Late Night CrossFit

A few Thursdays ago I went to the 9:15 PM CrossFit because I knew there was no way I was getting out of work any earlier. Turned out to be the best decision I've made all month. It only took 4 months, but I have finally found my class.

CFHK's schedule got a little shakeup recently and each class is now 50 minutes, meaning the 9:15 PM is now the 9 PM. I'm okay with this because I don't have to stay at work as long. Stephen coaches the 9 PM each evening it is available, Monday through Thursday.

If you've been reading this blog since my Equinox addiction days, you know that once I find an instructor or coach that I like, not Hell, high water, or a trip to the emergency room will keep me from class. True story - I once dug my car out of a blizzard at 6 AM to go kickboxing with Yves. Stephen is the Yves of CrossFit, which means I happily wait all day to train at 9 PM and it doesn't phase me at all when I don't get home until 11. It's actually not that bad because I can sleep in until 8 and still work a 12 hour day.

There are other perks to working and working out late. It's pretty difficult to make poor life decisions when you're busy until bedtime. All I want are my baby blankets and my DVR by the time I get home.

Sometimes I work from home in the morning if I got back from the box super late.

I'm still figuring out the best times to eat with my new schedule. I can't workout well if I haven't eaten since lunch, but I also don't want to throw up by eating too close to class. Last night my dinner of fish sticks and frozen vegetables wasn't ready until close to midnight.

I've been PRing lately and I think it might have to do with the change in schedule. I don't have that hard of a time waking up early in the morning, but I do struggle with eating anything before I've had a few cups of coffee. CrossFit on an empty stomach was doable but I don't think I was bringing my A game. Now I show up hyped up on 64 oz of coffee, a handful of study drugs, and whatever food I have foraged from the office slash convinced colleagues to order with me.

And an entirely gratuitous locker room selfie because I look great in spandex.