For time:
150 Double Under
30 Toe 2 Bar
50 Squat
75 Double Under
20 Toe 2 Bar
40 Squat
50 Double Under
10 Toe 2 Bar
30 Squat


My CrossFit experience began similarly to many of yours, I’d imagine. In August 2014, I went to Colorado to visit family and was begrudgingly talked into climbing the Manitou Springs Incline. If you haven’t heard of it, I’d recommend Googling it. Basically it’s an old railroad track that’s carved out of a mountain and climbs 2000 feet in elevation from top to bottom in less than a mile and people climb it all the time- for fun. I completed it, but not without many near death moments gasping for breath, spitting sassy one liners and throwing around general attitude. I must say it wasn’t a graceful finish at all. But in that moment, I realized that I didn’t want to be the person that griped and complained whenever physical activity was suggested. The following month, I Googled CrossFit gyms in my area and found CF SAC. I walked out of my intro a few days later and vowed to never return because who, in their right mind, would ever come back for seconds of that? After whining about it to my now ex-boyfriend, he made a comment about how I never finish anything I start. And that was the beginning. Give me a reason to prove you wrong and I will.

Pre-CrossFit 2014

Pre-CrossFit 2014


I signed up for the next intro series, showed up and took my punishment and made three rules that I lived and died by. One, I would come 3 times a week every single week for 3 months with the goal of cutting my intro time in half at my retest. Two, if I saw a workout on the blog and thought, “Meh, I don’t want to do that one”, or “Huh, that looks terrifying” then you bet your bottom dollar I made sure to be in class those days. Strangely enough, and I’m sure many of the newbies are probably feeling this, those thoughts for sure happened darn near every day in the beginning. It gets better, things get less scary. Three, no matter what, I’d show up with a smile on my face with effort to put forth. No. Matter. What.

Three months passed, following those rules and I did, in fact, cut my intro in half (plus a few seconds, but who’s counting? Well, me, I’m counting, because PR!!!). I’m not saying it was easy. I’m honestly telling you that I wanted to stop so many times, give up, throw in the towel and revert back to my bump-on-a-log lifestyle but accomplishing that singular goal pretty much solidified what I’m doing here and I’ve held onto that feeling every day since.

Barbells For Boobs 2015

Barbells For Boobs 2015

I’ve tweaked my “rules” just a smidgen in the last year and a half to become goals, but the core is still there- show up, work on the skills that terrify, torment and elude me and keep a smile on my face and effort in my heart. Fast forward to where I’m at now and I can’t believe how far I’ve come and it’s daunting, at times, to know how much further I want to go in my training. I can’t throw enough love and props to the coaches for calling me on being a baby at times, telling me to add weight to the bar, or high fiving and making me laugh when I get frustrated. I’ve noticed how CrossFit has become my outlet for stress, the constant I can count on to kick my butt when I need an ego check and a solid victory when I just need a win in life. It’s become the place I feel most at home and I’m no longer the person who gripes about physical activity- I’m the one dragging people to do new things and get outside their comfort zone. I get a sick satisfaction when people ask me what I do for fun and I tell them about this stuff.

For the new people just joining this community, embrace every wild aspect of it. I’ve made some of the best friends I’ve ever known through this beautiful insanity because there is a binding force between people who legitimately want to better themselves every single day and an even stronger pull among those who choose to do it through CrossFit. For those veterans of SAC, don’t forget to shake a newbie’s hand because we were all there once and a million thank you’s for accepting my wild eccentricities, horrible jokes and general sass with open arms.

Heading into 2016, I’m planning on participating in my second Open (everyone better do it with me), dialing in my nutrition to further the benefit of all the time I spend in the gym, meeting any new, terrified face that comes through our doors and working on being better every single day. 

Here’s to finally linking double unders and getting pullups. Bring it, 2016. Cheers.