December was not what I’d hoped at the gym. I went my usual three times the first week, but then I got sick. And then I was busy and then out of town. Basically, it was a month of excuses. I finally returned for the Saturday group workout on Dec. 30. Saturday workouts don’t include weightlifting, or at least with barbells. I went back to the gym on Wednesday, Jan. 3, and it was hard. The workout wasn’t hard, but the feeling of being new was astounding. I hate that feeling, the one where I do everything wrong, understand none of the words and have a zero level of confidence. And the only person I can get mad at is myself. I’m New again because I stopped coming for a few weeks, and that’s completely on me. Even Caleb reminded me that consistency is key. But because it’s hard, and because I’m new and in a world I don’t understand, I make excuses not to go. The crazy thing about that is, I actually enjoy Crossfit. I like the workouts. I enjoy how it makes me feel. And I imagine if I keep going, I’ll like how it makes me look.