The first time I came was a Wednesday and the skill was deadlifts. I was able to do it so it wasn't so bad. I was so amazed with what the members in the regular CF class were doing. They looked like bad asses. So I decided to come back one more time but this time it was a Saturday. My husband came with me that day and we both felt like we were about to die. Oh My God! It was intense beyond anything I have ever experienced. I told Nikki, "later for this sh*t, this is crazy!" However I was reassured that not all classes are like that. It was a while before they ever saw my face again though.
My first achievement was the rope climb. It took me a whole year to get that skill down and I was beaming from ear to ear when I finally did it. I was so proud of myself.
I am currently working on learning how to do a proper handstand without any assistance. I had a few private lessons and I know what I need to work on but I am still a little bit scared. Eventually I will get it though. I am not a quitter!
My favorite Jaguar memory would have to be when Nikki and I participated in the Jaguar competition last December. Three WODS in one day? It sounded like death, but I did it! I was sore for several days though. I love the fact that my son loves CF too and I have seen the difference it has done for him playing baseball. The boy is a beast!