There's a lot going on!

In a world full of chaos, I am happy to welcome the chaos that is my life. I am blessed – and have a lot going on – and I’m behind on spring cleaning – but mostly, I am blessed.

Doodlebug started Kindergarten and I only cried for 24 hours. I did wait until I got back into the car from walking him into class to start though – I’m such a controlling badass that way.

Kat has a full load this year as a junior. Taking college courses is going to be a breeze compared to her elective course in Culinary Arts. ? I know! Right! She sat at the table after the first day of school and said in her most exciting voice “We are going to actually get to cook!” Then she not-so-jokingly said “Maybe my teacher will give me extra credit mom, if she knew you just Googled how to boil an egg. Maybe she will feel sorry for me knowing I haven’t been predisposed to the art of cooking.” That my dear child just may work – my daughter is a genius folks! This will be one class that if she makes a bad grade, I won’t complain, and maybe? I will even take the credit…

 

Kiki is now in High School…another tear. She has committed to a distinguished degree plan and hasn’t even bitched about me forcing her to play tennis once! Maybe it’s because she knows she needs 1.5 PE credits to graduate high school? Or maybe she has concluded that her incessant laziness has sparked a mommy demon from the depths of hell of which the likes she doesn’t want to deal with anymore? Probably the latter, since she started Crossfit with me. She totally rocks!

Mr. K has been involved with opening his own company and making me one of the proudest wife’s EVER! I admire him for having the courage and the same vision as I of getting rich and retiring! Ummm just to clarify, that’s just me retiring, not him. Well ok – maybe we don’t share the same vision. That’s okay. He has been doing a wonderful job juggling start-up, new clients and success. And you know what? It’s only going to get better! Whoop! Whoop! So cheers to you honey for making dreams a reality! Xoxo

Today – in this moment – I express gratitude.

Life is good!

Why I love crossfit.

I’ve been doing Crossfit for a few weeks now and I can honestly say I. Love. It.

(When I don’t do it – I’m bitchy. This my friends is how I know Crossfit is changing my body for the better. My endorphins have been put into overdrive and they no longer like the slow lane, whereas before? they were dormant and bitched about too much activity in the slow lane!)

Crossfit challenges me. What I think I love best is the unpredictability of its workouts. It’s never boring and it pushes me to compete with myself. Eventually I will find the athlete that once existed, but for now, I am happy ending every workout in the hurling position with sweat dripping from my nose – it feels great!

I’ve also had Kiki doing the workouts with me. It’s not a competition about which person will finish first or faster – we workout against ourselves - to beat our previous scores. She played tennis for 6.5 hours the other day and still asked if we could do the crossfit workout too! I would venture to guess that she really likes it...

I can almost write that I think I am totally in love with Crossfit – I’m sure as I get stronger, I will write those very words one day.

What I’ve learned very quickly regarding Crossfit is that it is sneaky and progression happens like this:

Maybe on one of your first days you happen to perform a workout that requires you to log how many pushups or sit-ups you can do within a certain amount of time. Then you don’t do them again for two weeks. Then you walk in to find you need to once again log how many pushups or sit-ups you can do within a certain amount of time and you think to yourself “it will be the same – I haven’t done any more in two weeks!” and maybe you get discouraged a little. You begin the workout and recognize that you’ve doubled your numbers from the first time. Reality strikes - it dawns on you that every different exercise you had done within those two weeks was ALSO helping develop the muscular strength and endurance you needed to perform pushups and sit-ups.

You might even smile secretly to yourself --- knowing you are becoming a badass. ;-)