CrossFit Mom over 35….. HELL YEAH!


Do you ever forget how old you are?

“You’re only as old as you feel.”  If so, my age changes daily & I love every minute of it!

Today as I did some “housework” on my blog and I checked out what people searched for when they were directed to it. When I saw this as the search phrase,“crossfit Mom over 35“…. OUCH.  I gasped for a second then I actually said out loud “HELL YEAH!” I started to think about that phrase and how empowering that is to all the women out there. CrossFit is definitely not easy, but that doesn’t mean that you can’t do it! This takes me back to where I was when I found CrossFit, and the journey that I have taken since then.  The foundation I have been able to show my daughter and how to adopt a healthy and fit lifestyle for herself. 

CROSSFIT MOM over 35!!! When I step up to a WOD I know it will be tough, I know at some point I will want to stop or slow down. Then I remember why I am doing it in the first place.  When my 4 yr old is sleepy and needs me to carry her up the stairs also while I have to carry 3 bags of groceries …. I don’t doubt that I can. When she wants to have three-legged races or run for an hour at the park…. I don’t doubt I can. 

This year I wasn’t sure if I wanted to compete again in the CF Games season. I hadn’t trained like I wanted to, I had some nagging little injuries that I hadn’t given attention to.  Then I realized… ‘Shannon, this is just another way to stay healthy – MIND AND BODY’.  Who cares where you finish, this is not the end all be all – it’s CrossFit…. it’s my vehicle to a better ME!

So if you search for a CrossFit Mom over 35…. HELL yes I will be there and hope you join me too! Probably running a 400m with Mekenzie on my shoulders, hanging from some wooden gymnastic rings working skills, or throwing some heavy weight around the box with all the young 20 yr olds and awesome 50 yr olds… with my daughter right there with me telling me “go faster Mommy – you can do it”! 











“People do only what they WANT to do, including you. No one can help, direct, advise, or boost you unless you have made the choice & decision to accept, listen, do, and/or go for it. Don’t rely on others. They can’t and won’t do it for you. YOU have to FIND the motivation “with in you”, on your OWN, for your OWN reasons. So find it & focus on it till it start influencing your thoughts! Then DECIDE to make the choice to be “open & active” to advice, help, people, situations, ect, in order to improve your life. Only then will you start moving forward! Because YOU are willing now! YOU made the choice. Focus on an inspiration!”~:Simply Positive]

Do you have a place that is your best “thinking place”?  I think best when I’m driving… yes I pay attention to what I’m doing but it is the best moment of clarity for me.  Nothing like a road trip to clear the junk that has settled deep in our minds.  Do you have a place that is your quiet place? I am guilty of thinking “too much” and have been searching for quiet moments to answer a gament of life questions that seem to be repeating themselves.  I’m learning that you can’t assume yet you can continue to hope. As you hope, make sure you have faith. Faith will be your constant. 

Working on living with an attitude of gratitude and realizing that even though I see it one way I could be blinded.  A few weeks ago I was attending a weekend “success school” – it taught me more than I could ever imagine.  Talking to a good friend we shared stories of what we saw and heard from the event.  We sat in the same room at the same time listening to the same people and speakers, yet we saw two totally different things.  That one simple conversation helped us both realized how we saw the best for each other and at the same time put ourselves in a slight negative light.  Since then I have had many chances to see that I was blinded by what I thought I saw and heard outside of that weekend. 

Blinders are good as long as you take them off to see what’s really in front of you.  Sometimes we have them on all the time and haven’t even realized it until it’s too late.   We have missed that opportunity or the chance to make a better decision because we are so worried about not focusing on what we needed to do that we actually missed it completely.  Lesson learned… the hard way again.

“When it comes to life the critical thing is whether you take things for granted OR take them with gratitude.”- G. K. Chesterton-

Never assume, expect, or take kindness, friendship, gifts, or love for granted. Because at any moment you could lose it for not nurturing or appreciating it. Every positive thing handed to you is a gift from God or someone who decided to give it to YOU. Be grateful of it always and value it.~Simply Positive

A CrossFit Mom and her Village

CrossFit Texas community!

 Crossfit — it’s “YOU AGAINST YOU”…. even when there are 10 others with shins to the bar ready to tackle the same work you are. At “3-2-1 Go” it is about the work YOU are going to do.  Even though we know the work is ours to do, we are all still a team.  This is best seen at the end of a WOD -one person finishes but they aren’t done… you see them at the foot of another who is still working and they stay right there encouraging them every step of the way.  I see this day after day in our gym and it defines the CrossFit Community that I love so much. 

As a Coach I can walk in the box and if I’m in a bad mood or had a bad day… you leave it at the door.  I see our members and I immediately forget my worries and thrive on seeing THEM improve, get stronger, faster or do something they NEVER thought they would able to do. 

 As an athlete myself, I have those same “just not into it” kind of days.  These last few weeks I have been blessed with receiving some of the CrossFit Community love myself. 

Every Saturday a group of us gather to train in preparation for the CrossFit competitions. An intense 2 hours of skill sets or heavy work and then a WOD to follow.  One of my favorite things about our little community is that all the kiddos are welcome.  I know my little Mekenzie has a blast!  They all tumble around the gym until we are ready to work… then off to the playroom they go ~ only a few “they aren’t sharing” moments happen -haha- but one of the many parents work the room and we are off.  My little Mekenzie has been in a CrossFit gym since she was about 2 yrs old so she knows the drill…and fits right in – usually with her own WOD right next to Mommy.

My norm is usually a few seconds during each WOD for Mommy moments between minutes of work. This Saturday, I had a little angel helping me as Mekenzie was really wanting me to stop and come play during my WOD. I have mastered the ability to talk to her when I can’t even breath because I’m mid burpee or kettlebell swing.  After a few quick stops to open a juice box or tie a shoe, my good friend Ashley just saw a Mommy moment. She saw a need and stepped in. The need for Mekenzie to have a playmate and the need for me to finish a workout. Both things provided what each needed. CrossFit is one of the sanity moments I need… after completing a WOD it gives me more than a fit and healthy body… It also provides a fit and healthy mind. These both carry over into my fit and healthy Mommy role

Saturday rolled around again.. I had to miss the first half of training and walked in as the group was about to start the WOD. I helped Coach the team and then had planned on doing it after class alone.  As I finished up working the heavy skill set I just LOST IT! I had no passion, no desire, no GRRRRR to do the WOD. I honestly just did not care in that moment. I wanted to pack up and go.  This is where my teammates stepped in and became my coaches and my motivation.  Crossfitters all know how it feels to have an “off” day, and this day they helped me through mine. 

These are the days I am remember how blessed I am to have a family in my Crossfit community. Thank you to all the “get up girl…get it done!” moments you share with me!

If Something Is Worth Doing, It WILL Be a Challenge!

I found this post on another Crossfitters blog and thought it would hit home with many of us! 
 I know personally I have been in her shoes and have felt the pain of CrossFit but as well, I have felt the JOY of CrossFit.  So as I start to prepare myself to train for the upcoming CF Games sectional competition and Affiliate Team I will continue to tell myself….
Pain Never Tasted So Good
When I was in high school, I never thought of myself as an athlete or as an athletically-inclined sort of a girl. I hated to run. I was uncoordinated. In the eighth grade I tried out for the volleyball team. The only previous experience I’d even had with volleyball was running into the net at a company picnic. I “trained” for a good two weeks, skills people spend years honing and perfecting, with my friend who was a soccer player. All she had to do was pick up a ball and she could magically play the sport. Those two weeks of training with her paid off because I made the team. I am just kidding. I did not make the eighth grade volleyball team. I let this one failure (and the fact that I am uncoordinated) convince me that I could never be athletic and that, if I wanted to stay healthy, I would just have to suck it up and learn to like running or yoga or Tae-bo.
The summer before my junior year of high school, my parents took savings from an investment property and decided to start a CrossFit fitness gym. Back in 2007 many people had not even heard of CrossFit. Many people still have not heard of it. CrossFit is a strength and conditioning fitness methodology. It is not sports-specific. It teaches functional-fitness through Olympic lifts, gymnastics, running, rowing, tractor tire flips, swinging kettlebells, pull ups, push ups, squats, twenty inch box jumps, medicine wall ball tosses in any sort of combination. The workouts are always timed. There are no machines, no bicep curls, no mirrors, no televisions, no swimming pools, just fast and furious workouts. CrossFit is not for the faint of heart. In a town dominated by gyms with shiny machines and flat screen televisions and vending machines, this was a risk. I was scared and worried, scared about the future of our family and worried for my parents’ mental health.
My family and I started doing the CrossFit workouts off of in the park that summer. Those first CrossFit workouts were the most difficult and most physically taxing thing I had ever done in my sixteen years on earth. CrossFit is all about full extension. In layman’s terms this means your chest has to touch the floor on push ups, you have to come all the way up on sit ups, you must have ninety degree angles on dips. It sucked. I could not do a single exercise the way it was supposed to be done. My step-father would hold a timer and make us sprint for a minute, rest, sprint for a minute, rest, sprint for a minute, then we would go straight to three rounds of ten push ups, twenty dips, thirty sit ups. I could not breathe, I sweated more than I had ever sweated while doing yoga, and my muscles hurt. After the first day even though CrossFit did not kill me, sitting down on the toilet seat became a test of stability and strength because I was so achingly sore. Day two was a little better. Day three was horrible, but my family and I stuck with it. By the end of summer, I had developed an addiction. I loved putting my body through the battle each workout promised to be.
CrossFit is a big part of my life now. Not only is it the way my family is and was able to eat and pay bills (it was my parents’ business, after all), but it is my lifestyle. I skipped my senior prom to go to the CrossFit Games Qualifier in Aromas, California. The CrossFit Games take place during July and it is a weekend where athletes compete against each other in workouts unknown to them until literally twenty minutes before they do them. I did not qualify this year because I could not do muscle ups (look up muscle ups on youtube), but I got my first jumping muscle up at the qualifiers, literally seconds before my heat took place. It was an amazing feeling. The night where many of my friends danced and partied the night away, I was asleep, resting for the Catch-22 workout on Sunday. The Catch-22 workout was awful. We had to do deadlifts and hill runs and pull ups and overhead squats. Running up the hills, as my muscles ached and my knees threatened to buckle I asked myself “WHY AM I DOING THIS?!” Then the workout was over. The rush of relief and sense of accomplishment is why I do it. The workouts hurt so good and it feels great to finish. Once it was over, and after every workout I ever do is over, and I review my performance, I realize a) how strong I am both mentally and physically and b) how much I have improved and continue to improve. CrossFit has changed me inside and out.
I have tried many times to get my friends to workout with me. None of my friends have made it to the second workout. I always feel disappointed when that happens. I know how painful it is to start CrossFit because it is still painful two years later. There is a saying in CrossFit that goes “It doesn’t get any better, you just suck less” and it is true. You learn to do movements more efficiently or you lift more weight. True, it results in sore muscles and bruises, but those are battle wounds! They are something to be proud of. I cannot remember how many times I have ripped my calluses on the pull up bars. I have a picture on my facebook of my bloody hands after a workout about a year ago. I like to look at it because in a way, it is an inspirational picture. I had ripped my hands on my second round of pull ups and the workout was three rounds. I could not quit. You do not quit in the middle of a workout. It is sacrilegious to quit in the middle of the workout. I persevered through the exposed skin and blood. My hands ached when I was done and I had to clean the blood of my bar, but once again, finishing the workout filled me with a sense of pride. I know I can push through anything.
After two years, my love affair with CrossFit is still strong and grows more each day. My friends think I am crazy, but they also think I am buff. In the CrossFit community, we joke about CrossFit being a cult; however, when we say that, we are not really joking. When it all comes down to it though in my two years of sweat, blood, ripped calluses, bruises, tears and a missed prom, I learned I could be an athlete. I am strong and skilled and ready for anything the world throws my way. CrossFit embodies the principle that if something is worth doing, it will be a challenge. CrossFit sucks sometimes, but I love it. CrossFit beats me up, but it is worth it. If I think of myself as anything, I think of myself as a CrossFitter and I know that means I can do anything.
Posted by Denise Choate at 8:29 AM

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