Why I CrossFit | Friday, March 23, 2012 |
So today I posted something on Facebook that caused an unexpected discussion about continuing sports while injured. Here is the situation. I CrossFit. I love CrossFit. I live for CrossFit. I have been doing it intensely for about a year and unfortunately, I developed tendonitis and bursitis in my right shoulder as well as a beginning of a tear in the tendon. I had pain off and on for about 5 or 6 months, but it never really hurt when I worked out, so I just ignored it. Stupid, I know. One day, I couldn’t do side planks without pain and I decided to go see a doctor about it. I got xrays and MRIs done and the doctor said to stay off weights for 4-6 weeks and go to a physiscal therapist. So, I didn’t do any kind of arm activity for 2 weeks and my shoulder hurt more than ever.
I went to my first visit to the physical therapist and he said that sometimes if people completely stop all activity, the area hurts more than normal. He recommended that as long as it doesn’t hurt, do whatever I did at 50% of normal, but continue the activity. So that’s what I did. And you know what? My shoulder felt immediatly better once I started weights again at a 50% reduction of normal. There was so much improvement over 4 weeks with physical therapy and a reduced weight load.
So it was a complete shock to me when I went back to the original doctor to report on my progress and he said “no weightlifting”. And I asked “for how long?” And he said (half jokingly) “forever!” And the look of horror on my face made him say “as a doctor, that is what I’m supposed to say.” He seemed to imply pretty much do what I have been doing for the last month. Maybe it was a language thing that didn’t come through. Don’t know. But I left there thinking that it’s ok for me to just continue what I have been doing. After all, I have been seeing improvement.
So I posted this on FB, and wow, did I get a lot of responses. People criticizing CrossFit, saying how it’s destined for people to get injured. Criticizing me for continuing something that is my passion, despite the health risks. So I want to tell you a story, some of you know it, some of you don’t.
This is what I looked like not too long ago. Yeah, I know.

For about half of my life, I was really overweight. Sometimes not so much, sometimes a lot. But I have always been at least +40 lbs, usually more. When I was 38, I decided enough is enough (at around 90 lbs overweight) and started running. It was the easiest and cheapest thing to do. I quickly realized that I couldn’t just RUN, I needed a goal. So I signed up and ran the Munich half marathon and it was a humiliating experience. I was the absolute last and had the van that followed me for about half the course to make sure that I wouldn’t have a heart attack and also so that they knew when to take down the markers for the course. Yeah. Not fun. But fuck them. I finished (along with the fast 10k runners).

And because I am an overachiever, I needed a “real” challenge, so I signed up for a full marathon. So many people said I was reaching too high, I should start slower, smaller, and I am not fast enough for a marthon. Again, fuck them! In 2010, I finished the Loch Ness Marathon. I certainly wasn’t fast, but I wasn’t last either. I did it. I did something that almost everyone said I couldn’t do. It was awesome, a true turning point in my life. Ask people who run if they have done a marathon, and you’ll find that many of them haven’t because it “takes too much training” or they’re not “good enough” to run it yet, but it’s almost always on the horizon. And yet, as overweight as I was, I did it. Fuck those that say you shouldn’t sign up if you can’t do it in less than X hours. If you want it bad enough, DO IT.

About a month after the marathon, I got injured (!!) running (some kind of hamstring thing) and had to find alternative exercising because I certainly didn’t want to go back to my previous self. I did bodyweight exercises for a while and when I went home to Hawaii, a friend of mine suggested to try CrossFit. So I did. And I LOVED it. Another turning point in my life.
When I came back to Munich, I went gangbusters and trained 2,3,4 and then eventually 6-7 days a week and went crazy when I couldn’t exercise. Yes, this previous couch potato complaining because she couldn’t exercise!!! I finally found MY sport. The woman who never exercised had an actual SPORT that she LIKED! WOW. I saw immediate and frequent progress. In a few months, I went from not being able to do a pullup (EVER, in my life, and oh how I’ve tried!), to doing one! I did “man” push-ups! I did double unders! The list went on and on. There has NEVER been a sport that I liked enough and was passionate about for this long.
Is CrossFit perfect? Of course not. There are criticisms, naturally, and I have some of my own. But there is something about CrossFit that speaks to people - otherwise it wouldn’t be so popular. My story is not unusual in the least.
So here I am, with a sports injury and a doctor telling me that I have a choice. I can either stop lifting weights FOREVER and not have surgery. OR I could continue what I’m doing and possibly get a tendon tear and have to have surgery with up to a year of recovery (after which, I could continue to do weightlifting). I will remind you, dear readers, to look at my before picture. I was at risk health-wise for much more than shoulder surgery. Some of you might think that I love my sport SO much that I’m going to “work through the pain”, of course not. I know I have an injury and I know my limitations. I have been doing weightlifting throughout the recovery process (some exercises same as usual, some lighter than usual, some not at all) and have seen significant improvement, so I’m going to continue on that course. I see nothing wrong with that.
People who run have injuries. People who ski have injuries. People who do sports with any kind of intensity have injuries. People who do nothing at all have injuries.

So look at me now. I am almost 41 years old. I’m still not at my “goal weight”, but right now, I’m more concerned about my snatch, clean and jerk form and having enough strength to do 8 strict pullups by the end of the year. I have self-confidence again. I have passion. I love life. I love CrossFit.






