I’m proud of myself for taking a good, solid break, only focusing on low-impact, upper body work from time-to-time so as to give my poor ankle a rest. I may recognize the signs of overtraining, but that doesn’t mean I listen to them. Continue reading After the Calm
After three long months of programming, yesterday was the day I was due to test my new maxes on both squat and bench press. I’m pretty diligent when it comes to homework, so I followed my programming religiously, despite wanting to test myself or push myself harder on those rest weeks or when a fun crossfit workout came along. Continue reading Sometimes You Fail