Life is full of surprises but some things you JUST know:
I was going to have a boy first.
Then a girl.
Writing is like Breathing.
Love is Everything.
And I will always CrossFit, or at least until my tired ass can’t get off the floor and they have to bring in a stretcher.
I may be a cautious Cancerian, but my world runs on instinct. Call it survival. I call it how I see it.
Love or Hate. Live or Die. Give or Take.
I don’t really live in the middle, though I often envy the view from there. Life from the 2nd floor must be sunny and warm, easy and carefree. The basement is usually freezing and the penthouse view can be overpriced and exclusive. I’m curious. Maybe my heart would never break or my mind would never stray. Life for the living isn’t always easy, but it’s the only life I know how to live. I once wrote that I promised myself to never live without being alive. Like any good marriage, I made a vow for better or for worse. I work hard to keep up my end of the bargain.
Putting it all out there is my hook. It’s why your’re reading this. It’s why I dream at night and start over every day. It’s why we push ourselves to ridiculous limits. Honestly, who doesn’t want to enjoy the view from the top every once in awhile? Life can drastically stray from our youthful expectations and put us into boxes, just not the right ones.
Chances are if you found CrossFit, you found the box with the million dollar view. The cost can be high, but the equity is immeasurable.
Grab Your Bar, “Hook” It, and Just Pick It Up. You’re Gonna Love the View.
And the journey continues…
Well, I made it through dual holidays (Easter and Passover) without completely sabotaging my progress. And yes, the scale FINALLY moved!
Down 5 lbs from initial weigh-in.
2 1/4″ off waist and hips (from start to now, all measurments)
1 1/2″ off chest
3″ off my beloved “thunder thighs” (Thanks, big brother, I still love you) !!!
My WODs are strong (except anytime I have to run. I will gladly accept help and advice in this department, although I think I am just cardio-ly challenged. Yes, I’m aware that that’s NOT a word, but this is my blog and I can write if I want to! ). The shoulder is in-tact and propelling me forward. I did pull-ups on the rings the other day as a prep for muscle-ups. I can dream…
It’s hard work, but I’m committed. My friends have taken notice and I will gladly wait for the rest of the world. The Herbalife products are proving their worth and I don’t feel deprived at all. I’m also a creature of habit so the routine of eating the same thing doesn’t bother me. It makes life easier. One less thing to think about.
Some people don’t understand why I am putting myself through this challenge. Bless their hearts, they love me just the way I am!
They must live on the 2nd floor…