CrossFit Doesn’t Work

It doesn’t. 

I got a message from an acquaintance a few days ago in which she expressly told me that CrossFit doesn’t work. It just doesn’t.

Her message went something like this:
“I was so inspired by you and all the stories you share that I decided to try CrossFit out. I found a Groupon and did the first month. It was so hard and I was so sore. I was hurting all the time–Aislinn, I could barely walk. I went once a week and nothing even changed for me. I’m not any closer to looking like any of the girls on TV. I don’t know how it works for everyone else, but CrossFit just doesn’t work for me.”

I wanted to scream. 
And yell.
And throw all of the things.

But I didn’t. I responded: 
“I’m really sorry to hear that it didn’t work out for you. Sometimes, CrossFit isn’t for everyone. I hope you find something that you’ll enjoy better and maybe one day, you’ll head on back to a box.”

Honestly, I wanted to punch the shit out of her because she was so wrong. I mean, hello, I am a walking testament to the fact that this crap WORKS.

SEE?!


And then I realized, she’s right.
CrossFit doesn’t work.

I don’t know how many times I have to say this but being fit is not freakin’ easy. I always refer back to what Coach Lauren said to me the very first day I tried CrossFit: “if you come once a week, you’re gonna look like you come once a week. 

Girls like Camille and Julie don’t just happen. They didn’t wake up like that (sorry, Beyonce). They take the time to train everyday, multiple times a day. They take the time to analyze eating for performance and be athletes. 
Hell, those of us who aren’t elite still don’t just wake up and say “oh, I think I’ll look like a crossfit athlete today!”

Anyone who really knows me knows that I didn’t just faith away 30 pounds, okay? I worked REAL hard and worked my ass off (literally) and I’m STILL working on it. 
It is never, ever easy. And it really shouldn’t be.
Because if you’re getting better everyday, you’re supposed to be finding your limits to surpass them.

So you could join some box somewhere and just half ass some workouts every blue moon, but you sure as shit can’t get better if you’re only trying things out every once in awhile. 

So my friend is right.
Crossfit doesn’t work…
…unless you do. 

Stop. It.

All olympic athletes. All healthy. All different shapes, sizes, weights. Via

You are you.
You have every right to every opinion about yourself.

What you do not have?
You don’t have to express your opinions about someone else.

Maybe you think someone’s too thin.
That does not mean they’re anorexic.
That does not mean they don’t eat.
That does not entitle you to run around screaming that they’re unhealthy.
The idea that someone is too thin is based solely on your opinion.
Your opinion does not give you the right to shame someone.

Maybe you think someone is too fat.
That does not mean they are lazy.
That does not mean they aren’t fit.
That does not mean they aren’t strong.
That does not entitle you to run around screaming that they’re unhealthy.
The idea that someone is too fat is based solely on your opinion.
Your opinion does not give you the right to shame someone. 

In today’s society, you’re damned if you do and damned if you don’t. 
If you’re fat, you’re too fat and if you’re thin, you’re too thin.
And everyone feels like it’s okay to tell you just what they think. 
Especially if they’re feeling super secure from behind the screen of a computer. 
And that’s sick.

My opinion?
I hope everyone is their best self.
I hope that everyone can experience the benefits of being healthy–whatever healthy is for THEM.
I hope that people make good choices–about physical activity, about food, and about life.
I hope that people realize that hurt people hurt people and what people say is a reflection of THEM and not a reflection of YOU.
I hope any and everyone can set a personal, mentally and physically healthy goal and have the determination to reach that goal. 

I am no one to judge anyone else’s journey.
It’s not my place. 
I’ve been “too fat”.
I’ve been “too thin”.
I’ve been “too muscly”.
I don’t know you, I don’t know where you are in your life or how far you’ve come. 
I just hope the best for you and pray that you make the kinds of choices that are going to benefit you in the long term. 

Because I am me and you are you.