1 Min at each station:
KB Thruster @ 44/26
Alt DB Snatch @ 45/30
KB Goblet Squat @ 44/26
DB Deadlift @ 70/55
I was never an athlete as a child. I can remember from a young age my mom never forcing me to stay in any sport. Id try a few here and there and when they became difficult I quit. I accepted the bare minimum to get by. My dad wasn’t immediately in my life as a kid but from what I knew he was an avid baseball player and lifted weights everyday. You’d think SOME of that would have rubbed off on me, right? Once I reached high school I decided to put myself out there and try out for the basketball team. I remember my first practice we were running sprints which had to be completed in X amount of seconds and if someone didn’t make it, the entire team had to go again..and again. I was running for my LIFE and continued to finish too slow. We spent what felt like an hour doing these sprints and I continued to finish last. I was humiliated. I was doing the absolute best I could at that time, and it wasn’t enough. I walked out of that gym so defeated and in tears, I never went back and gave up ever perusing sports. I told myself there was no way I would ever be an athlete. That was a perfect example of how not capable I am.
Fast forward to my early 20s, I spent majority of my time ignoring my health, eating like garbage and drinking and partying every weekend. Not only was my weight creeping up, but my Diabetes was out of control. (Type 1). I woke up one morning January of 2015 and told myself I didn’t want to live this way anymore. I didn’t want to die like this. My lifestyle would have put me in the ground long before my time. Its hard when you have no direction, no purpose, no goals, literally existing. So I decided to set a goal of running in Tough Mudder in Lake Tahoe that summer. I had no idea HOW I was going to do this, all I knew was I needed to get moving. No gym membership, I just started “running” outside. My starting mile on day 1 was over 12 minutes. I trusted my gut that regardless of how long this took, it was 1000% better than anything I was doing before. I ran everyday, rain or shine around the block. Eventually 1 mile turned into 2 and soon I was doing 4-6 miles a day. I lost 30lbs and turned my 12 minute mile into 8 minutes. I completed Tough Mudder in Tahoe and my life was never the same. I couldn’t stop racing. I ran in so many races and placed in a few in the top 3 for my age group. I came across CrossFit wanting to increase my upper body strength and learn how to climb ropes since that’s in what I was doing then, Spartan races.
CrossFit brought me to my absolute true love of lifting. I continued to train at CrossFit for about a year before coming to Dave and telling him I wanted to compete in Powerlifting but I had no idea where to start. And like my usual fashion, I just jumped in. I competed in USA Powerlifting Federation and placed in my weight class. I was hooked. This, this was my thing. This was my everything. I recently lifted in the Winter Classic in December and finished with a 643# total. In the world of PL that isn’t huge, but for me to pull 300# deadlift was….man….no words still. I still get emotional talking about it.
Not only has lifting changed my life physically, but it brought my father back into my life. Our paths crossed one afternoon and having no idea what to say to him, I just blurted out I was lifting competitively, and for the first time in my life, we had common ground. He’s 65, plays in 4 baseball leagues and continues to lift everyday. We may never be close, but we have this together.
CrossFit not only brought me to lifting, it brought me some of the most incredible people I’ve ever met. You all are my reason for continuing to push myself. Your faith in me, I cannot thank you all enough. CrossFit Sac is my home and its crazy to think if I had not decided to change my life that morning, I wouldn’t be here today.
Thank you is all I can ever say. <3