There comes a point in time when you finally turn the corner from dreading workouts or runs to looking forward to it for days because it becomes the time you need and want most during the week. I find myself now waiting all week in excited anticipation for our Sunday morning trail runs that have become our “thing”. 10 women this morning (we were even missing a few) went out and braved the rocks and the roots, the hills and potential spills. I’ve been saying for a while now that our mornings at CrossFit have been our happy hour, which is true. But these hour+ long trail runs in the middle of the woods with women that can keep you laughing for days is like going on vacation.
We sweat. We groan. We huff and we puff. We trip. We try to sprint up hills. We tip toe in dangerous places. Our hamstrings scream at us. There’s nothing pretty or glorious about it except…
We tell stories. We giggle. We stop and take pictures. We share problems and brainstorm ideas. We enjoy the journey. We conquer fears. We step outside of our comfort zones. We leave the woods feeling renewed and dangerously awesome.
In my opinion, this is the nirvana of training. The feeling that you could go on forever (well maybe not forever) because your energy comes from each other. Perfect happiness. There is no suffering even though your quads are angry. There is no recognition of self, just a sense of being a part of a tribe where each member is an integral part of the connection and the run.
I’m thankful for each of these women that I train with. I’m thankful for the way they push me into growth week in and week out. I’m thankful we keep moving forward.