Yep, I'm chubby...big boned, fluffy, fat, obese, the girl with "such a pretty face"...which ever descriptor that was chosen to describe me for a majority of my teenage and adult life. I was an athlete, wait, let me rephrase, I AM an athlete. My athlete was lost, but now it is found, thanks to my Box love affair.
On March 28, 2014, Amy Light changed my life. Unknowingly, she created a CrossFit crazy monster. Resistant to the CrossFit world for a very long time, she persuaded me to join the cult. And yes, I will call it that because I mean it in the most loving, positive way possible. Any cult that makes me a better, healthier person is one I am happy to be a part of. Thank you, Amy Light, for saving my life that day in March and for being a cheerleader for me along the way.
A yo-yo dieter since 1996, I could never find anything I loved doing, but I was always trying to lose weight. "Get skinny, woman!" "You'll meet the man of your dreams if you'd just lose 30 pounds." Nope, that's not what will make me meet the man of my dreams, and almost 20 years later, I think I've finally figured it out. I cannot wait to leave work and head to the Box. 4:00 pm can't happen fast enough for me, and I've never felt that way about any type of physical activity, EVER! The confidence I gain from working out HARD, harder than I've ever done before, will and has changed my life in more ways than imagined. I'm using this platform to document my journey...the next year of my CrossFit life, where by year's end I will no longer be a chubby CrossFitter but a toned, fit, ninja/beast (less ninja, more beast).
A year has gone by and I'm finally comfortable with saying "I'm a CrossFitter." A sometimes tattered, often sore, temporarily beat up, but strong, confident, motivated, PR making, community loving, competition participating, CrossFitter.
Thank you to Sweet Small Thing, Bunny Boo, Quadzilla, my 4:30 ladies, the #allyougottadois crew, and Coach Logan for believing in me when I didn't and don't believe in myself, for pushing me to new limits and for helping me find my confidence, which was strangely hidden underneath a barbell...of all places.
Stay tuned as my new journey takes a turn down Nutrition Avenue. Blah, nutrition. Wouldn't it be wonderful if broccoli tasted like french fries? A girl can dream. I was very lucky to catch Christmas Abbott's "The Body Review" nutrition seminar this past weekend. She is auh-mazing!!! What a smart eating plan, one that even a chubby CrossFitter can follow. Beginning Monday, April 13th, I'll be living a nutritional life built with "bricks" (get her book, The Badass Body Diet, or go to her nutrition seminar and you'll understand, people). And I couldn't be more excited. Hard work and sweat in the Box are rewarding, but with clean, smart eating, my results will skyrocket. I know they will. Thank you to Christmas for lighting the fire under my chubby, yet slowly becoming athletically toned, butt.
If this blog was of interest to you, good. Maybe you can be a part of my motivation and/or accountability. I'm trying to hold myself accountable and this is the format I'm choosing to use. I will blog weekly about my nutritional journey while living the CrossFit life and the life of an elementary school principal. Hopefully my results will motivate someone, just like those around me do everyday. In the words of Rhianna, "Cheers to the freakin' weekend!" because come Monday, I'm getting the nutrition party started.
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| Me, on the left, after World War Fit Competition. Took a surprising 4th place in the scaled division. That awesome lady on the right...she is my cheering section. Motivates me EVERYDAY! |
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