I Hear Voices In My Head!

I can't take credit for this one. It's from CrossFit Watertown and it was exactly what I've been trying to accomplish the past few months. Read it (with passion), think about it, and apply it. Awesomeness.

You know what they’re talking about: The voice in your head that has always been with you, right from the early days. It tells you that you can’t do this, that you’re not strong enough, fast enough, smart enough, skinny enough, pretty enough, or sexy enough. It tells you to stop, to wait, to slow down, to quit.

Kill that f*****.

I mean it. Kill it. Today, in your WOD, stomp that voice. Stomp it good and hard so it never wants to come back. Grind its face into the dirt with your kettlebell and beat the everlovin’ sh** out of it. Go hard, go fast, go heavy. Give everything you have. Give everything you ever had. Do it for yourself, for who you were way back when — back when you were a kid and somebody told you to be a “good girl and play nice” or “let the girls win” or “don’t blow your own horn.” Remember all those well-intentioned (and some not-so-well-intentioned) folks who ever gave you the idea that it was okay to be less than you really are. They were wrong. Most of all, do it for who you want to be — and, maybe, for who you want your kids to be.

When you finish your workout today, don’t just put the barbell down. Throw the barbell down. Throw it down with every last shred of energy you have left and yell “Take that mother******!” (Or “Sweet potatoes” or “Jerks” or whatever the heck you like to say. Swearing is always optional.) But yell something. Be aggressive. Terrify that voice. Kill that voice. Kill it dead and don’t let it come back. You’re better than that voice. Start living like you are.

cg

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It's my "warm fuzzy"

Have you ever watched a movie, listened to a song, or read a story that gave you goosebumps and sent chills up and down your neck? How about one that just made you smile both inside and out? Maybe it gave you a “warm fuzzy.” We all have those moments and I would venture a guess that the majority of us wouldn’t mind increasing the frequency of those “warm fuzzy’s.”

This past weekend at the CrossFit South Central Regionals was full of goosebumps and chills. Watching PR’s in the first event, girls giving everything they had to crank out their very first muscle-up, and seeing un-human performances by some of the most amazing athletes I’ve ever laid eyes on will get that heart pumping every time. Towards the end of the weekend, shortly after we watched our very own Vic Zachary absolutely crush the final WOD to secure his 1st place finish, I looked around and had a long moment of chills and goosebumps. Those of you who were there know it wasn’t because it was cold! Supporters whose sunburned skin matched my red t-shirt. Athletes giving so much they had to be carried off the run course. Judges, volunteers, and organizers who had been in the blazing sun for two solid days. At that point my mind took a break from replaying the WODs, scrutinizing the standings, and worrying about what could have been. At that moment I was proud to be a part of such an amazing community and such a bad ass event.

The best part: As I looked again at the final results today something struck me. At some point this past weekend I personally spoke to each of the top four finishers, both men and women. Although conversations may have been brief, EVERY single one of them was humble, outgoing, and complimentary of the performance of the other athletes. I cannot even begin to imagine what other venue would have that to offer.

I’m proud to be a part of CrossFit.

See you at the games.

cg

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