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Winging it to Win it


“You don’t have to be perfect, just prepared enough to wing it!”


I competed in Hyrox this weekend, and while I’m proud of the outcome (1st place in our age category (40–49) for the women’s pro doubles division), I’ve been having mixed feelings about my personal performance.
Truthfully, things didn’t quite unfold the way I’d visualized them in the lead-up, and I wasn’t as sharp as I’d hoped to be on race day. I also worked out two days before (Should’ve known better!), so my legs were still feeling it.
That said, my partner and I still pulled off the win, which speaks volumes about the work we’ve each been putting in individually. It was exciting (and a little intimidating) to compete alongside some big-name CrossFitters in the region, but we held our own and that felt pretty good!
Over the past few months, I’ve been consistent and disciplined with my training. Thankfully, I stayed healthy this time around, unlike last year, which already felt like a small victory. But, I didn’t commit solely to Hyrox training; I kept a mix of Hyrox, CrossFit, weightlifting, soccer, and some long, slow distance runs in the rotation. It kept things fun and varied, but as we stepped into the pro division for the first time, I can’t help but wonder if a more Hyrox-specific approach might’ve made a big difference, both in performance and in how the race felt.
I went out fast on the first run (running has always been our edge), but throughout the rest of the race, my partner who is a stronger runner, pushed the pace when I needed it, which made a big difference in keeping us competitive. We split the work pretty evenly on most stations, but my partner ended up carrying a bit more of the load on some stations, like the skierg and row for example. The sleds were, as expected, brutal and definitely a step up from the open division, but I muscled through. To my surprise, I did pretty well on the burpee broad jumps (and if you know me, you know I hate burpees). Farmer’s carry, lunges, and wall balls? Those were my jam. Compromised running, though, is something I clearly need more practice with; it hits different running after each exercise. My partner and I hadn’t trained together at all leading up to the race this year, so some miscommunications on the stations were inevitable. I do think a bit more planning could’ve helped us dial it in better.
Our pro time clocked in just under two minutes slower than our open division time last year - 1:06:42 (2024 - Open) vs. 1:08:05 (2025 - Pro). That alone tells me there’s untapped potential here. If we trained together and went all-in on a proper Hyrox program… who knows?
World Championships are coming up in Chicago this June and we recently got the invite again (second year in a row!). But with timing, work, and financial logistics, it might not be in the cards again this year.
Still, a few questions linger:
• Could we somehow find sponsors and make it happen?
• Should we train properly and aim to compete and qualify again together when the timing’s better?
• Or, should we each explore doing Hyrox individually?

Time will tell. For now, I’m proud of what we accomplished; chaotic prep, heavy legs, and all. Let’s see what the future holds.





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