The 3 reasons I hate CrossFit
Let’s cut straight to the hate.
My Mum & Dad, who are 66yrs of ripe old age, do it. And my Dad has a hand disability which leaves him unable to make a grip with his left hand.
They come religiously 4 times a week and choose the right scaling options for themselves and finish their workouts – all the bloody time.
I hate it because there’s no excuse for me to skip a workout, saying it’s too hard, too technical or too anything else.
There’s no out.
There’s always a Scaling option which means you can’t hide.
The very nature of CrossFit is born from high-intensity training which essentially means – do more work in less time.
It’s confronting, humbling and just down-right hard work.
You can’t escape it and you already know before you go to a workout it’s going to be hard.
The sort of hard that leaves you fitter, stronger & faster – pity about that. (Note sarcasm)
#3 Hate: It’s never-ending.
Back in the days before I CrossFitted I was pleased with myself to have “mastered” strength training, got my shiny little black-belt in Tae Kwon Do and dabbled in Triathalons along the way as well.
There was an end-game in a short space of time and mastering the skills was always within reach.
But with CrossFit it’s a never-ending game of being a beginner – again and again and again.
You have to swallow your pride, be patient and enjoy the journey, because the destination is a long way away.
Boredom is nowhere in sight and I hate knowing that there’s a plethora of skills to master, and can only be mastered when your basics, your foundations are (mostly) flawless.
It’s a long-game, not a quick-fix.
Patience Jodie, Patience.