Faith

Taking the weight off Camden (we all have a burdened buddy)

Camden and I are still arising at 4:30am several mornings a week to train at our local CrossFit.  In the year we’ve been at CFBC, I’ve learned about more than simply fitness.  In fact, I typically walk away (or limp away depending on how hard I worked that day) with a challenge to improve not… Continue reading Taking the weight off Camden (we all have a burdened buddy)

Faith

The secret to standing

This week, at CrossFit, we worked on our squat snatch.  I know.  What’s that?  I’m not quite sure.  I figure “snatch” refers to quickly grabbing an item of interest.  Like snatching one of these coconut milk ice cream cookies off a friend’s plate. All I know is we had to lift a bar with weighted… Continue reading The secret to standing

Faith

Check your ego at the door (because pride comes before a fall)

We attempt random feats at CrossFit.  One being a max box jump. Here’s Camden demonstrating (click here). The top five scores go on the board for men and women.  I’m not concerned, necessarily, with having my name on the board. But, when Caleb jumped 37.5”, beating me by four inches, mom was jumping again. I… Continue reading Check your ego at the door (because pride comes before a fall)

Faith

The juicy, yet weighty, part of being delivered

Just before heading out the door for an evening church service, Caleb opens the pantry looking for a quick snack.  Mom!  Why do you have these here? I presume he’s questioning the location of my dumbbells.  Firmly planted in the pantry at eye level.  I’m going to let you in on a little weakness of… Continue reading The juicy, yet weighty, part of being delivered