Saturday morning, I had all my coaches in the gym early. We were there to do a workout as a group. During that time, the conversation turned to some of “The Girls” of CrossFit. We talked about Fran, Grace, Diane and then we ended up on Karen. Oh, how we love Karen…let me count the ways.
After we did our lifts and rowing (Ironic that we did not even touch one of the girls…), we hosted our bring-a-friend workout, and then I gave a mini-nutrition seminar for some of our curious members. I headed home. It was on the drive home, I had this internal conversation, we will call it…Karen is life!
Karen for those that may not know is 150 wall balls. That is 150 times you take a weighted medicine ball into the bottom of a squat, accelerate it up and let it go to hit a target 9 or 10 feet tall. That’s it. It is brutal in its simplicity and the mind games that it can play.
So as I made the drive home to my family, I began to think in metaphor and reflect. I do that on drives from time to time.
Our life is built on doing the same things day in and day out. Every year we have 365 reps that we complete and for the most part there is not a whole lot of variation between each and every day. Some days we are ready for the workout that we call life and other days we just have to survive. That at times is the essence of what I think about when I see Karen on the whiteboard.
That is the beginning, but then we have our day to day lives and we all know the obvious truth that life is full of ups and downs. But there is a deeper truth to our battle with Karen. That is that some days we have the ability to throw our burdens into the air and watch them fly. We throw our voice out into the world with a blog post, or we send out our resumé looking for that new challenge. We click send on the email asking to be published. We do it with confidence and we watch as the ball hits that lofty target.
And we brace ourselves for the new challenge that we have accepted. We receive the ball that somehow seems to weigh a lot more than 6, 12, 14, or 20 pounds. We catch the weight of our burdens and life and we get to the bottom. We hit the bottom and we have to choose…drop the ball or start going up in order to release the burden and hit another target. It is a constant battle of accepting challenges, absorbing the blow, and fighting to reach our targets. It wears on us. Our shoulders burn from carrying the weight…our legs hurt from absorbing the blow…and then we succeed.
We finish all 150 reps (or 365) and we evaluate. We find that some times we did not hit the target and had to redo that rep. There will be times that we have to put the ball down and there will be times when we get through all the challenges and find ourselves standing victorious.
And in the end, we acknowledge that in the heat of the battle, the pain hurts, but we learn our lessons.
That is life…and we accept the challenge each and every day.