CrossFit

Our neighbor (and friend) Wendy is married to a Marine. She's a former Marine. And she's studying to become a personal trainer.

She's asked me a few times if I'd like to work out together in her garage gym. "Of course I do" I've said, and meant it. But somehow, we've never gotten around to it.

Saturday, she mentioned it again. "Sure, we'll set a time." Maybe that was vague?

Sunday, she gave me an actual date; let's work out Monday or Tuesday. "OK, sure, just give me a call and we'll work out the details."

Today, she called and said, how about this afternoon. Yikes! She's really holding me to this! While I've really wanted to (really, no joke!) I'm not even close to being half as fit as her!

OK, I say to myself, just put on those baggy workout clothes and go do it. The three of us traipse across the street. The kids make their way up to her daughters room, where she's waiting after Pre-K (Cooper and her daughter are only about a year apart.)

Children taken care of, we begin.

WOW! This is not bad! I can do this! Wendy uses the CrossFit circuit system, which uses interval strength training, in repeated intense sections for a timed period. For 20 minutes we did continuous reps of pushups, dips, box jumps, and squats (with a medicine ball.) I made it! AND I'm actually looking forward to doing this again, with Wendy guide me! Best of all, I don't have to go anywhere but across the street!

However, it's 7 hours later and I'm getting pretty sore...