Abigoliah Schamaun

Comedian, Yogi, Whiskey Enthusiast. 

I Figured out My Month Goal!

I Figured out My Month Goal!

I have a younger sister named Allison. She's quieter than me and a bit shy. She always has been and even as a child I possessed the loud brashness of a 1960's Broadway leading lady. I was boisterous. I was confident. I was probably quite annoying. When everyone else was into Nirvana I was perfecting my Ethel Merman impression and let me tell you by 12 years old, every thing was coming up roses for this broad. Because of my attention seeking demeanor, I'm not sure if teachers and the parents' of friends ever noticed that Allison was better than me at almost everything. She's could read and do maths before I could even though I was a year older. When she colored in coloring books she had the dexterity to stay inside the lines. I struggled to stay in them. For a very brief period we took gymnastics together and while Ally was mastering the back-hand-spring I was working on my summer-sault. She could both draw and play hop-scotch better than I could and Ally could jump rope. 

Instead of seeing Ally's skills as an opportunity to better my own with a little sisterly competition I chose to stop these tasks completely and dedicated my time to  more important things such as memorizing all the lyrics to  Hello Dolly. In the end, I feel like my decision has been a good one. After all, with the advent of smart phones when does any grown person need to spell or do math let alone color or hop-scotch? It's not a thing. These are uanessacry skills. But then I started working out at Crossfit Blackfriars and guess what's creeped back into my life at 30 years old? Jumping rope. And not just jumping; double-unders. 

Double-unders are when you jump rope but the rope goes around twice within one jump. Think Rocky Balboa training for a fight. I can't do them. The coaches at my gym, Crossfit Blackfriars, have given me drills, made suggestions and I still can't do them and up until Thursday of last week I didn't care. On Thursday we were give an AMRAP (As Many Rounds as Possible) which included doing 55 double-unders, or in my case 110 single-unders. By the end of the workout I was throwing my jump rope across the room I was so angry. The point of an AMRAP is to see how many rounds you can get in a certain about of time, say, 20 minutes. But it's very hard to push through something with speed when you keep getting tangled in a damn skipping rope. 

Rich Edmonds, one of the co-owners of Crossfit Blackfriars (who was also a guest on Namaste Bitches Podcast) has an inspiring story of how he finally mastered double-unders on his honey moon after six month of daily practice. It's the least romantic story I've ever heard but it's one he likes to tell when he's not talking about Leicester City Football Club. 

I had a chat with Rich today, about double-unders. Given it took him six months of daily practice I asked what would be a realistic goal to achieve by the end of the month. He replied with, "Just get your double-unders. Go hard or go home." So it's with that piece of advice that I sett my Crossfit  goal: To be able to do double-unders by the end on June. I'll come into class early or stay after every day and I'll skip rope till I get them. What an opportunity! I'll finally use that skipping rope I bought in December that I've only used once. Watch our Ally, first it'll be rope skipping then it'll be the back-hand-springs. I'm coming for ya kid! 

Me on the left, Ally on the right. I'm not sure how old we are in this picture. But I swear we're 17 months apart even though Ally is half my size. 

Me on the left, Ally on the right. I'm not sure how old we are in this picture. But I swear we're 17 months apart even though Ally is half my size. 

Hard Work. Good Work.

Hard Work. Good Work.

And we're off!

And we're off!