I hate lunges.
Last night, the Crossfit box I attend included weighted lunges in the workout. For those of you that don’t know, a lunge is stepping forward with one leg while allowing the opposite leg to descend until the touches the ground; you then bring the forward leg back and stand up. A weighted, or in this case kettlebell lunge, involves holding a weight awkwardly in your chest while doing the lunge. It’s a slow, repetitive movement that involves a lot of stamina and I’m more of a strength guy.
There are multiple reasons why I hated the lunges, but the main one was that I find them challenging. I like doing things that I am good at. It feels good. As I drug my sweaty body off the floor, I knew that I had gotten my butt kicked by that workout and not in a good way. Those lunges reminded me of something though. I’m not good at everything I do.
For me, it’s hard to accept that statement. It’s truth though.
Speaking of truth, I hate lunges.