If you've been following me for any length of time, you know I'm a crossfitter. If you aren't familiar with that program, it is an exercise or fitness program that has developed an almost cult like following over the last several years for a lot of different reasons. I enjoy it because every movement can be scaled, it's always different, there are benchmark workouts so I can actually see that I'm making progress (or not), and the community atmosphere is amazing and super supportive.
When I started CrossFit, I wasn't in a terrible place, physically, but I had definite room for growth. I have done a lot of new things and conquered many different movements on my path. For example, I've run a couple 5K races now, and plan to do more--I might even run a 5 mile race this year. Now that's just craziness because I am not a runner. I can do a real (kipping) pull up. I can do real push ups. I can even do the rope climb now. All those things, I have never been able to do prior to CrossFit. It's really cool because I am now 39-years-old, and I'm still working towards new physical goals while most people are settling for where they are.
Before you go thinking that I am some musclebound CrossFit superstar, let me be clear: I'm not. Have I made huge and amazing strides? Absolutely! Am I consistently in the bottom third of the rankings for the ladies at my box (that what CrossFit peeps call our gym)? Absolutely. I finally figured out why two days ago.
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When doing a CrossFit workout, we are super supportive of each other. It's really cool. So when I get lapped 5 times in an 8 lap workout, the passersby always give a, "Good job, Jennille!" Or "Keep it up, Jennille!" As they run by. I'm just slow and that's okay. So when I was on the rowing machine next to one of the guys that is consistently at the top of the board--and leaving me in the dust--I was rowing along and then I wanted to ask him a question. He could barely breathe to answer me. I was breathing a bit hard, but still able to easily carry on a conversation. He wasn't out of breath because he's out of shape. He was out of breath because of the effort he was putting in.
That's when it finally hit me: the people that are getting excellent results are putting in excellent effort. (Um, duh!) Just because they make it look easy, doesn't mean it is. That sounds a bit cliche, but it hit me like a ton of bricks. I thought he was just naturally more gifted or something. He's just pushing harder, but not in a loud kind of way. It's taken me 5 years to figure this out. People that are truly performing excellently, probably aren't going to brag about it.
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Then the question becomes, am I expecting excellent results when I'm only putting in good effort? I have been, and suffice it to say, it doesn't work that way. Time to kick it up a notch.
How will your effort change today? If you want excellence, then put in excellence. Make it a beautiful day, friends. In the meantime, you can follow me on Facebook and Instagram (@JensWallsTalk).