But you, Lord, are a shield around me, my glory, the One who lifts my head high. Psalm 3:3
Monday December 5th WOD
10 minutes gymnastics skill work.
(bar muscle up)
2 Deficit handstand Push-ups (8/4")
4 Hang Squat Cleans (225/155)
6 Muscle Ups
The day she gave birth to me, my mom played a racquetball game against a man (same age as she was) and easily beat him. Now, at age 70, she teaches Zumba, yoga, and Enhanced Fitness (Arthritis) classes a minimum of 5 days a week, often times instructing 5 classes a day. My dad held push up, dip, pull up, and weightlifting records at his high school in Sacramento, California for almost twenty years. He currently hunts, plays golf (too much, according to my mom) and works out five days a week at Granite. I participated in softball, track, gymnastics, dance, and cheerleading growing up, as well as in my adult life. I got my AFAA Group Fitness Certification my sophomore year of college and taught a plethora of classes while at Montana State. Sports, fitness, and being active were simply our lives.
I had been physically fit for most of my life, but I was thrown a curveball when I married my husband Corey in 2007. We had difficulties getting pregnant due to “unexplained infertility”. Depression hit, and all of a sudden it was difficult to think about anything other than having a baby. I would bawl every time a diaper commercial came across the TV. Getting to the gym was not even on my radar; I became consumed with finding a way to become a parent.
After four years of trying to conceive, the doctors at Billings Clinic were able to help us get pregnant with In-Vitro Fertilization. I followed all the pregnancy rules to a ‘T’: no heavy lifting, no eating fish, no caffeine, heat up deli meat to eliminate listeria, etc. Pregnancy was terrible for me, due to hyperemesis gravidarum. I was hospitalized a number of times for being extremely dehydrated because I couldn’t quit throwing up. This was not your average case of morning sickness. I was puking all hours of the day through all three trimesters. But somehow, I made it through...
On February 16, 2012, Aleksei-James Tomita Trudell was born. Leks came into our world, and I thought everything would return to normal. I truly believed my body would return to its pre-pregnancy weight and those 42 pounds my eight-pound son made me gain would just melt away. I thought I’d be able to tumble with my cheerleaders and run the bases in city league softball just like before. Yeah, I was SO wrong.
As much as I loved being a mother, I was starting to hate myself. I desperately wanted to get back to the gym, but I didn’t know how to do it with a baby, a full-time teaching job, and a husband who was constantly working out of town.
My friends from our small-group couples Bible study encouraged me to try CrossFit. Annie Foster and Hope Cicero told me how much I’d love it, and invited me to try it out with them. But I was too scared. I couldn’t even look at myself in the mirror - how could I go to a CrossFit gym? Annie, who was pregnant with Libby at the time, invited me to try a class. I thought to myself, “Ok, she’s pregnant, so it won’t be THAT bad.” Number one, I overestimated my abilities, and number two, I extremely underestimated Annie’s abilities! She made everything look easy, and she was EIGHT. MONTHS. PREGNANT. She graciously told me how impressed she was with how I did (very funny), and I walked out of the door thinking, “Well, I tried it, and now I know I can’t do it. I’ll never be back.” A few days later, Josh left me a voicemail saying he wanted me to call back and let him know how the workout went. I quickly deleted the voicemail and felt guilty about purposely NOT returning his call (sorry Josh!). The depression and weight gain continued for two more years.
One day, Katie Krivitz, another member from our Bible study, stopped by our house while on a walk with her boys. She told me how she was enjoying not only the workouts at CrossFit Billings, but the community. “Quit making excuses, and just meet me there on Friday,” she insisted.
Despite it being April Fool’s Day, I showed up to the 3:30 class. It was being taught by Mack who intimidated me because he looked like a Greek God with his Goddess Courtney by his side. (Could GOD have found a better looking, nicer couple to bring together?! Doubt it. Well, there’s also the Fosters, so I guess HE’s two for two. Oh, I can’t forget about the Hansons. Three for three. Don’t worry, Josh. HE has a really good batting average with CFB people….) Seriously, what was I doing back here? Who, besides Katie, would know if I quietly sneaked out the door before Mack/Hercules briefed us? But for some reason, I stayed.
I would love to be able to say I killed the workout, but I didn’t. There was running involved (my nemesis) and I thought I may just take a left instead of going the normal route, and head to Burger King. Somehow, I made it through. It was not pretty, but I did it. I spoke with Yurii after the workout and told him to sign me up for Elements right away; I knew if I walked out that door again, I’d probably never make it back.
I begrudgingly went to Elements, and guess who my coach was? Yep, it was Mack/Hercules. Great. He’s going to judge me and wonder why I’m even there. But he didn’t. He encouraged and praised. He made me feel welcome. Somehow, he made me feel like I belonged there.
I’ve been walking through that dreaded door now for a little over seven months. I’ve found my love of being active once again, and truthfully, I’m scared to let it go. Not because I’ve started to see muscle definition like I had before Leks, or because my clothes are finally fitting better, but because I never want to go back to that dark place...that depressed version of me.
I love ALL the coaches; they are all truly amazing. However, the classes I attend are typically taught by Josh, Mack, or Yurii. They are all lifesavers in my mind. Their patience with me is incredible, and they know how to encourage and push me exactly when and where I need it. The cool thing is that they are like that with ALL the members. I believe that’s what makes CrossFit Billings the best place to work out.
Does CFB produce the most elite athletes in Montana? I don’t know, but I DO know that the members support one another NO MATTER WHAT. We are a family who does life together regardless of our past. When we walk through that door, we all are making strides toward a better version of ourselves spiritually, mentally, and physically. I am thankful my husband, son, and parents have supported me in finding my new/old self. I know they’ll continue to do so because it’s easy for them to see what an incredible place CrossFit Billings truly is.
Posted on 12/4/2016 at 12:00:00 PM
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