5 In crossfit

What’s your playground?

Anyone who has kids knows what happens at playgrounds – kids run around like crazy, they jump, climb, hang, slide, rest & repeat. They smile from ear to ear while doing it.

When they fall, they get up. They think about moaning for a second but then look around and go again, probably thinking “Whohoo! I’m at the playground! Gotta go! Gotta run! Gotta climb! Gotta jump and bounce and spin until I’m dizzy!”

Everyone is friends with everyone, even if no names are mentioned. There is collective joy and energy on the playground.

Then at some point children become adults and stop playing. Playing becomes uncool and life becomes just a little too serious.

I think the body never wants to stop playing though. I think the body does not want to sit, it wants to move and be challenged in new ways… just because there is just so much joy in it.

Over the years I have loved cycling and I love running, but for the time being my true playground is CrossFit.


Where adults have fun. (not much different from the photo above 😉

It’s a place where I run around like crazy, I jump, climb, hang, lift, try new things, challenge myself, get over fears.

I feel like a kid there. It’s pure joy. AND everyone’s my friend even if I’ve just met them or can’t remember their name from last week 🙂

My body and mind rejoice so genuinely there that I can totally relate to every single 5 year old running around in the playground with their hands up in the air and a loud squeal every now and then.

Pure primal joy.

How about you? Have you found your playground?

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    September 8, 2013 at 4:27 pm

    Yes, I think we’re kindred spirits! 😉 Also, is that your box? It’s so lovely!!!!

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    September 8, 2013 at 1:12 pm

    I love the analogy. Have I found my playground? I am not so sure. Cold my Bikram Yoga studio be my playground? It certainly is less colourful than your crossfit studio!

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