Warm-up: 2 Rounds – 10 1-arm KB Snatches, 10 Parallette Push-ups, 20 Walking Lunges
Clean & Jerk: 1RM
MetCon – For Time:
30 Double Unders
What is it that drives you in the gym? Is it the competition? Merriam Webster defines it as a contest between rivals. I disagree with this statement because I have no “rivals” at CrossFit Ktown. I have friends, coaches, and others who come to visit CFK in an effort to better themselves mentally and physically in the same manner that I do.
I have been blessed to be a member since the doors opened at this gym and God-willing I will be there ’til the day Coaches G, J, and CBo retire. Wow, I just imagined what all of us would look like that far down the road and it made me skank laugh for 30 minutes. Because of my lengthy tenure, I have seen almost every member of our gym walk in that door. I remember the early days watching Eric and Big Paul go head to head in some nasty MetCons. Then there was Erin and Ben and Rachael and James, who I have labeled CFK’s “CrossFit Couples” going toe-to-toe and cheering each other on the whole way. These battles eventually gave way to the more sinister battles of words and Tabata numbers that erupted between Travis and Blake. I myself have even been bitten by the competition bug with athletes like Caleb, Brandon, Taylor, Coach G, and all of you other guys putting up monster power lifting numbers.
It took me a while to figure out what really “drove” me when I walk into CF Ktown, and it was not until about two weeks before Oktoberfest that I discovered it. I had been blessed by God to do something that I love five days a week. How many people get to sit down at the end of the week and say that? I can say on a personal level that if it was not for strength of Christ, I would have never survived Oktoberfest. CrossFit has been one of the most unique and fulfilling activities God has placed in my life and I thank Him that I have this opportunity to partake in it.
So what is that drives you? Is it the competition? Is it your significant other? Could it be that feeling of going through lactic acid hell with a class of 6 other athletes? Or are you like me and find that there is something more supernatural to it? Post in the comments if you would like to expound more on the subject.
Your brother in Christ and sweat,