Contest - an event in which people compete for supremacy in a sport, activity, or particular quality
As
most of you know, I am a highly competitive person. Ironically, my
competitive nature has created a disdain from entering athletic competitions as
early as high school. I loved doing athletic activities, but not
performing in them. I didn't like the monster that crept inside of me
during competition which led me to compare myself to others - mentally
belittling one of the two in the process. So I opted out. In swimming,
my coach practically had to beg me to register for meets. In rec
sports, I sidelined myself to avoid the pressures of comparing my
performance to others. And let's be honest, I don't have baller
skills...so the team captains were probably satisfied enough with this.
Running,
on the other hand, has always created a beautiful forum for my
competitive ego. Unless you are intending to finish in the top 5 of
your age group, you are just one more face among the crowd on the
racecourse. The real competition is confined to you and the clock. My
performance is independent of every other racer out there (unless you
get boxed in...or someone falls and takes you out too...hate it when
that happens!).
Likewise, Crossfit has been
an excellent blessing to my life. Both gyms I have worked with have
created an atmosphere of loving encouragement amongst members. If I am
having an off day, but my rig neighbor is on-point, we celebrate her
victory, not my loss. Likewise, when I have been huffing and puffing at
the end of the WOD and the clock times out with 25 wallballs left, my
roommate (who finished with time to spare) has picked up a wallball and
finished the last 25 with me by my side (thanks Linz). Amidst this loving
encouragement, the competition (and my monster within) has remained
contained.
With this spirit of fellowship, and
encouragement from my coaches, I entered the Crossfit Open. The Open is
a worldwide competition amongst Crossfit athletes. For 5 weeks, a
weekly workout is performed by each athlete, judged by their affiliate,
and scored against every other athlete in their division around the
world. It is the ultimate benchmark to see how you are progressing, but
also to discover your areas of weakness.
In the
words of my coaches, "You should think of this as a celebration, not a
competition. The Open is a serious competition for about 1% of the
participants. For the rest it’s a celebration of their affiliate, the
entire CrossFit community, the hardwork they’ve put in and all the
blood, sweat, laughter and tears that have been spilt over the past
year. This is a chance for you to celebrate your fitness."
And
so the celebration began. To prepare, I committed to logging in
consistency with my work outs at the gym. I cut out alcohol.
I changed to a strict Paleo diet...which lasted 4 days...but overall improvements were made . I forced myself to go to bed earlier. I prepared in all the ways I knew how.
Here is what the CrossFit Open taught me:
1.
I am stronger than I thought. Truly, I hit a few PRs in the work outs
in the midst of fatigue, when you would least expect to PR. Looking down the
road, this means no more sand-bagging. It's time to dig deep!
2.
My weaknesses are many. Having someone judge every rep to ensure it
was performed to regulation standards was eye-opening. I've been
cutting corners which I hadn't intended to. Things which should have
been easy were made harder when precision was demanded. Each weakness presented an opportunity for work
and improvement.
3. I can dream bigger. Having
only recently mastered minored a pull-up, I had long written off
muscle-ups as impossible. I had never even attempted one. When 15.3
debuted with 7 muscle ups to start, I had to at least try for one. Did I
get it? Heck no...but it was the first time I had ever swung from the
rings. Now the mental seed has been planted. I can taste it. One day,
muscle-ups...one day.
4. Sometimes it's not you, it's the rope. I have been trying to get Double Unders (DUs) since I started CrossFit over two years ago. First, I had to master regular jump roping, which was a feat in itself. For the past year, I have worked pretty consistently on DUs with my own jump rope to little avail. Finally, someone recommended I shorten the my jump rope by 2 inches. And like magic, I am finally get DUs. They still aren't pretty, and I can only get one at a time, but progress is being made. Some days it's not you that is the problem...it really is the rope.
5. Community makes all of the difference. My affiliate split us into teams to make the Open more fun. It was a great chance to meet new people who were on my team but typically work out at different times than me. At first, I was worried that the inter-box competition would make the Open too competitive and spoil the fun. Thankfully, our team divisions did not diminish the Crossfit spirit of loving encouragement. The Open just increased our community's fervor for cheering for each other and celebrating our successes. When the work-outs tried to beat me down, my boxmates were there to cheer me on and push me harder.
I can't wait for the 2016 Open!
5. Community makes all of the difference. My affiliate split us into teams to make the Open more fun. It was a great chance to meet new people who were on my team but typically work out at different times than me. At first, I was worried that the inter-box competition would make the Open too competitive and spoil the fun. Thankfully, our team divisions did not diminish the Crossfit spirit of loving encouragement. The Open just increased our community's fervor for cheering for each other and celebrating our successes. When the work-outs tried to beat me down, my boxmates were there to cheer me on and push me harder.
I can't wait for the 2016 Open!
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