13.5: The CrossFit Open, Done!


Wow, it’s done. 

I competed in the 2013 CrossFit Open and lived to tell the tale lol!

Ask any crossfitter that participated in the Open, and we will all admit it: 13.5 was NOT a game. 


13.5 Open WOD

There’s something about finishing the Open, that just seems to click with me.  I actually feel like a crossfitter…like I somehow earned that nomenclature. 


You pay your money, show up consistently at the box, respect the culture, go hard during a WOD and cheer your competitors on…those are some of the numerous items that define us.

Personally, and based on my individual efforts to improve, to just be better than I was the day before, I feel different.

What I do and/or say inside (and outside) the box, has impact because people respected my CrossFit Open intensity…or maybe I should say my spunk, moxie and fight lol, because I surely fought for those 12 chest to bar pull ups…for each and every one of ’em!

That respect, given so freely, both humbles me and gives me the confidence to call myself a crossfitter, even when I know others have been referring to me as one for months.  This is something I had to feel and it just so happens that the Open was the conduit.

I gained an insane amount of personal insight from seeing all my weaknesses in thier full glory *slightsarcasm*.  The Open was the mirror I occasionally crave (#wantitbad); so I can see and correct myself…I saw how much I flagged behind others during 13.2 because of my lack of endurance during the Box Jumps, my inability to do a kip Chest to Bar during 13.5, my slow elbow “whip” (ugh!) during 13.4 with Clean & Jerks.

I showed up, took a chance, tried something different, put my heart on my sleeve, was open to constructive criticism, provided it and took it; connected with my box mates in 5 weeks in a way that 5 months of CF membership only began to show me.

This…is CrossFit.  And I’m in love with it.

Isn’t it amazing when you realize that something brings you joy, even when it stings just a little?

With that said, standby for changes to the site, more coverage of events, guest contributors and thr like.  I appreciate you guys sticking with me…looking forward to spending more time with you!


Message of the Day

Life, fitness, careers, families, your own sense of happiness…this applies across the board.

You have to “Be Here“; be present by working towards it and living fully. 
There’s not much in this life, worth having, that you get without earning it little by little everyday.


CrossFit Open 13.4: In Da Bag! (a lil late! Sorry!)


Somehow i swore I posted this last week! Alas, I did not! My bad y’all! 47 reps is pretty damn good considering the fact that I was freaked about my Toes to Bar (only done em like twice!) and getting the dreaded “no rep” for not doing a true Clean and Jerk (I tend to push press more), so I said a quick prayer, left it in God’s hands and went for it….and proceeded to shock the heck out of myself.

Wow, I was the first on the bar for the first three rounds of TTB…that’s how hard I was going. I didn’t even feel the weight until my set of 12.

CrossFit continues to push amd drag me out of thr limits that I put on myself by showing me that I am more than capable; it’s showing me that I’m good at this. Real good.  With additional, more focused training I could be better. This CF Open is simply showing me what I have to do to improve.

Best part of the night: when a boxmate that competes offered to work with me one on one to improve my technical skills and get more aligned with what I want.  Some people would be offended by the offer…

Good thing I’m not “some people”.  It’s a compliment when somone decides to sacrifice their personal time to get you to a higher level. It means they see potential in you that you might not see yourself.

Say “thank you”, set a training date and call it the day.


Some pics:




Box Luv…

Do you have the same feelings about your gym [membership], that I have about my CrossFit box?

Clearly this is a somewhat rhetorical question, as it’s not like I know you personally, but I really want you to consider what your [past??] gym membership has been like.

A new CF member asked me today, what I did before CrossFit.  My response: Mon/Wed/Fri – Weight lifting, Tuesday/Thursday – Cardio, Saturday/Sunday – Off.  Literally about 1 – 2 hours per day each time.  I was consistent, had perfected the art of “waving and walking” to the somewhat aggressive patrons that are closely associated with gym chains (read: meat market), avoided the requisite $6 a pop “healthy” juice bar, and my body looked good…but I was anything but “good”.  

My trainer, that I was paying big bucks for a 30-minute session once a week, refused to tell me why he had me do a certain combination/supersets/workouts, etc; he insisted that was what he was there for and that I only needed to concern myself with the results.  0_o. Errrrr..no lol.

My 2 hours a day had inched up to almost 3 hours (cardio, weights, more cardio), making me feel like a bad 80’s workout movie.  I was never home and my friends, whew, they thought they might have to stage an intervention!

I guess my point is this: I don’t feel like that at all in my CrossFit Box.   I actually, feel like I have a little second/third family that understands the healthy, fitness, workout part of my life that I invest so much time, effort and money in to.  They don’t ask “why” I’m doing slow cardio before each WOD, they ask “what are the results that you get” and “what types of slow cardio do you do”?  They are both insane and insanely supportive when I feel myself flagging during a workout or let my thoughts interfere with getting a new PR (personal record) with my back squat.

Each and everyone of them have unique personalities that somehow gel almost freakishly well with mine.  Using terms similar to my favorite 80’s movie, The Breakfast Club, we have: geeks, nerds, jocks, princesses, pretty boys, weirdos, queens, know-it-alls, sarcastic mofo’s, and sensitives.  They’re gay, straight, bi, black, white, mixed, latino, american indian, middle eastern, haitian, asian, jewish, catholic, baptist, and every-freaking-thing else you could possibly imagine.

We compete against each other like the Kennedy’s at Hyanis Port (but with way less money!), we exchange tips on our mechanics/form, we celebrate birthdays and discover little bits of information that make us truly unique (clearly I like comic books).  We trust and have faith in each other…simply from joining a CrossFit “gym” and sweating out sucky, body/mind numbing WODs together.  And really, we do it because we like it…those WODs make us forget about obligations, work, parents, children, siblings, etc., for an hour; because if we can handle that shit, we can handle anything that life throws at us.

This in no way happened overnight; it took time, consistently showing up at class, shutting up, lifting smart, carrying my own weight during WODs, and encouraging others.  Like any relationship, you have to invest in it before you see the fruits/benefits, so don’t go showing up at a box with an expectation that you’ll be hit with that feeling of “fam” in 2.5 seconds….it won’t happen. Put in the work, be open to change and smile a lot.  It helps…trust me.

The picture in this post of “Marvel Characters” as kids, completely epitomizes the elation I feel when I get to class and see my boxmates.  We play together (really, all of us doing pull ups at the same time looks almost EXACTLY like that fan art!! lol); help each other become better athletes and recognize that in our own way we’re all super hero’s, with special abilities that allow us to meld together as a team/fam.  If I’m better at heavy loads, I have a box mate that I can team up with who has insane skills in gymnastics, i.e. walking hand stands (so not there yet!!!). 

Even though the Work Out of the Day is likely going to make a person feel like they want to quit (possibly hurl; at the minimum lay down flat on the floor), they won’t because their CF family is there to swoop in, spot you, prod you to up your weight or just generally get you to achieve more that you thought you ever could.

All of THAT, is most definitely worth the money, time and effort that I put into CrossFit…although  the #badass body doesn’t hurt either.

I sort of rambled in this one, and it’s a bit long, but I think you get my point.


CrossFit Open: 13.3 I Survived!


226 total reps (150 wall balls and 76 double unders)…
Photo courtesy of @amusinglyquirky who came out to yell at me to earn my upcoming “bday cake” lol…check my homie out y’all http://instagram.com/amusinglyquirky

Yes, yes i could have made it to 90 DUs, but the freaking cramp in my stomach prevented it. What caused the cramp? Probably the lack of oxygen brought on by the wall balls and the sinus infection that laid me up on Tuesday. Lol…#thisismylife

So with that said, I’m still happy with my performance.

Who else survived 13.3?

Which part did you hate the most…the WBs, DUs, MUs or the “no reps” you got (bc i know I sure as hell got em!)