My new found love...for Crossfit

Strength doesn't come from what you do, it comes from overcoming the things you once thought you couldn't.

As most people know already, I love to exercise and even more, I love to challenge myself, learn and improve.

Over the past 4 years especially, I have been dedicated to soccer, running and a little weightlifting, the later being my biggest challenge of all.

About 3 months ago, when I decided to stay in Dubai for yet another year (that's a whole other story for another time), I decided I wanted to rejoin the gym, which I had not had time for in previous months due to work, all my soccer and running events.

When I rejoined in February, I decided that I also wanted to add crossfit to my membership. Seeing as I am a certified trainer, it may seem crazy to some people that I pay the extra cash for someone else to train me, but I really wanted to meet new people, set up new challenges for myself and better yet, go to the gym and not have to think or plan what I should do.

Now, after just 3 months, I can honestly say that I am absolutely in love with this new sport. Though I had my reservations about it in the past (and still question things at times), crossfit has turned out to be exactly what I needed in my life. It's an hour of an intense workout which I find incredibly challenging every single time. To think I want more the next day even surprises me, but I do! I want to learn, I want to be challenged, I want to improve, I want to meet new people and to be part of the competitive, yet so supportive community they've created. Most of all though, I really just want to lose myself and not think about anything else for an hour of my day.

Thank you Crossfit!

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