10 Things that Make Me Blush

 
Prompt #2: List of ten things that will make you blush.
 
 
The most innocent form

stems from his initial glance

Eyes contacting; forever locking

Lust with the frolicking hint of something more

 

Perhaps the most piercing

is the one of least resistance

A kind of indifference

from a treasured heart I love

 

The embarrassing rings me to laughter

A missed step; a joke mistold 

Fleeting out of body visions

of past missed episodes

 

I redden with the sweaty defeat

of lost dreams

Continuously grasping for higher ground

while sinking six feet underneath

 

Yet – Grateful life

make me a wife

and happiness my groom!

Twist my lips upwards with joy

for rose glistens my cheeks

 

Give me wind in my face

Laces tightly bound

The thrill of the run

pounding soft pavement sounds

 

Light me on fire

with his brush

Catch my breath

within suffocating love

 

Harbor loud aches for the silent 

Palms ready for coin

Secret stories buried

within worthy souls

 

Cringe with my shame

Leave me

with only me

the only one to blame

 

Touch my heart

ask it to open not shut

For millions; any day

but for the closest ones

I close up

 

me

^^blushing ;)

*p.s. April is National Poetry Month so this just felt right… ?!

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Why Crossfit Is Not Just a ‘Fad’

One of my posts that receives the greatest number of hits each day is this piece on Rich Froning, both 2011 and 2012′s Fittest Man in the World.  Based on this information, the increasing number of commercials on TV, and friends / family members who have gotten involved with a ‘box,’ I’ve determined that crossfit is officially “IN.”

However, as with all things that undergo a drastic surge in attention, crossfit has also received a boatload of criticism.  To the outsider (or unaddicted-er), the community resembles a meat market for egotistical jocks, an inflated workout routine and even criticized for injury-prone movements.

Yet, perhaps the most insulting comment of all comes from the people who call crossfit a FAD.

I will probably still crossfit while I’m pregnant and beyond the age of 70

Ok, before you start freaking out.. are you a crossfitter?

No?

Ok, let me explain something.

I am an active person.  I enjoy exercise, mainly because it allows me to fit in the same pair of jeans for at least a year, but also because it gives me a happy feeling at the end.  A smart person once told me that this an endorphin.

Sure, I could go out and run 5 miles a day and receive the same high, but do I need to run 5 miles in the course of my everyday life?  Probably not.  Yet, I need to walk up stairs, carry groceries, cram myself into my tiny Mitsubishi Eclipse and fix things in my condo with 10 ft. ceilings (e.g. when my smoke detector was out of batteries last week… a little scary standing on one foot on my bar stool).

My point is that crossfit prepares me for everyday life.  20′ box jumps resemble stepping up stairs, carrying groceries is like farmer’s carries and heck – when I’m lugging around a 10 lb. baby – I hope that those power cleans were not done for nothing.

* Disclaimer prayer: Please lord do not make me give birth to a 10 lb. infant *

If you are still in shock that a woman can crossfit while pregnant or that yes - crossfitting grandmas exist, please click those links that I just provided you.

Oh, and if you were wondering, even my dancing has gotten better!! Keep the core tight, folks.

I have friends

I get it – that was a bold statement, but they exist, I swear!  One of the greatest advantages of crossfit is that not only do I break a sweat each week, but I interact with people. I have buddies, I challenge others to complete their goals and dreams, I immerse myself in others’ lives, their spouses, their struggles.  There is a common bond among crossfitters – we believe that we are strong in many avenues in life.  Whether that is PR’ing one of our Olympic lifts, cheering others on at a half marathon or providing a shoulder for someone to lean on, we encourage each other to persevere throughout life’s challenges.

I feel like a B.A.

I think that, as a woman, cleaning a barbell is one of the most gratifying activities.  When that weight hits your chest and you turn up your elbows with the perfect speed, it is the biggest rush.  ”Yeah, I just cleaned that weight again.”  <— Definitely said that to myself during a workout.

Furthermore, have you seen how awesome people look lifting 100# overhead, jumping on a 30′ box, and getting their first pull up??!! Bad A!  Real bad.

As the story goes, haters gonna hate.  The criticism will not die down anytime soon.  I will most likely never make it to the Crossfit Games, probably not even a regional competition.  I might not ever have six-pack abs or looks as cute as some of the girls on the new crossfit commercials.  But, I do know that, for me, crossfit is the furthest thing from a fad.  Instead, it has become of the largest sources of happiness, encouragement and strength in my life.

WOD ON.