Deck of Death

Today I did the hardest workout of my life. Today I did the Deck of Death.

Get your mind right, Girl. You got this.

1 Deck of Cards vs. You. Your body, your mind and your damn near soul.

Start the time. Flip a card.

Crossfit peeps know what I am talking about.

10 burpees. Ugh. Flip a card. 7 burpees. Profanity. Flip a Card.

For the rest of you, if Hell were a workout, this would be it. Burpees, Sit-Ups, Push-Ups, Squats and 800 meters of running sprinkled in. A workout that is at the mercy of the deck. Never the same card twice.

7 sit-ups. Ok. Flip a card. 9 squats. I got this, I’ll squat all day. Flip a card.

I love workouts like this because it frees my mind to think. While my body is pushing through the pain, I get to take my mind somewhere else. Today I worked out a little CrossFit quirk… Some weirdness about me that I can own… And I love it!

You’re tired? You wanna quit? Girl, you don’t quit when you’re tired. You quit when you are done. Keep going.

Something I have realized since I started CrossFit is that I have a thing about my time. Like I said, it’s weird and quirky… But it’s my thing and I own it. I don’t mind putting up my times at the gym. It’s a safe place… It’s my safe place. CrossFitters know how hard other CrossFitters work. Every CrossFit athlete starts somewhere… We get it. There are no judgements in the box.

Flip a card. 10 push-ups. Breath through the pain. If you stop it just makes the pain last longer. Flip a card. 4 Sit-Ups.

Unfortunately, life doesn’t happen in the safety of the CrossFit box. If I post my time I am putting myself out there to be scrutinized. Putting myself out there to be judged. Putting myself out there to be laughed at. (Look at her, she’s so slow. Pssshhttt, she can’t lift that much, I could do that. Who does she think she is, anyway?) I worked out some mental blocks on that track today. I realized that I can’t be scared of the times I put up on the board… Deeper than that, I can’t be scared of what people think of the times I put up on the board. I’m doin’ it. And I’m doin’ it well. (Yeah, I just kinda quoted L.L. – You can thank me later.)

Flip a card. 10 burpees. Strong profanity. If you stop now, you will never know how far you could have gotten. Flip a Card. 400 meter run.

33 minutes and 6 seconds.

Inhale. Exhale. Breath. Done.

There is always room to be better, stronger, faster. Always room to improve. Always room to become the best version of me. That being said, we all start somewhere. This is my starting point. This is the best time I have for the hardest workout I have ever done. 33 minutes and 6 seconds.

Cheers, Dez