Mom Style CrossFit

Hey! It’s been a while. I’ve been doing ten million things and what not – mom life and adult life. But I finally carved some time for you all! This blog post is about my workout journey… or attempts? I’m not sure what to call it to be honest. Let’s call it, “I do what my really fit and strong husband tells me to do and try to not cry”. That seems FITting. Get it?

A month or two ago my husband brought home some weights and he said they were for me.  Not flowers, not some Oreo blizzards, not a stack of clean and folded clothes, but some weights! Oh, be still my heart!  The weights sat there for a few weeks, not touched by anyone. Then football season ended and one night at 9 p.m. he asked me if I wanted to work out. Well, DUH! Of course I want to work out! I just made dinner, cleaned the house that is now dirty again, folded laundry, got both kids ready for and asleep in bed, and I just sat on the couch. Yes, sir! Let me put a pep in my step, get my tennis shoes on and go do a workout in the cold! Can’t wait.

Don’t get me wrong, I like my yoga with babies crawling under me and if I had the opportunity I would cycle all day, but I’ve never really lifted weights. Yes, yes, lifting weights is the way if you want to get toned and blah blah. But it’s kinda scary.  I’ve also never been that person that is obsessed with working out. I mean, I average almost 2 miles everyday teaching and then I keep up with two kids… shouldn’t that be enough? And of course, where do I find the time?!

We get outside and he’s even bought a rubber mat for me to drop the weights on.  That was smart. I’m sure I’ll be dropping something. Either the weights or my body when it collapses.

Let me give you a little info, 411 about my husband. He’s pretty fit. I can’t say too much because his head will get too huge and explode, but he can lift A LOT. He has a lot of stamina too. Somehow we need to harness this “athlete stamina” to the “not falling asleep while watching the kids stamina”. When he competes with his little “crossfit workout buddies”, he usually beats them. (I guess they compete, you know men.)  I mean that’s what he tells me… he’s my Hercules! How did I get so lucky?! (Make sure to say that in an obsessed fan girl voice).  He’s a professional coach too! It’s about time I get some of the amazing Coach Soto, high school Hall of Famer, training in my life.

There I am, outside in the cold at 9 p.m. on a Tuesday school night.  I can hold Ezra, the brick of a baby, all while cooking dinner and then some, but putting that bar over my head was a challenge. But I did it! Yay! Then he wanted to add some more weight. Whoa! Slow down. I know I’m a beast for lifting the bar above my head and all, but I don’t want to get too shredded in one night! Jeez!

In conclusion, I now do what I call mom crossfit at 9 o’clock at night, outside. My goal has been to workout at least 3 days a week. So far I’ve been able to achieve my goal each week, but I’m trying to not be too hard on myself when I don’t. I have kids and a full time job so that’s a good enough reason if I can’t. I’m trying and that’s a win!

So if you drive by my house at night, you will see my husband watching and motivating me while I pick things up and put them down.  Yep! It’s so motivating when he yells at me in his coaching voice to squat lower and fix my form.  It’s just such amazing quality time. Who would rather be inside eating ice cream, watching Netflix and relaxing after a crazy day? Not me. Not me….

Here’s a picture of our amazing home gym. I know, it’s state-of-the-art.

Farm Yoga and Wine

I love yoga. I love the farm.  Farm Yoga? Count me in!

This past Saturday my good friend, Courtney, and I had our first experience with Farm Yoga.  Goats + Yoga + Wine. Yes, please!


The event was at  Medina River Winery which is just a few minutes away from my house. We laid our yoga mats on a big black tarp in the middle of a field. The weather was beautiful except is was REALLLYYY HOT. It was 6 in the evening so it wasn’t the hottest of the day, but again, we were in a field with no shade. The crop that was growing next to us was some maize, I believe. I knew you were wondering. They call it Farm Yoga for a reason.


There were several goats running around, and we were able to take a picture with one right before the class started. Then yoga commenced. The goats really didn’t want anything to do with us, and mostly ran around the outskirts of the mat. We were patiently waiting for them to come and kiss us and climb on us as we did our yoga. You know, fulfilling all our expectations of goats trampling us. Nope. They probably thought we were insane doing yoga on a field in the heat. Like these people are crazy, why am I going to go jump on their back?

You could hear them baa’ing as you did your yoga breathing. Most likely talking smack about our poses. One of the mommy goats actually did come on the tarp, just to pee and poop. That made me actually kind of glad they didn’t really come bother us during the class. A happy baby pose in goat poop? No thank you. Towards the end of the class they released a goose and some chickens. The goose was not shy. He had no problem walking on everyone’s mat.


Once the class was finished (it was about a 30 minute class) we had the opportunity to take as many pictures as we wanted and hang out with the animals. That’s when they put the goats on your back if you wanted a picture.  It looks all cute seeing one of the goats kissing my face, right? Well that was actually her baby that was on my back and she was baa’ing telling him to get down, I’m sure.  Makes for a cute picture though! Ha.

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After the hot, almost bikram yoga was done and we got all the pictures we wanted, we headed inside to the tasting room. We tasted 6 different wines.  It was the perfect end to our little farm yoga and wine experience.


Although the goats weren’t climbing all over us while we did yoga like I originally thought, we still had a really fun evening.  I’m sure it’s different every time depending on the animals temperaments. I would recommend going when the weather cools down since it is outside. Bring your girlfriends, and it makes for a fun girls night out!

Side Note: the hubby stayed home and watched the kids. They all survived! Yay! Granted, both kids were sleeping the whole time, but still. Kudos to him. Looks like I’ll need to plan some more girls nights!