Grit

What a weekend. The Heart of America CrossFit Affiliate Challenge came and went. I knew going into it that it would be memorable, exhausting, and amazing. But I think I underestimated how rejuvenated and inspired I would walk away from it all. Yes, it was physically some of the hardest stuff I've ever had to do. But more than that, I saw pure grit and determination from not only my teammates and myself, but from every single athlete out there competing, especially my comrades from CrossFit Springfield. It is that drive, that will to finish what you came out to do, and to lay it all on the line that is the very essence of CrossFit. That is so much of what I love. I have done things that I never thought possible, that I would never have dreamed I could do. And I have met so many amazing life-changing people because of it. It isn't about how much weight you lift or how fast you move, but it is about channeling what is deep inside a person that is so admirable and amazing to me. I strive every day to be half as inspiring as some of the people I saw this weekend.

That would be totally sappy if I weren't talking about some of the most bad-a people around. Seriously. How many people can push and pull a prowler sled, load up a crap ton of weight in a wheelbarrow and push it, and then do a buddy carry? Buddy carry. I kid you not. But it's all over. And now we look to next year.

Until then, I'll be chewing Advil and bathing in Biofreeze.

I'm not funny anymore.

I'm alive. I survived Halloween. Gross. The worst holiday ever. I don't know why I hate it so much. Maybe because it still scares the crap out of me, even at the ripe old age of 25. I'm shuddering. You can't see it, but I am.

I'm a blur. From school to the gym to home I go. I'm a car, fueled by delicious coffee. Maybe I am a hybrid. Probably not. I'm not trendy enough to pull that off. School is still burying me alive. However, the big Ozark Fitness launch is over. Thank the Lord. It was a huge success and a lot of fun, but good grief, I was wrecked. Especially after reading and writing papers like a madwoman last week. I actually pulled an all-nighter. Somehow those were a lot more doable in undergrad when I was 18. I have 2 more papers to write, two presentations to give, a stack of blue books to grade, and a myriad of side readings to do before I see Thanksgiving. Oh, and run a half marathon, get trained in RPM, and go compete for Team BAMF at the Heart of America CrossFit challenge. Ambitious, much?

I just realized I didn't eat one piece of Halloween candy this year. Seriously? Oh well. I had a giant bowl of Orange Leaf yesterday. One of my secret life goals is to see how much Orange Leaf I can fit in one bowl. And then eat it.

I wore my purple bandana last Friday to a team wod. I guess you could say I dressed up as Miranda Oldroyd for Halloween. It kind of helped. I finished the wod. And was subsequently sore to the touch for 3 days afterward. Recap: Sandy is heavy. 95lb is heavy. I suck at pistol squats.

I think there was a day I used to be funny. Unfortunately, that day is gone.