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I'm Not Good at This!

I'm used to being the best. When I played softball, I was the fastest on the team. I was one of the best pitchers in our district. I was a straight A student in highschool. I was always the only girl in the gym lifting heavy-I liked showing the other girls(and sometimes the guys) up. I was good at "bodybuilding".

But CrossFit....I'm not so good at. This is a new feeling for me, and I don't like it.

I really want to be good at this. Right now, I suck. My conditioning is horrible. But I guess that's what years of bodybuilding with NO cardio does for ya!

I want to be able to breathe easier during a WOD...I want to be able to go through the workout without stopping, but I just physically can't...I want to be able to do all of the exercises at the prescribed weight unbroken, but most of the time I can't.

But one day, I will.

For now, I'll keep pushing harder and harder each workout. I won't quit or give up. I'll push through the pain, try to keep going when my body wants to stop. It's the only way I'll get better. I have to keep going even when I feel like I can't breathe. I'm not going to rest as long between exercises. I have to push harder. I have to be better.

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