Thursday, April 3, 2014

3 Years of CrossFit... Throwback Thursday



Today is a miracle; three years ago I would have looked at what I have today and tears would have run down my face. I would have been elated. I would not have been able to contain my joy and absolute awe over all the incredible things I am experiencing right in this moment.

Today, I celebrate the three year anniversary of the day I decided to take ownership of my health and my life. I celebrate the beauty in strength and the accomplishment of knowing my life will be fuller because of the daily decisions I have made over the last three years. I have made choices with my future in mind and have fallen in love with the confidence and victory these choices have afforded me.

Over the last three years, I have learned a few things. One of the most pivotal? Perfection is not a reality. I have come to peace with the fact I will never truly “arrive.” I will simply continue to set goals and keep pushing. There will be ups and downs, but there is no finish line. To set a finish line would allow for complacency; I refuse to live life for a fleeting once-and-for-all measure of success that I may or may not reach. I choose to live life for the awesome ride and the many successes I will celebrate as I continue to grow.

In this moment, as I sit writing this blog entry, I can feel the physical strength my body has gained. I notice my sense of self and realize the strength of mind I have gained. I think about how I joined Crossfit in April of 2011 only planning to attend until the end of summer. Yet somehow, three years later, I am still drinking the “Kool-Aid” at Synergy Strength. I would not want it any other way.


My most sincere thank you to Chad and Ian for opening and maintaining the gym that has given me so much life. I could write about it for years and it would still never quite express my gratitude.

To all of the trainers: thank you for your continued support and guidance. I may be a three year veteran now, but you still take the time to coach, guide, and push me to accomplish my best. I appreciate each of you immensely.
To all of my friends at the gym: I look forward to seeing your faces each day. Thanks for being such an incredible community of support.

With love,

Kimmy G

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

That Feeling of Home

Hey Guys,

Sorry for the lack of updates lately. The truth? For the last couple of months I've been a basket case of stress and emotion. Once I finished my degree before Christmas, I began applying everywhere possible for teaching jobs. In such a competitive job market, I found myself growing increasingly discouraged with each passing day. I completed my degree with all the confidence in the world, and as I waited for life to start happening, that confidence began to deplete. I worried too much. I let what was out of my control become my focus.

That's a dangerous place to be. What brought me back? The gym. It seems it's always the gym. This week, as I took the time to refocus on my physical goals (after quite a while of being mentally elsewhere), I found my awareness shifting to what I can influence and control: myself. I can influence and control how I treat my body, both physically and emotionally. I can make sure I get to the gym to work out and do mobility; in turn, I will also strengthen emotionally. As I have begun to refocus on my physical strength this week, I've also refocused and reminded myself that I am an excellent and passionate teacher. I remind myself the right position will come when it is meant to. Perhaps right now I am meant to grow. I can choose to take this time to withdraw, or I can choose to use it to better myself. I will eat right, I will work out, I will maintain my body. I will read, I will write, and I will exercise my mind. I will grow. I will control those things I can, and be at peace with those I cannot.

For now I will embrace any substitute teaching job that comes my way, and I will take the time in between to better myself. The gym has that feeling of home to me, and I am lucky and blessed to be able to spend time there each day. I suppose this post is just to speak to the mode of transition I'm in. Where am I headed? Who knows. But that's going to be part of the fun. :)

I'm so thankful for that feeling of home, and the inspiration and hope my second home of Synergy is giving me as I continue to put the puzzle together. You all matter so much to me.

With so much love,

Kimmy G






Saturday, January 11, 2014

Weight. Figurative and Literal.

Forgive me,

You see, I've been meaning to write this post since the day of the Monster Lift-off at the gym, but I guess time flies when you're having fun. I have a good feeling about 2014 already! Although, that's probably because I wore yellow underwear on New Year's Eve... did you know it's a Columbian tradition to bring good luck? I'm not from Columbia, but it was worth a try! So far, so good.

Anyway, back to the Monster Lift-off. This event happens yearly at our gym, right before the turn over to the new year. On this day, everyone that can make it comes out and tests all of their max lifts. If I am to be honest, I went into this particular lift-off pretty exhausted from giving my all to my internship (but now I have a degree, yay!). I was not expecting a whole lot due to the chaos of the previous four months, even though I had still remained dedicated (as much as I could possibly be) to the gym.

Anyway, at the lift-off, the most incredible thing happened; I got a personal record on my back squat at 265lbs. PR's are always exciting, but there was something that made this particular personal record even better...


See that picture above? Well, that was me. At 262 pounds (my heaviest).

What made this particular personal record on my back squat so special? Well, I just threw on my old body weight, plus three pounds, and squatted it.



Crossfit is strength. Metal, and physical.

I threw on the weight of the old me, the girl who never would have seen herself as an athlete... who never would have believed she could maintain a healthy lifestyle for over two and a half years (with no end in sight!). I threw on all of my old doubts, insecurities, and failures. With my body weighted down under 265lbs, I stepped away from the rack; in a moment of determined strength, both inside and out, I went to the bottom of the squat, and fought my way back up.

I racked the weight, and walked away.

I am so much stronger than my old self. Daily, I choose to walk away from the doubts, insecurities, and failures associated with my old weight. I replace them with a new kind of weight (or weights!!); a weight representing strength, health, and victory. The new me.

"Victory is always possible for the person who refuses to stop fighting" N. Hill

With a very full and grateful heart, I will continue my journey.


With love,

Kimmy G