These are the days when I say to myself...all I want to do is go home, crash in front of the T.V. and eat some ice cream. Sounds good right? NOPE. Well, it's good momentarily until I wake up the next day feeling like a bloated moose trying to swim the Puget Sound. Not a pretty picture.
Tonight, I felt like running home and hiding but instead I went to the gym knowing that the WOD would kill me. It was like the lamb running to the slaughter house, kill me! kill me! Too graphic? Maybe, but accurate. My performance sucked! I can tell you that for one hour I bonded with fellow Crossfitters that worked their butts off throughout the workout. For one hour I was able to forget my drama.
No therapy could work so much magic in such little time.
Just one of the many things I love about Crossfit and the Crossfit Community. What do you love about Crossfit? If you don't Crossfit, what do you do to lift yourself up out of the doldrums?
My nerdy family works pretty well too!
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