“Where did my body come from?”
Over the course of the Crossfit Games North Central Regionals weekend there were a number of competition related things that I thought I might want to blog about. The incredible nerves and underperforming on “Diane” (Yes, I have a 2:22 “Diane” and messed that up), the extra excitement I had for WODs 2,3, and 5, the mental flubs, the thrill of winning a muscle up workout. None of that feels very significant right now. What feels meaningful is that my mother saw my sister and I compete for the first time. The little girl who wanted me to sign her shirt. The moms I met who feel like I’m a role model for their kids. Seeing the Crossfit Construct team out there on the competition floor. The amazing judges, event organizers, and HQ staff whose commitment allows us the opportunity to compete. Watching all the athletes get it in. Seeing how the sport has evolved and grown in just one year. The feeling of community and support throughout the weekend. And I’m so grateful to everyone who has reached out to offer their encouragement and support.
Now that it’s over, when I think about the Regional workouts I don’t feel the need to re-cap, I simply feel ready to train. It was three fun days of work and camaraderie that help to balance out those 20-hour days when I come home late from the gym and decide which I need more, food or sleep. I didn’t win/PR/world record everything, but the event was perfect in its imperfection- exactly what it needed to be. The fire is lit and fueled and I’m looking forward to kicking off this next two months of training.
Oh yeah, and big ups to Dave Castro whose programming put a few inches of muscle on my quads in one weekend.