I know I’m not supposed to run long distances before Crossfit, but I can’t help it.
On Monday, the sun came out, and even though it was cold enough to freeze my extremities, I quickly geared up and headed outside. I ran six miles, and in the afternoon, I went to Crossfit.
I promised myself a day off on Tuesday, but as we were eating breakfast, the clouds cleared, leaving our village in a beautiful splotch of sunlight. Without giving it much thought, I pulled on the first running clothes I could find (I admit…they were in a pile on my floor from the day before), and I hit the road. I didn’t mean to run another six miles, but I had to avoid manure trucks, and thus altered my anticipated 4-mile route.
When I went to Crossfit on Monday, my abs were still sore from Saturday, and when I went on Wednesday, my shoulders were still feeling Monday.
But it is the kind of sore that says, “Hello, you have actual muscles here,” and not the kind that has you limping to the health clinic.
I love running, and I love Crossfit, but there are differences.
In running you are (usually) solo.
In Crossfit, you have a whole group of people welcoming you as if you’re a long-lost cousin.
If you fail on a run, nobody has to know about it.
You never fail in Crossfit (even if you’re struggling under a barbell, somebody is there to tell you to stand up and start over).
If you run, you stop going for pedicures because your feet are hopeless.
If you Crossfit train, you stop going for manicures because really–who cares about your hands?
While running you can let your mind wander.
During Crossfit all you do is focus (so you don’t do needless reps).
Running requires putting one foot in front of the other.
Crossfit requires using muscles you didn’t know existed.
You can take the dog running with you.
You can take the dog to Crossfit, but he can only observe.
When you run, you pray that God gives you strength to endure life.
When you do Crossfit, you pray that God gives you strength to endure the next rep.
Crossfit and long-distance running are like children: they might be similar, but they are wonderfully, uniquely, surprisingly different.
I love each of them.