One month (and one day)

Last Friday marked my one month anniversary doing Crossfit and it feels great! One thing I've noticed about Crossfit is that every time I go, I get a complete understanding of how freaking weak I am, but this fact only pushes me harder! I am determined to master the Kipping pull-up by time for the Bahamas. That gives me six weeks. 18 more classes! Ahhh, will it be enough?
For Valentines, Nick and I bought each other a pull-up bar that Nick made from pipe and installed in the garage. Now I can practice at home. My poor hands are toast.
All month I have been using the black resistance band for my pull-ups, but today Coach Meg made me run through a couple of the bands to really find a band that challenged me. I went past the black, past the green and into the blue! It is a skinny little string-like band, proof that I am in fact getting stronger. I ordered a blue band and an even skinnier and final red band online, so I can practice at home. 30 pull-ups when I wake up and thirty push-ups, and repeat both before bed. Six weeks. I know I can do it. Six weeks.
Nick and I have just been taking a snap shot of the board after class, so much easier to log. Cheers.
Until next time...