by CARLY BAXTER
I didn’t set out to fall in love. It just kind of happened. Sure, I was looking for a little excitement, a change of pace; but I was happy with my life. When my friend introduced us, I took it in stride. Yes, I was a little curious, my interests were piqued, but I barely knew anything about you.
So I spent more time with you. It didn’t happen right away. It took a few weeks for you to grow on me, but eventually being with you once or twice a week wasn’t enough. I knew that my husband was getting suspicious. How couldn’t he be? I was spending more time away from home, doing something he didn’t understand. I tried to act natural. I didn’t want him to know how much you meant to me. I struggled with the idea of introducing the two of you. Maybe he would like you too? No, you’re not his type. I already knew that.
Now, it’s been more than a year since that fateful day we were introduced and — like in any relationship — we’ve had our highs and lows. There have been times when you made me feel like I wasn’t strong enough, fast enough, good enough. But most of the time you make me feel like a superhero or a goddess.
Oh, and the things you do to me! You make me sweat like no one has before. When I leave you, I am a shaking, heaving, puddle of endorphins. But more than that, you’ve given me courage and confidence. Because of you, I believe in myself. You’ve changed me both physically and emotionally, and for that I thank you.
CrossFit, I love you.