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Wrist Push-up Progression and the Parallette Tuck

The wrists are getting supple! Now we test them on the parallettes!





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Complete for time:

10 x 100m row

For this, you guys will partner up. While P1 rows P2 rests. Switch after each 100m so both partners each row 10 times. Short row + rest = go hard. Score will be the total time for both team members to complete their 10 rows, including the transitions. Winners for the day will have mad bragging rights.




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Addy working the spinning pull-up bar at the Turkey Challenge!

Below is a cool story from Tabata Times about a woman’s body image and how it’s been impacted by CrossFit. Noelle Elliot is the author and she has a blog called BowChicaBowMom. We know that we often don’t focus on the lady’s point of view on our blog. That’s probably because the person writing it is a dude. But that’s besides the point. This is pretty much a completely foreign topic for us boys at your gym, so it was really cool to hear Noelle share her experience. We also thought it might strike a chord with some of you too, so here you go. Enjoy!

Women’s Only: Does CrossFit Help or Hurt a Woman’s Body Image?

When I started CrossFit I was damaged, although I didn’t realize to what extent. As a young girl, the first person who taught me how to feel about my body was my mom. I watched her as she got ready. How she cursed her belly. Even when she didn’t speak, her inner dialogue about her body was plastered on her expression.

My mom was a dancer. The amount of physical strain she put her body through on a daily basis makes a typical WOD look like a warm up. By the time I was born she had retired her dancing career. Yet she continued to abuse her body — only now it was psychological.

I watched as she glared in the mirror. How she starved herself, over exercised and ultimately hated the way she looked. It was no surprise that my older sister had an eating disorder so severe it required hospitalization. What it taught me as a little girl was that my body would never be good enough, despite my efforts. When I was nine I went on my first diet.

My mom never intentionally put pressure on me. She never told me I was heavy or thin. But I knew that thin was ideal, and I wasn’t it. I have muscle. It was what made me excel in soccer, tennis and track. But no matter how many games, matches, and meets I won, I felt that my body had turned against me.

Television didn’t help my image of women, either. The popular actresses were thin. In college I started a pattern just as my mom had: I did cardio for hours upon hours and was never satisfied with my results. I was destined to hate my body no matter what it looked like.

After college, I got married and had four children within seven years. A career that put me behind a desk only made my activity level plummet. I’m sure you are thinking that this is the part of the story that I say I gained a ton of weight. But I didn’t. I continued to work out and remained in relatively good shape, but I still loathed what I saw in the mirror.

When my youngest son was two, I was desperately looking for something to change my body, and I stumbled upon CrossFit. I saw muscular women being celebrated for what their body could do, not what it looked like. However, they did look amazing and were not necessarily thin. It confused even me. It gave me hope — that maybe I could look like that, too.

Within a year my body changed. I gained weight but lost inches. This caused major panic. Despite feeling great, I thought about quitting several times simply due to the fact that I had gained weight. I almost gave up something I really enjoyed, because of a number that nobody sees but me.

Say what you want about CrossFit, but the friendships I established there were a monumental turning point towards creating a positive body image. And the friendships are what kept me going back. After the second year, my body has noticeably changed. I have curves in places I didn’t know I could have curves. I have definition and muscle. When I look in the mirror, I admire what I see because it is a testament to hard work.

As uncomfortable as it is to say it, I have things that I actually like about my body. I have been told I have an amazing butt, and I humbly agree. I have abs. But more importantly, I have a fresh ideal of beauty.

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