so i got up today for the fourth time this week at 6:40 to go work out. i know that's not that early for a lot of people, but for a college gal like me, it's killer. 

turning each pedal of the sticky citi bike was like a never ending feat towards the west side, walking up the stairs to crossfit NYC was excruciating, and the twenty minutes of hard ass work were the worst twenty minutes of my life. i couldnt breathe, sweat kept dripping into my eyes, my pony tail was falling out, my legs were sore from previous workouts and my hands were ripping from holding all the bars even though i used chalk. 

after each round i felt like i wanted to quit and only kept going out of embarrassment of stopping. after every round i marked how many reps i got and each time i had less and less even though i wanted more and more. UGH. 

i left today feeling totally down in the dumps, not able to conquer the world like i want to.

just kidding! i love every moment of every WOD (workout of the day) we do at crossfit NYC. they are all challenging and may not be fun, but they are so worth it. i love the pain and sweat, the rips and short breaths, they are all worth every ounce of discomfort. i also love the power and fulfillment, the camaraderie and the encouragement i get from every single member of every single class. not only do i feel the energy from those around me, a switch flicks on inside me and its an energy that i feel nowhere else. after every single round, i ticked off more reps, competing with myself more than i've ever competed with anyone else in my life. i leave the gym every morning feeling accomplished and ready to take whatever gets thrown at me.

so, get your butt out of bed before work or school or whatever it is that you do and start your day right by going to crossfit!