Strong Like Bull

So I tried CrossFit today. Why didn’t anyone warn me I’d feel like I got hit by a truck?

Strong Like Bull

I walked into the box (that’s what they call it, apparently I’m fancy now) thinking “how hard can it be?” The answer is: very hard. I deadlifted my own body weight, which sounds impressive until you realize I’m 5’8” and definitely not a heavyweight. But still. I DID IT.

The best part? Coming home and realizing that lifting Theo is now officially my cool-down exercise. Twenty pounds of squirmy baby? Please. I just moved 135 pounds of actual weight. I may be walking like I’m 90 years old, but I am officially a machine.

Marcus took this photo while I was explaining how strong I am now. He’s very impressed. Or scared. Hard to tell the difference.