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Above the blog title you'll see a link called "Fitness."  It previously read P90X.  We started that 90 day program all excited to get fit.  Little did we know that after about six weeks, we were so bored and unmotivated that we quit the program all together.  It wasn't fun anymore.  I wanted to be around more people.  I wanted to be outside in the elements.  And I wanted to compete with other people.  So we quit.  Yes, I can say that I was a quitter.  And my husband quit.  And we are okay with that.  It just wasn't a good fit for us.

We took a few months off because life just got really busy.  A CrossFit gym opened a few months earlier just down the street from where my husband goes to work.  So, he spoke with the owner and got us signed up!  You can learn more about crossfit here.  I had always wanted to do it but was concerned about the financial investment since it isn't a cheap program.  However, the first month is dirt cheap so you have time to see if the program will be a good fit for you and then if your spouse wants to join the gym there is a significant discount for them each month.
So it has been about 90 days and we keep going back to the gym, or the Box as it is called in the crossfit world.  I try to go about five days a week if I can make it.  Every day the workout is different and varies constantly.  The coaches are great and we've seen a huge improvement in our strength, speed, endurance, and flexibility.  Many of the movements are scaled back for me but I am getting closer and closer to doing the full movements with the Rx weight.  I can't wait to come back each day and see what my body can do.  Even more than that, it makes me feel good, I am more efficient at work, I sleep better, the hubby and I get along better and life in general is all around better.  And I think I'm addicted.

We haven't posted any photos of our crossfit "journey" because it is really more of a lifestyle change, and we're taking one day at a time.  Let me tell you about crossfit...


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