Somewhere in the deep recesses of my brain was the thought of "this might be a bad idea..." but hey...I feel like wonderwoman these days with how much energy I have gained because of how much weight I have lost.
So...I had been talked into signing up for an Army spouse Walk Out Stronger Crossfit competition.
The idea was your soldier did a set of run/exercises during a 25 minute timed period and then we spouses did the same/similar run/exercises for the same 25 minute time period and then they awarded prizes for the most awesome of all awesome crossfitters.
So....I've never done crossfit. Had heard alot about it...had heard great things...had heard it was a killer workout...and in my (pea) brain I thought...how hard can 25 minutes be?
Oh. My. H. E. double hockeysticks...
I did the modified version of the crossfit competition exercises...that would be an 800m run then 10 reps of each of the following three exercises over and over until our time ran out...Squats, Situps, Pullups.
Remember I did these modified, but even still...
I was so proud of myself at the end. I freakin' did FIFTY FIVE situps. FIFTY pullups and FIFTY FIVE squats along with an 800m run all in 25 minutes.
And...I beat my soldier's score. Woot!
This is me and my other ladies...it was only female spouses that signed up. I didn't win a dang thing except a whole lot of awesomeness for actually doing it and kicking my own arse.
Oh! but wait....then the next morning I got up and did a second color run.
With my kids.
I am so sore and achy...its 7:43 and as soon as I finish this post I'm going to bed with two advil to try and miraculously heal my muscles tonight because I've got ZUMBA in the morning baby! Woohoo!