There's a word that's been floating around in my cyberworld for bit now. I catch it here and there, but lately it's been totally in my face everywhere.
And that would be crossfit.
Although I've been reading a bit about crossfit on a few of my favourite blogs, I'm no expert by far and if you want the full deets, hop on over to visit the awesome Liz from 125. She's a Canadian chick who lives in Melbourne and is completely hardcore because she does crossfit herself. *I bow down*
After a twitter exchange with Liz a couple of weeks ago, I discovered that little ol' Mildura was hosting the Crossfit Youfit State of Origin Classic. Whaaa? Really? My home town? So, on Sunday Deon (my buff muscle man husband) and I took ourselves to Lock 11 where we sat. And watched. And were totally amazed. And, err, *slightly* intimated and suddenly felt quite weak and unfit compared to these athletes.
I had been thinking about crossfit for a while, and whether I should join up or not. Watching this
put the fear of God into me totally inspired me and I absolutely loved the camaraderie between the athletes. Even when they'd finish an individual event, they'd go and cheer on the other athletes and support them until every last athlete had finished. Pretty cool.
These are 200kg tires. No words. Nice eye candy though.. *insert shifty eyes here*
I kept watching this with two thoughts running through my mind. I want to do this. I think I can give it a shot and work on my strength and fitness level. Dude. You're out of your depth. Look at these people. They are MACHINES!
I don't know whether doing Crossfit would interfere with the running goals I have or compliment them. All I know is that after watching this amazing event, it's piqued my interest and I want to know more. Crossfit athletes. I bow down to your awesomeness!