Drink The Crossfit Kool-Aid!

Last night I had a really funny dream. I dreamt that I was at Disneyland, and that it was kind of set up like high school. Different classes were doing Crossfit, and my mom happened to be participating in "Helen" for the day. I was so proud of her! She did it in 50:00 minutes, which, given that she has a terminal illness, isn't bad at al

l. I was telling her about the dream this morning, and she thought it was hilarious. I told her she probably could do the workouts if she was just patient, and worked with a trainer. My mom said "ABSOLUTELY NOT!" But, she was curious about what it is about Crossfit that I like so much and what I think it has given me.

My best friend Mike got me into Crossfit at a time in my life where things were out of my control. My mom was really sick and in the hospital, I was unemployed, and diagnosed with infertility. The medicines they were putting me on caused me to lose my hair, throw up daily, and suffer from insane depression. It was not a good time to be Rachel. A year later, things haven't really changed. My mom is still sick, I'm still infertile, and the medicines are just as crappy. However, how I am able to face life and it's challenges has definitely gotten better. I have the energy to care about what fuel I put into my body, and I have made a schedule that I am sticking to with my workouts. I have made great friends and improved the friendships that I had prior to Crossfit because I am a better problem-solver and more independant. Mike also introduced our other best friend, Josh, to Crossfit as well. He has lost over 45 lbs and has made his health and well-being a priority again after 7 years in a high-stress job. We all call each other after our WODs to brag and commiserate. I'm lucky. And happy.

50 minute Helen or not, I think Crossfit can do a lot for people if they just let it. Drink the Kool-Aid!