Never tried CrossFit but wonder what it would really be like? You could just go. Or you could start by checking out Angela Jimenez's awesome photoessay on CrossFit Gotham (complete with an insightful thousand word essay to accompany the pics). Or you could properly scare/pump yourself up by taking a look at this wild video of the CrossFit Games. But if that's not enough and you need a little more insight, you could also turn to our friends at Well + Good NYC, who dispatched an avid cyclist and weightlifting virgin to experience CrossFit for the first time with CrossFit South Brooklyn. Her final verdict: "My thighs felt a little like they got caught in some kind of farm equipment. I’m a little broken, but in the best possible way, and I’m already thinking about when I can go again." Read the full tale of her first time with overhead squats and sprints around the block over on Well + Good.
For Halloween, my Crossfit Coach is going to be a Shake Weight.
Yeah. I'm not dead. And I have been working out. Most of the time. A lot has been going on and I have a lot to tell you about. But I didn't want SW to hit a big fat million without my contribution, so I entered the minutes I knew I hadn't logged yet. Because I earned my minutes. I might log more when I get to sit down and recount everything that's happened for you. And I'm gonna.More...
“Out of all the agencies, this is the job you want to be physically fit for...that stuff doesn’t jump in that hopper. It gets in there by lifting, pulling, poking and dumping,” says the president of the Uniformed Sanitationmen’s Association. Accordingly, the Sanitation Department has a physical test. It's like trash CrossFit. Here's what it looked like in 1940:
- Hoist a 120-pound trash can up onto a 4 foot 6 inch ledge
- Scale an 8 foot tall fence
- Run 120 yards in 25 seconds while carrying a 50-pound dumbell in each hand.
Here's what it looks like today:More...
It was not easy to motivate today. I spent the weekend at home with the Husband, doing largely very little, we leave for ComicCon in a week, and our schedules have been extra hectic lately, so the quiet time was extra nice. So going to work was difficult. Going to the gym after falling asleep on the bus home was harder. Sophie made it damn near impossible.
I was on the fence about working out on Friday. It's been a long week, and I was so tired, and since I happen to have the weekend off I was trying to talk myself into lying around tonight because I'd be active this weekend.
Then the Husband called as I was walking into the builiding to tell me he had procured my two Double Doubles from In-N-Out. In-N-Out makes him a popular man. He always tells me stories about how people try to buy my burgers from him when he walks through LAX. The people at one particular In-N-Out have become familiar with this routine and tell him he's the best Husband ever (He is). Well, my Double Doubles got him an upgrade on his flight yesterday. He was going to check in his carry-on because the bag o' burgers qualifes as a second package, and the staffer at the gate not only told him he could sneak the package in, he upgraded the Husband to business class! In-N-Out is magic!