I’ve gotten my mom a lot of presents over the years. Some good, but mostly bad if you consider the onslaught of all things useless between the ages of 5 and 15. Not to mention the fact that I’m born on her birthday so I effectively hijacked that gift-giving holiday until I had enough self-awareness …
A common pattern of mine, I think I have my shit mostly figured, and then I start dating. It’s like the overhead squat of life: it reveals all hidden weakness. The beauty and the sneaky trouble of spending most of my time around humans who CrossFit is that I forget I don’t have the a-typical …
The (MIS)Adventures Of Dating In An Athlete Body Read More »
When were you in the best shape ever? It feels like a straightforward question, usually involving a wistful look back into high school or college athletics before real life and refined carbs caught up to you. It harkens back to a time when your body didn’t have any shape to it all, or if it …
What Does It Mean To Be In “THE BEST SHAPE EVER”? Read More »
Walking into a CrossFit box can be like walking into the best executed filter on Tinder. All of a sudden you are flush in people who are fit, who speak CrossFit, who have a deep to obsessive physical respect of their bodies, and who already have at least one thing in common with you. Dating. …
If the first rule of CrossFit is to tell everyone how much you love CrossFit, then the second is to never admit when the last thing you want to do is CrossFit. CrossFit is great. CrossFit is how we move, it is our community, it is our (somewhat) secret language, it is our safe place, …
There is a moment in every CrossFitter’s life (usually minute 20 of what should’ve been an 8 min workout…) that we realize modification is the life force of any CF career not destined to burn out via a spiritual kick in the face. Fran does not need to last 20 min. In fact, one’s soul …
I’ve spent enough hours in a gym, done enough workouts that hurtle you into struggle, to hear “don’t be a pussy” thrown in there right as things start to get interesting. Look, I get it. The utterer of said statement didn’t mean “don’t be a vagina.” They didn’t even mean, “don’t be a girl, because …
