For several reasons:
Reason 1: I don't have the same support network. My girls were my girls. We did more than just exercycle and look hot doing kipping pullups. I think. They were my passion.
Reason 2: I used to have access to CrossFit equipment whenever. I liked my workout to be my workout. Now, I intern/assistant coach at a CrossFit gym, but if I want to jump in on a class, it has to be during a specific time, that most of the time does not work with my schedule. I also have to work for 3-4 hours before I workout (I barter my time for a free membership). I love the opportunity, but I'm not sure it's working out - bummer.
Reason 3: I'm just sad. I miss my friends. I miss my routine. I really don't like bartering my time. And I wouldn't pay for a membership to a box to far away ... So, what's a sad girl to do? Stuff her face! Generally, chocolate. I eat a lot of cake and doughnuts. Truth. It feels good when I'm eating it, like everything is right in the world for a small moment. And then, I have to deal with the hours of guilt afterwards. Lame.
Are these excuses? Definitely. Maybe CrossFit isn't in my stars right now. Maybe it's something I have to give up. It's not as convenient as it used to be. I can't afford anything closer. And I can't afford to keep bartering my time for a class session that doesn't work for my time. I also don't like doing it by myself. I love CrossFit because I had a great group of people to do it with. Yay, group exercise! It's not as interesting when I' doing it by myself (when I'd rather work on something more technical, that requires more concentration.) It's not worth so much sacrifice of my time (commuting) my body (lots of kipping pull ups, yay!) my money, to continue to pursue it, and I don't even have anyone to share the suck with. (My husband doesn't CrossFit at this time either, money and time constraints).
But just because I can't CrossFit, does that mean I give up working out all together? No. It means I need to get creative and think of something else. I have to be reasonable. We don't have a garage to throw a barbell and plates in, damn. But, I do belong to a small family gym just a mile or so from my house that does have them. They may not have all of the CrossFit equipment, but they have Spin classes, so I can still get my social butterfly on. And maybe one day use my road bike. The trainer there is also pretty damn cute and has a fabulous snatch. Maybe I can get better at lifting?
Adapting is part of the process. It's life. We have to learn to bend, not break. Since moving to Atlanta, I've been trying to re-create what I had in Texas. It's not going to happen. The sooner I realize this and adapt and grow, the better.
You bet your ass I'm sad about this whole situation. But, I need to stop being sad and get real. And move the f*ck on. Adapt. Grow. What's important is that I maintain some level of fitness, not eat a pint of ice cream because I didn't make it to CrossFit. There is life outside of this damn sport; hard to believe, I know.
The Problem(s) with CrossFit, read this. If you're a CrossFitter, you'll find that shizz hilarious. Because it's true.
If you're also a CrossFitter, you know Drywall. Bless this man and his humor. Read his latest.
How I Kip at Life.
The best way to kill a pity party? Drown it in funnies! I'm off to exercycle.