The grueling part of the workout was pretty much the entire thing. The lady that teaches Saturday's class combines kickboxing and regular crossfit to makeup the workout. Since I have added Saturday's class to my regimen, I believe it has consistently been the most challenging of the week. Today's workout had more kicks, lifts and other moves, than I can begin to list. After the last round of exercises, I laid on the floor for about two minutes to catch my breath. When I stood up, a mark of sweat outlining my body remained. I know that sounds gross. However, it also shows how hard my body worked today.
My proudest moment of the day came when it was time for sit-ups, eighty of them to be exact. I was teamed with my best workout partner ever, Catherine. She would run the length of the mat and back. While she rested, I would then do ten full sit-ups. This would continue for eight rounds. Today marked only the third day that I have even attempted a sit-up in more than 20 years. Yet instead of thinking about it for while and dissecting whether or not I could do it, I just decided that I would do it.
If there ever was a time that I needed a great cheerleader encouraging to make it through, this was it. And fortunately, Catherine was my answer. Through the first five rounds when I reached the point that I didn't feel I could do it anymore, Catherine would shout, "Come on Karen! Only four/three/two more! You've got this!". At round six, the instructor told me to drop the sit-up count back to five. And at the end of round eight, Karen True had completed sixty five sit-ups. I knew the reason that I had made it was because of having someone like Catherine on my side reminding me I could do it the whole way through.
When I got up off the mat, I was overwhelmed with such a great feeling of accomplishment that I started to cry. I gave Catherine a hug to thank her for helping me. I had shocked myself. I never dreamed six weeks ago I would be able to do sixty five sit-ups at this point. If I could have done anything afterwards, it would have been to go to a t-shirt designer and have a shirt made that said, "I did sixty five sit-ups today". Yes, I was that proud of my achievement.
It is truly amazing that after having such a terrible day personally yesterday, today can turn out to be so very fantastic. After wanting to do nothing but throw in the towel yesterday, today I am renewed and know that I will succeed. Five weeks into crossfit and I am doing sixty five sit-ups. How many more will I be able to do at ten weeks and fifteen weeks? With each new challenge comes a new success. I am well on my way to a healthy, skinny me.