Okay I’ll admit it. There’s nothing I hate more then those four little words coming out of my mouth: “Honey, you were right!” To my wife…or any spouse for that matter, its music to their ears. But, I’m a big boy and can admit when I’m wrong. You grow when you admit you’re wrong and it builds character..so they say. I come from a more traditional fitness background. Call it bodybuilding if you will, although I would never call myself a bodybuilder. My routine for years has been:
Pick 2 muscles. Work the shit out of them for an hour or two, a little bit of cardio and repeat the next day. Although cardio would always take a back seat if I was pressed for time.
I was also old school in thinking that the only way to burn fat was by doing hours of boring cardio on a treadmill running like a hamster. As Mark Sisson likes to call it, Chronic Cardio. My wife Carly discovered Crossfit by accident a few years ago and once she started she was hooked. I always thought Crossfit was:
- A ridiculous cult.
- A waste of money when you could get the same workout at a local public school playground for FREE.
I would never miss an opportunity to make fun of Crossfit.
I’m always trying to find ways to be more efficient with my time, and spending 1-2 hours in the gym (2-3 hours roundtrip with travel) when I could be spending more time with my family was starting to get to me. Yes I know all the Instagram and Twitter fitness God’s preach that you need to make the time to workout however, I’m not a professional athlete, bodybuilder or fitness model. My goals are simply to live a healthy and active life and spend as much time with my family as possible.
Carly has been saying for ages that she gets a better workout at Crossfit in 45 minutes then she ever did doing gymnastics as a kid or going to the traditional gym. Well she kept chipping away at me for the last several months and then finally something she said just really peaked my interest………
Keep the blue side up.
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