Is it feminine to clean and jerk? Is it feminine to grunt, pull faces, drop weight and drip sweat? To build massive calluses on our pre-WOD manicured hands? To have bruised legs, collar bones, knees? Just putting it out there but I guess most chicks would say no. Do us crossfitter-girls wear our calluses with pride knowing we worked hard to get these marks on our hands as it meant we pushed ourselves, or do we worry we look less 'fe' and more 'male'?
One month into crossfit, I took off my fake nails, which I had because I am a nervous nail bitter and the fakies meant I left my nails the hell alone. I took them off because they impeded on my burpee ability (or so I thought, alas I am still rather crap at the ol’burpees fake nails or not). After going a month with stumpy, bitten, but very practical nails I put them back on. Why? Because I felt butch. I would rather pay through the arse and get them done every week so they are short enough not to worry about mid-WOD then feel less-than feminine with my banged up hands, matching my now banged up knees.
In the past when I would work out as a globo-gym frequenter, I tended to shy away from a weight if it meant I might have to strain my face or make the involuntary grunts you need to do when lifting anything heavier than a stupid ass-chick weight. Hell, I would even get embarrassed if I left my 40 mins on the cross-trainer with a touch of top-lip-sweat.
So what does the old me think of the new me? New me is a grunter (still kind of embarrassed when I left out the occasional grunt), a sweater and is covered in bruises.
New me gets really upset when I hear of a fellow crossfit girl getting grief from the non-crossfit peeps for having muscles on her arms rather than having twig arms that can barely lift a bunch of shopping bags, let alone snatch her bodyweight.
New me praises my single girl friend who has the bruise on their neck that looks like a hickey. Pre-crossfit her would have had the hickey but now she just has a kiss-bruise from the fuck-off massive weight slamming down on her collar bone.
The new me thinks it is awesome, we are strong and getting stronger with every WOD.
The new me is so proud of every chick that can get over our pre-programming of femininity and throw away the scales and not give a shit what she weighs, but how she performs in her WOD, how the clothes feel on her bum, can laugh off the negative words of the idiots that only think chicks should be skinny, eat lettuce and read a mag on a cross-trainer for 2 hours per day.
Yep, that’s me, empowered and feeling the love!
Love Miss “Don’tFuckWithUsCrossfitGirls” Josie xoxo





