Peer pressure is a powerful force, especially when it is applied by muscular men.
I was sat last week discussing the blog with some friends when we got onto the topic of my next activity – what would I be doing for ‘C’? It was at this point that I realised the danger I was in. Like a gazelle, who has been idly chatting away to his new lion friends, suddenly looking up to see them licking their lips. You see, I was sat with my friend Andrew who runs CrossFit Avon, Amelia (his wife – big Crossfit fan) and my husband Jim (recent convert). Although there was no overt demand that I should get CrossFitted, everyone in the room sensed the inevitability of the situation and I, like the gazelle that I am, spent the evening trying to find a CrossFit gym in Hampshire. Continue reading