I have recently committed to something I never thought I would do, because I thought it was contrary to my fitness goals.
I have signed up for my first individual CrossFit Competition. Please understand, I am not delusional. I do not really think I can win competing with guys in their 20’s and 30’s. But nevertheless, I can compete along side them.
I expect that it is likely that I will place last because of my age and fitness level, but I can do it. I will be like the many people who run the Boston Marathon, with the simple goal of crossing the finish line.
I chose to do this for a good reason: every time I put myself in a challenging situation where I may fail, I must push myself to succeed. And every time I publicize what I am taking on, such a a Team Comp or a mud run, my friends encourage me, and push me, or pull me. And you know what? Even if I fail, I have moved beyond my comfort zone and I’ve learned a new skill, or moved a heavier load. I walk out the door of the gym with renewed confidence. I will rejoice knowing that God has blessed this old body to walk the earth one more day. I do it to remind myself that I am still alive.
The event is only one week away. I will be practicing the movements tomorrow morning. I’ll let you know how practice goes in an upcoming post. Truth be told, I am extremely anxious.