Are you sure that was just the warm-up?!

I went to my first Crossfit class this morning.  There is a strong possibility that I will not be able to get out of bed tomorrow.

Yes, I am a runner.  But no, I do not have any muscles.  I've never been especially physically strong.  My history with weight lifting and gym memberships is spotty at best.  Other than an embarrassing and short-lived stint as a shot-putter and discus thrower in 8th grade, I have never been athletic or played on team sports.  Dancing?  Yes.  Singing?  Yes.  Dancing and singing at the same time?  Yes.  But no sports for this choir girl.

I can't do a full push-up.  I found out that I cannot jump (forward, straight up, or otherwise) to save my life.  You can hardly call what I did this morning an actual pull-up.  I was disappointed to see that they did not have a 5 lb. kettlebell for me to use.  And for the love! What in the world is a burpee?

When the head trainer asked me how I was liking the WOD so far, I smiled sweetly through the shower of sweat streaming down my face and told him that they were all insane.

I am exhausted and my arms are screaming and my legs are probably going to go on strike.

Can't wait to go back.