My clothes have started fitting a little better, I have more energy, more patience. Today at CrossFit I discovered I can do a real burpee and successfully stretch my hamstrings without falling over. The exhaustion I feel after the workout is different than the kind of exhaustion I come to class with. It’s better and satisfying in a way I had forgotten.
I told a girl in my class that going to CrossFit was my break. That surprised her. Exercise is one of the few times during my day that is all about me. Apparently, everyone at my CrossFit gym knows me as the girl who is always smiling.
I return home, still smiling, to a relieved husband and a bathtub filled with two little girls. And tonight, putting the kids to bed doesn’t feel like a chore.