Fitness Fresh: Progress is Intoxicating

My old trainer rarely corrected my form.

Weird, right?

Most of the other teachers I've had did so freely. They'd gently pull my hips back and higher in downward dog. Remind me to get those knees up; keep my shoulders back; stretch my arm that way. Tell me to keep my chest open and head up while lifting or lunging (thanks Kam Chancellor.) We'd get general direction as an entire class, but unless you were in egregious danger of injuring yourself, you were on your own in getting form right.

In CrossFit, I'm getting my form or technique evaluated constantly. I'm pretty sure I get feedback on how to do it better more than I get things right! When you're used to not getting criticism (and wrongly believing you are doing everything well), being critiqued a lot can take some getting used to.

What I've learned in CrossFit so far is that it takes time and practice to excel - or even be decent - at it. I was used to excelling at everything in my old classes, and now I'm usually near, if not the last to finish my workout. 

This is growth.

I love CrossFit so far. Progress is intoxicating. I do a move. I get feedback on my form and technique. No matter how bad that first try or that last set was, all I want to do is get better.

The desire to improve keep me coming back to class. It outweighs the excuses and fears that might've kept me away a month ago.

I'm sore all the time, so I stretch more. I sleep better. I eat better. I read about improving my form/diet/health more. I work on perfecting my form while I'm at home or doing an open workout at the gym.

The desire for progress is the central force that keeps fitness a priority in my life. I'd lost that for so long! I have no intention of losing sight of it again anytime soon.

Read all of my posts in The Year to Flourish here.