2 is better than 1

There are few things in life where doing it on your own is more enjoyable...being healthy is not one of them.  I read that having a solid workout partner has a better effect than any supplement or performance enhancing drug out there.  I have never tried the latter so I am going to have to take that guys word for it.  What I do know is that sometimes you need a person who can understand how hard you worked and how much will power you had to employ to eat well and get your butt to the gym.  We all need a guy who will facebook you and make sure you are hitting up the gym the next day or that you can text in a moment of chocolate induced weakness.   Its like doing a WOD in your garage and it takes you a long 20 minutes then you go into the gym and that same WOD might have only take you 15 min because you had someone there pushing you to go faster, work harder and to celebrate with you at the end.  Besides what a healthy productive way to hang with a friend, sibling, spouse or coworker.   Just imagine MaryKate and Ashely probably have quite the discussion about their daily food intake, Batman and Robin probably kick each others butts regularly and you can bet Ben and Jerry have to hit the gym hard after taste testing all that YUMMY ice cream. 

I am a lucky gal, in my life there are a number of these workout buddies, supportive friends and family and people who want to see me succeed.  But there is one that I am most grateful for that is by my tired side day in and day out.  And for all the complaining I do about the man with my crossfit plan, I realized how vital he is in my journey.  In the last two weeks I have worked out less, eaten more poorly, gone to bed later and been significantly less healthy.  It’s no coincidence that this mayhem has ensued all while W was gone with two back to back work road trips.  It became very clear to me how hard it would be to stick to my guns and attack my goal if I didn't have a supportive partner at home helping me make my health and fitness a priority. 

I talk a lot of smack about my guy, and as you probably can imagine there is a constant stream of disgruntled moans and groans from me about what he is “making” me do.  But there is more to me and W than sarcastic jabs and over exaggerated stories of the home front.  And although we don’t spend as much “quality time” together as we did pre-kids we definitely have bonded more.  We care about each other’s success as much as we do our own and by sharing common experiences and emotions inside the gym we have become a stronger team outside of the torture chamber that is our garage.  Granted some nights it would be preferable to cuddle up with some popcorn and watch a movie, we have found that debriefing our day over some heavy lifting has been considerably better for our sanity.  Besides my fitness fanatic husband thinks a women who can overhead squat her body weight is a total turn on and that brings me back to where I started....there are few things in life where doing it on your own is more enjoyable.