There I was, your typical ex-college athlete, still full of testosterone walking around like I’m 23 yrs. old. Turns out I’m 38 and just ruptured 2 disks in my back, hobbling around like… well a 38 year old that’s allowing himself to roll into middle-age. This was November 2011 and the impact of my situation hits me on my unbearably long commute home from Boulder. As I near the end of my hour long commute I take my usual exit off of 70 onto York St. At this point I’m a sobbing mess, having come to the realization that I’m now no better than all my sedentary couch potato friends. (Ok let’s not kid ourselves, I’m not quite at that point) Anyway, low and behold I see off to my left a new sign on an old abandoned garage: “York Steet Crossfit”. The next day I called them and got signed up for their elements class. (practice workouts to learn all the movements)
As my wife is my witness, I drank the Kool-Aid from day one. I had been doing your standard gym workout for years and frankly it bored me to tears. Crossfit and particularly the programming at York Street brought my passion back for fitness. I would come home from workouts like a little kid, re-telling my great feats of strength to my supportive wife. Wait. Wait. No, that didn’t happen. In fact I “apparently” talked about Crossfit so much I was threatened with a reduction in “privileges” if I didn’t shut up. (My wife is now member as well… ha ha ha)
Anyway – in the 11 months I’ve been doing Crossfit my back pain has almost been completely negated and I’ve taken myself from a round 205 lbs. down to a much more toned 190 lbs. I competed in my first age appropriate competition and finished 3rd in one of the 5 workouts. Note that I’ll just keep the results of the other 4 workouts to myself. (I have a long way to go – apparently there are a lot of fit 35 – 39 yr. olds) The best thing about York Street is the awesome trainers – they go above and beyond and help you meet whatever goals you have.
Crossfit – it’s a lifestyle.