I just messaged my trainer seeing if she had any openings for the weekend. Because I didn’t want to wait until Tuesday next week for another workout. Because I like working out? This is a thing now? I don’t even recognize myself.

Really, I blame my friend/colleague who told me to try crossfit. She changed me. Made me this… person. It’s all her fault.

But I’m excited to go back tomorrow. Last night was my first barbell workout where we first worked up to my max 1 rep strict overhead press and then 5 rounds of 12 lower-weight presses. I maxed out at 85 lbs, which I think is good for a beginner, but who knows, maybe it’s pathetic. I then did my 5 rounds at 55 lbs which got hard fast. By the end I was managing two, maybe three presses at a time before I had to rack the bar. But I finished them all (plus 5 rounds of 16 calories on the skierg and 14 abmat situps).

That workout made me feel strong and badass. There’s really nothing in the world like the feeling you get when you first pick-up that barbell. And now I’m craving it. I want to feel strong again.

Fuck yeah, barbells!