This weekend marks the anniversary of a HUGE shift in my life. It also involved the sudden passing of a family member, wrong directions, a flat tire, and almost missing my certification test.
I decided to be brave enough to chase after something I once laughed at and questioned "Why did you even take your Level 1? Do you even know what you're going to do with it?"
I spent a month POURING over the 200+ page handbook and HOURS listening to youtube videos of Greg Glassman teaching. I was beyond stress about this weekend. It also was the same week my grandma suddenly passed away. I was distraught but I had to push all my emotions aside and focus on this test.
The first day went well. I didn't really talk to anyone but I was comforted in that fact that all my studying paid off, most of their lectures were review for me. When I originally made hotel plans for the seminar I got the gym directions off of google. However, it wasn't until I started driving there I realize the gym directions we MUCH different than the ones on google. My hotel was almost AN HOUR away, in the middle of nowhere. On my way back to the hotel, I was a mile out when I realized I had a flat tire. I was FURIOUS. I was able to drive the final mile to my hotel. Everything in the town closed at 9pm and being that tomorrow was Sunday nothing opened until around noon. Luckily, I had a spare in my car and figured I could change it and get to a tire center after my test. That night I changed it and went to bed feeling a little better. That unfortunately didn't last long. I woke up to a flat spare tire...now what? I called AAA and had to come to the realization I was going to miss the first half of my seminar that day. I tried calling the gym multiple times but no one answered. I had NO contact information and realized there was nothing I could do. The tow truck took over an hour to reach my country town and then had to drive the hour back to San Diego to a local Walmart. There was a wait time of over an hour. Seeing my desperation a mechanic took me in, in front of other people, and rushed my tire on in Nascar fashion. 45 minutes later I was on the road back to my testing site.
I walked in with my head low, most people giving me the "someone forgot to set her clock" look. I explained my situation to the staff and they recommended I wait until the next seminar to take the test. I refused and took my seat, "I got this." The multiple choice test was complicated but I was able to flip through some pages and quickly answer the ones I knew. Afterwards I went back to methodically think each one though I had been unsure of. It was such a random collection of questions, some were about nutrition, some about form, some about client case studies, I was So glad I had came prepared.
Afterwards I sat in my car and just put on some music. The whole weekend was overwhelming but I did it. I took the test ( 7 days later, during a delayed flight home from the funeral, I received the email I had passed.)
2 years ago someone asked "you love Crossfit so much, why don't you coach it?" I laughed and said "I'd never be good enough to coach."
Each day is a small step. Each day I read something, practice moves, and ask questions. Each week I'm put in a situation where I'm out of my comfort zone, BUT each day and every class I'm smiling. Kelly Starrett told me "coaching is NOT a sexy job." There are early mornings (my alarm goes off at 3:30 4-5 times a week), there are days I'm too tired to do my own workouts, days I spend 12-14 hours at the gym working/coaching/learning, and multiple days spent putting others before my own needs. But, I wouldn't change it. I LOVE this journey. I work SO hard every day reading, researching, conversing, and writing, just so I can be better tomorrow.
I'm passionate about running, fitness, nutrition and all things that make me and everyone else a better version of ourselves.