There must be something in the water at the box, because babies are popping up and out faster than I can keep track of. It's pretty amazing, because most, if not all, of the expecting ladies are still hitting their workouts regularly and still hitting them hard. It gives me hope for the future, in the event that I ever give up my selfish ambitions and independence and settle down and procreate. That was a weird thought.
I went to a shower for one of the trainers this weekend. A baby shower, but that term is used so loosely, that I will refer to it as a baby-blue-gift-wrapped, beer-fueled pool party. Needless to say, I loved it. It was so unlike any traditional shower I've been to, and that simply made it the most amazing experience ever. I know I could talk for years and years about my love of CrossFit, but until you really get in there and experience firsthand all the love and camaraderie that spills out of that place, you will have no idea. We sweat together. We grow together. We hit milestones together. We've seen each other at our worst and our best. It is a family at its very core.
Sometimes we slack a little and let the softer side show out from under our badass exteriors. Again, something I love.
Add in some North Point with the fam and some good conversation with my mom, I had a pretty good weekend. I'm ready to hit this week.
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