Crossfit 90 Day Challenge — Days 15

**I’m blogging about the 90 day challenge for my gym, WTFCrossFit. If you’re in the area, check us out!**

I’m an addict. I’ll admit it now. I’m completely addicted to CrossFit.

I got food poisoning over this weekend at a family wedding. I woke up at 2 a.m. completely nauseous and my first almost-awake thought was, “Nauseous? I can’t be pregnant…that would mean I can’t go to the gym.” When my lower stomach clenched and churned a few seconds later, I was momentarily relieved that I could work out on Monday after all.

It’s a sickness, this love of exercise. It’s the endorphins, I just know it. That, and the fact that I’m just starting to like my body again. I love my babies, and would welcome any other who come my way, but I don’t like my body when I’m nursing. Pregnant I can deal with, but the year after when I hang onto every scrap of fat and just feel like a bloated hippopotamus? Not so much. I’m not so eager to go back to fat and lethargic. Not when I’m falling in love with feeling strong.

It could be that this is like the infatuation period when you start dating and you want to spend every spare moment with your new love. We all know that feeling of an entire day not being enough time. It’s how I feel about working out. I work until I drip with sweat every morning and I practically crawl across the parking lot to my car. By the afternoon all I can think about is how much I’d like to be back in the gym throwing those weights around and pushing my body to its limits.

It’s definitely an infatuation that has the potential of becoming a life long love. I am falling in love with working out and being strong. I’m learning to like my body again, and it’s been a lot of years since I could say that.

No recipe today – nausea from food poisoning. I’m not looking at recipes or food pictures. I’m going back to bed.