Improvement

Just recently I blatantly proved it to myself how much I really have improved over the course of my hard work. On February 7th, 2009 I completed the first day of my Level 1 Certification and as seems to be the norm now, I also sprawled for air after my last pull up of "Fran". Time: 5:26, Weight: 65#, Pull Ups: Kipping. I was in a state of euphoria, holy shit I got almost a sub 5 minute Fran time. Sure it was 65# and I'm a guy but hey I'm fifteen and I'm little, come on that isn't too shabby. At least thats what I said to myself in my infant CrossFit mentality. OKAY I still use that excuse sometimes but it only makes me strive to work harder :D. Months later, pages of workouts recorded, days and days of paleolithic dieting and food measuring and Fran that torturous deviant makes her way back on board on November sixth, the same year. Felt: Miserable, Time: 7:45, Weight: 95#, Pull Ups: Kipping, (Rx). Holy shit, I Rx'd Fran a couple week ago. So now I say sure, many guys can Rx the workout their very first time, perhaps not with pristine, video worthy form, but they can still throw the weight up, but I'm sixteen and I'm little! Just kidding. The point is I did something I never thought I would do. Me, Rx Fran? no way, actually yes. Not only that, I went to the gym planning on conforming to my sub-Rx temperaments but I put the weight on in the end and it turned out great. Too often do I see an inverse relationship between potential and results, this entire idea is balancing human efficiency right on the brink of failure where success is the greatest and without pushing that limit every once and a while how do you suppose you achieve that goal? You can't solve a problem when you don't know what you're looking for and this is the same concept. The science is there, the results are real, the work is a necessity and the gratification is limitless, just like all of us.