From Gym Rat to WOD Killer: How I caught the bug.

Puking. Cliche as it sounds that was my body's first response to CrossFit, I didn't actually know what CrossFit was. Somewhere in between muscular fatigue and central nervous system overload I found my self praying to the Porcelain God like I just finished a long night of drinking.  What did I get myself into? I love this, I suck at this but I want to get better. Those were just some of the thoughts running through my mind, and I thought I was in good shape. I grew up doing gymnastics since a child and wrestling through high school. After a very inactive 4 years I started working out at 22. Doing the basic 5 day plan, back and bis, chest and tris, legs, you know.  I was good too. I made great strength and superficial gains. I carried this into the Marine Corps and started lifting a lot more. Taking "Animal" supplements and "No-explode" hitting 2 a days. Life was good. At 185lbs and 9-11% body fat I was squatting 405 for sets of 10 and 500 for 3-5. My Dead Lift was 550 and was benching 315 for reps even put up 405 once. I thought I was good. I ran my Marines 5 days a week in the morning for 3-7 miles, distance depended on their behavior or lack there of.  I ran a 22:20 5k give or take seconds consistently. I was considered to be in great shape...Let the humbling begin.

It was 2010 and my wife and I had been living in Okinawa Japan for just about a year, my wife says "come to Warrior Training with me".  Of course I said okay, I had been to one of her group workouts before and thought nothing of it. Piece of cake, right. Turns out it was CrossFit (still something I never heard of.) put on by MCCS. Since they were not affiliated they called it "Warrior Training". The warm up was great, tough but good. Then I was introduced to Tabata and everything changed. 1st set: Push ups, 2nd Set: sit-ups, 3rd set:LUNGES!!! A feeling came over me that had only been obtained through hard leg days, or mixing too many adult beverages. I haul ass to the nearest bathroom and let her rip, the Super Pump 250 didn't help. After 5 minutes I got my act together and finished the work out. I was devastated, all these housewives and unassuming guys were making me look bad. That's when I saw that I wasn't as fit as I thought I was. Have I been living under a rock or something? Where did this regiment of exercise come from?  I wished I was exposed to this in the beginning. I was obsessed. I started taking my squad to the classes, I was searching videos on Youtube, anything and everything CrossFit related I watched.  I started to do less traditional resistance training and more of this crazy stuff. I was hooked. Still am. Thanks Honey!