I’m sitting here thinking back to when I first started CrossFit, and I’m getting all nostalgic…
Things are different now. Not bad, just different.
Early on, my buddies and I just built our own equipment. We had homemade wall balls, and homemade kettlebells, and our own pullup bars made out of galvanized pipe and hung from the rafters of Caleb’s garage.
I remember when we finally had a box to jump on. Three of them to be exact. We had 2 that were pretty short that we glued carpet squares to the top so that they could grip our shoes better and wouldn’t hurt as much if we missed and busted our shin on it. But we made a pretty tall one out of the crappiest wood we could find. I think it was because a 4×8 sheet of it was only $11 bucks, and we didn’t know any different.
But one day, we had the bright idea of seeing what our max height box jump was… We had to move out of the garage into Caleb’s driveway just so that we wouldn’t hit the ceiling.
I was getting pretty high when my left foot slid off the side of the stack of bumper plates we had loaded on top of the box. I ended up crash-landing on the hood of Caleb’s car, and then sliding onto the asphalt… It was pretty scary until I landed.
Everyone had a good laugh, myself included.
Don’t get me wrong, I love how far CrossFit has come, especially here at CrossFit Regeneration, but there’s something about those early days that make it super special to me. Sometimes, I miss the old days of CrossFit where we would open up the garage door, divvy out the equipment, make up a wod on the spot, and then use our shirt to slap away all the leaves and dog-hair off the mats before ruining ourselves with something that thought would be fun.
My friends and I here at Regen all have “the good old days” to one degree or another, and there are things we miss about them, but today promises to be just as special to our future selves if we allow it.
Live out the nostalgia today on purpose.