Death to the Fat Man
I just saw an amazing video on crossfit's facebook page. It is the beginning of a story of a man that is trying to the fat man that he has become by doing crossfit. I dont think I have ever placed my personal story ont his blog yet so this inspired me to do so. I was a recruiter for about 3.5 years in the great state of Maine which did nothing good for my waist line. The stress of the job, becoming stationary due to the job and a lot of fast food on the road for work put my weight well over 200 pounds. I had a couple of minor injuries that added to my weight gain. One of which was a pretty nasty car crash. I walked away from that crash with limited motion in my neck and arms. (Thanks to this I gained the nick name no neck at Wasatch Crossfit.) My last PT test in Maine was very low 80 thanks to every trick I could find.
So when I got to Utah I was broken and fat. Everything I did took me twice as long just due to my poor health. The first time I saw Crossfit was back in Maine the guard unit where I worked out would follow the main site and I watched them do some crazy stuff. So when I got here I decided that I needed to do something to make myself better than I was.
That first couple of weeks at Wasatch I thought I was going to die. I honestly do not think I had suffered that much in the past. The biggest problem that I ran into was my pride. I always thought I could do more than I could and would push myself that much harder to improve. Damen at Wasatch was amazing at always putting me in check when I would go to hard.
That fat man did not go quietly into the night I can still here him ever day and some days he wins out. Thanks to Crossfit my run time went from some where in the 13 minute range to an 1130 mile and a half. My score also increased to over a 90. The fat man was slowly getting beating. Diet is one that I will always struggle with I have a love affair with food and that is where that fat man gets me every time. After about six months in Crossfit I started to look at myself and my family history. If it is bad and can kill you someone in my family has dealt with it. So that forced me into becoming a runner.
So now two years into my new life and the fat man has left the building. The funny thing is that last night on the ride home from a date night with my wife she told me that I was one of the most single minded fitness trainers she has ever seen. I let her get it off her chest without saying to much. I have been in battles similar to this one and normally I love it but when it is the women you love you just sit back and let her speak. I do how ever belief that I am one of the most open minded fitness trainers out there. I love to try new things and although for strength training I lean hard towards Crossfit it is not the only place I get my inspiration.
The one thing that killed me that she said was that women do not get motivation from things like Crossfit and feeling inferior to others working out close to you. When I started Crossfit I was a slug I do not think there was a person in the gym that was slower than me. There were some beasts in the classes guys that were dead lifting 400 pounds and I could barely get up 200. The thing that inspired me to get better came from within but aslo from the community at Crossfit. From the very best to the very worst we are all fighting the same fight, some may be doing more weight but is the same fight. Those that have been in crossfit for a long time understand how hard that fat man fights back and because of that they fight with you. It could be round five of a seven round wod and I would be sucking air body hurting justing wanting to quit until someone slapped me on the back and told me to dig in. How great is it to complete a work out and have everyone cheering for you not because you were the best but because you did not give up. If a person can not get behind that then I do not know what they can get behind. So this is just my way of saying if you are getting ready to start the battle or dead in the trenches keep it up it only gets easy over time. Remember we that are seeking to be better are just beasts in training and everyday we train we are better than we were yesterday.
So when I got to Utah I was broken and fat. Everything I did took me twice as long just due to my poor health. The first time I saw Crossfit was back in Maine the guard unit where I worked out would follow the main site and I watched them do some crazy stuff. So when I got here I decided that I needed to do something to make myself better than I was.
That first couple of weeks at Wasatch I thought I was going to die. I honestly do not think I had suffered that much in the past. The biggest problem that I ran into was my pride. I always thought I could do more than I could and would push myself that much harder to improve. Damen at Wasatch was amazing at always putting me in check when I would go to hard.
That fat man did not go quietly into the night I can still here him ever day and some days he wins out. Thanks to Crossfit my run time went from some where in the 13 minute range to an 1130 mile and a half. My score also increased to over a 90. The fat man was slowly getting beating. Diet is one that I will always struggle with I have a love affair with food and that is where that fat man gets me every time. After about six months in Crossfit I started to look at myself and my family history. If it is bad and can kill you someone in my family has dealt with it. So that forced me into becoming a runner.
So now two years into my new life and the fat man has left the building. The funny thing is that last night on the ride home from a date night with my wife she told me that I was one of the most single minded fitness trainers she has ever seen. I let her get it off her chest without saying to much. I have been in battles similar to this one and normally I love it but when it is the women you love you just sit back and let her speak. I do how ever belief that I am one of the most open minded fitness trainers out there. I love to try new things and although for strength training I lean hard towards Crossfit it is not the only place I get my inspiration.
The one thing that killed me that she said was that women do not get motivation from things like Crossfit and feeling inferior to others working out close to you. When I started Crossfit I was a slug I do not think there was a person in the gym that was slower than me. There were some beasts in the classes guys that were dead lifting 400 pounds and I could barely get up 200. The thing that inspired me to get better came from within but aslo from the community at Crossfit. From the very best to the very worst we are all fighting the same fight, some may be doing more weight but is the same fight. Those that have been in crossfit for a long time understand how hard that fat man fights back and because of that they fight with you. It could be round five of a seven round wod and I would be sucking air body hurting justing wanting to quit until someone slapped me on the back and told me to dig in. How great is it to complete a work out and have everyone cheering for you not because you were the best but because you did not give up. If a person can not get behind that then I do not know what they can get behind. So this is just my way of saying if you are getting ready to start the battle or dead in the trenches keep it up it only gets easy over time. Remember we that are seeking to be better are just beasts in training and everyday we train we are better than we were yesterday.
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