i’ve always thought of myself as a strong person – physically strong. i’ve sort of prided myself on knowing that if furniture needed to be moved i could do it. i needed no help lugging around luggage or boxes or bags. help with my groceries? not necessary, i’ve got it. but, recently, i’ve discovered that while i still think of myself as strong – i’m not. i don’t know that i’ve deteriorated to official weakling, but i am certainly fast on my way. just before i decided to redefine myself as nowhere near as strong as i thought i was, i came across a business card for crossfit chiang mai.
what is crossfit? it’s “constantly varied high-intensity functional movement” it’s “fitness for life”. and it’s really challenging. really. i happen to know one of the trainers – i didn’t know he led this secret trainer life, but knowing the trainer certainly made it easier to give it a go. i went for my initial assessment. the work out included rowing, pushups, pullups, squats and sit-ups. nothing too difficult – at least reading it on the board wasn’t difficult. the brilliant thing about crossfit is it’s completely scalable. need to do push-ups and can’t do an all out push-up? that’s okay, because you could do a girl lever push-up. can’t do a lever push-up? that’s okay, you can do one leaning against a bar. (i have personal experience with this. you’d be surprised how hard it is to do a push-up against a bar when you have absolutely no very little upper body strength.) and pull-ups? those are scalable, too. and squats? yep, scalable, or relocatable (i don’t think that’s crossfit lingo). i kept falling forward, the solution to that is to get really, really close to a wall. facing the wall. as you go up and down – and your form is not so good and you end up leaning too far forward – you can drag your face along the corrugated metal.
i survived the assessment, i might not have been able to lift a coffee cup the next day, but i’d gotten in the required numbers of each thing. it’s only been a few weeks and changes are already noticeable. i can do a squat, with no help from a wall. i can do a girl lever push up. it’s not pretty, but i do get it done.






Yey for you!! Crossfit is pretty popular here, my husband does some of their workouts with a group. I can’t wait to hear how you feel in a few weeks!
That’s awesome! You do know the goal of Cross Fit is to make you vomit after each work out, right? hahaha I think some folks I know from many years ago are involved in that, M and D R?
that must be a secret goal that they prefer you experience before they tell you!! and, yep, they are involved. he’s the trainer with the secret identity.
well I haven’t vomited yet. But I’ve cried, and I’ve kicked things. Does that count?
it does count! and you have a most impressive scream!
Hey Monica,
I couldn’t help but post. I have been doing CF for a little over a year now and LOVE it. Keep at it, you will be a Firebreather in no time! It’s hard stuff, but incredibly addictive!
firebreather?? that sounds painful and dangerous.
Have you read up on regular XFit sites? You will read all about the vomitlisciousness hahaha. Tell M I said hi (Melissa from Sisaket)…many many years since I’ve seen them. Thanks for deleting the last name! I forget about web etitquette sometimes.
vomitlisciousness sounds like a really bad word mashup.
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