By Kristin Steinmetz
Bri is one of our First Branch athletes. This means she's been with us since we started this journey in my basement in January. At barely 20 years old, she's also our youngest female athlete. Like many girls barely out of their teens, she can be whiny and moody and she complains alot. But she also shows up day after day, pushing her limits and taking on the not-so-favorite-movements until she can do them with ease. She works and goes to school full time but still finds time to get to the box about 5 days a week. And it's been a joy to see her turn from a scared, apprehensive skinny girl into a social, strong and confident young woman. I remember one night she showed up in the basement on a dark and rainy night without her boyfriend, CFTH athlete, Pawel. She drove herself around the hilly streets of my neighborhood- something she would've been nervous to do before - just to get her WOD in. She was proud of herself, and we were just as proud. Keep it up, Bri!!!
"I am the oldest out of three: my brother is 18 and my sister is 16. I have a wonderful support system that’s made up of my mom Christine, Grandma Liz, and my Aunt Karen and uncle Peto. After my mom’s divorce, they helped take care of me and my siblings like a second set of parents. Whether it was coming to our sports games or helping with homework, they were always there to help my mom, and I am truly grateful for them.
Throughout my life I tried a lot of sports. First, I started off with dance- I think I was good at that, but I was sick for every recital. There was soccer, which was really bad because I didn't like people running towards me. Then, softball where I stood there and played with my hair. I wasn't bad at cheerleading- no balls and no people running at me. I tried volleyball, but didn't like sliding on the floor. Tried track but didn't like to run (and still don’t like to run). I loved gymnastics hated flipping because I was scared of falling on my head. The funny thing is even though I felt like I sucked, my mom still made me play.
In January 2014 I started CrossFit. At the time, I had never heard of it but I figured I’d try. When I first started, I hated it. I refused to go back for a week.Then after seeing Pawel go every day, I figured I’d give it a second chance. After that I was hooked. You can say I have OCD (Obsessive CrossFit Disorder). I loved the basement and all the people I knew. I actually wasn't happy when they first moved into the new box. It was easy in the basement because there weren't a lot of people. I knew that meeting new people wasn't a strength of mine.
But I still went, day in and day out no matter how I was feeling. It made me into a better person. Someone who is more self-confident. I can now talk to almost anyone. That's a big accomplishment for me. I might complain through the whole WOD, but being able to go to the gym and feel good afterwards is a great feeling. There are movements that I never in a million years thought I could do... I can do them now and that’s amazing. Yes, I like to tell everyone during the workout what I like to do and don’t like to do, but at the end I realize it isn't so bad.
I went from a shy individual who was not good at sports, to an athlete who is still working on her goals. And I couldn't be more proud of myself and the journey I have taken to get to this spot. Eight months into CrossFit and I don’t think I’m going anywhere anytime soon. CrossFit TreeHouse’s coaches and athletes are like a family that I enjoy being around even when I'm sad, I know I can go in there, and cry or yell. And I know that, no matter what, the other athletes will always put a smile on my face. I am so grateful to be a part of CrossFit TreeHouse."