Last night was my first night back at Crossfit. I hadn’t gone in five weeks, save for the few home WODs I did, and before that during my pregnancy I was scaling my workouts, watching my heart rate and lifting lighter. I have to admit I was a little nervous going back at it today; not only because I had been out so long, but hoping Nora could keep it together while my friend watched her at the gym. Nora made it though the workout, I however did not. I have never in my 3 years of doing Crossfit quit a WOD, but last night it happened. I literally felt like I was drained of energy and nothing left to give; feeling light-headed and shaky I threw in the towel. I knew part of it was that I hadn’t ate enough throughout the day, but I think I also had too high of expectations going into the workout. I’m not an elite athlete by any means, but I could hold my own ok before I got pregnant. I thoroughly expected to just pick up where I left off with no problem. Not the case. The barbell felt so much heavier than I expected (at 75 pounds, not typically a heavy weight for me, I didn’t think it would be that difficult for me), my boobs are bigger so running was REAL fun (remember: wear 2 sports bras), box jumps felt like 50″ high….everything was a real struggle. I know every day will get better and I will eventually get my strength back, I just need to give it time. I am one of those people who want instant gratification and I need to realize that’s pretty unrealistic, along with most other things in life.