There it was in my driveway, staring me in the face. The bike rack that has been sitting in my garage never used for the last two years. Too intimidated to install, because why does it have so many straps? And of course that instruction manual is long gone. So there is sat collecting dust for all those years.
Actually I haven’t even owned a bike that fits it in over a year. Want to know why? Because last year when I finally decided that something in my life had to change I had the insane idea of joining CrossFit, so I sold my bike to pay for my Elements course. I loved that bike but I knew the small amounts of leisurely rides around my neighborhood would never give me the results I wanted in life. So I took a leap sold the bike and started my first course within a few days. I figured I wasn’t using it enough to justify the space and when and if I was ever ready to truly ride and not be exhausted and achy after a mere ride around my block it would be time to get a new one. I didn’t know what my return on investment would be. I never in a million years would have thought that selling that bike and saying yes to CrossFit would change my life in the way it has.
So fast forward to the driveway. Now the bikes that need to be hung on this bike rack are that of my two older sons who’ve graduated from tiny kid bikes to ones that fit the rack. I was going to suck it up and figure this out because one thing CrossFit has taught me is you only fail if you don’t try. After watching a few YouTube videos i realized it was so much easier than I had made it out to be (life lesson# 5673 it’s usually always scarier in my head) I climbed on top of the back of the car and set the hooks on and within minutes had the whole thing attached. My oldest son closely watching the whole time. Now it was time for the bikes. I hoisted them up and attached them. As I was attaching the final one my sons says “mama, I’m so glad you do CrossFit and I’m really proud of you. I can see you are so much stronger now” It hit me. This would not have been the case last year. Evening bike rides with me jogging behind them would not have been even an option, much less something I would have thought to be fun, yet here I am doing just that and making memories with my kids.
CrossFit 43 North doesn’t claim to be the least expensive gym, it claims to be the most caring, and passionately dedicated to their members. They promise that if YOU stick with them your life will in some way or another change. I didn’t fully understand all that when I first walked through those doors. But looking back I see that selling that bike and saying yes to this crazy idea of CrossFit was one of the best decisions I ever made. Now, it’s time to find a new bike.