I tried Crossfit last Tuesday. I was right in my prediction. It hurt.
The weight lifting part was a lot of fun, even though as a newbie, I only did a bunch of squats with 20lbs on the bar. The Workout of the Day (WOD), however was killer. I cheated a little on the first set and I was still panting furiously and my body felt dazed and sluggish afterward, like I was in shock. All in all though, I thought I was okay. As I hobbled sorely through the next day, I was ready to sign up for a month at the Crossfit gym. I was ready to put in the work until it all came easier to me.
Then Thursday came around and the pain was much worse. I couldn’t go up or down stairs. Putting weight on my bent knees (e.g. to sit or stand) was agony. But worst of all, I couldn’t straighten my arms, and they shook and throbbed whenever I tried. With some Googling, I discovered that this condition is called Delayed Onset Muscle Soreness, affectionately known as “dino arms.” I looked and felt ridiculous. I did almost nothing all day until Mr. B took me to Beauty and the Beast that night. (I liked the show, but the stairs were a struggle!)
I managed to run through the pain on Friday (useless dino arms and all) and today I am almost back to myself. I kind of liked the challenge of Crossfit and a tiny part of me wants to try it again. However, the rest of me is pretty sure that with the workout to recovery ratio, I can’t afford to.