Dear CrossFit, Superpowers, Kryptonite, and Goats

Superpowers: as CrossFitters we all have our own personal superpowers.  Maybe our superpower is only relative to our goats, but we have our superpowers.  Maybe our most super power is so great that it can get us a record in the box, or first place at a comp.  But as CrossFitters we also have our goats.  Our goats might only be relative to our super powers, but we have goats.  Maybe our goat is so heinous that it gets us a DNF in the box, or gets us eliminated from a comp.  And as CrossFitters we have Kryptonite.  It’s the substance, attitude, behavior or combination thereof that feed our goats and starve our super powers.  It’s kryptonite, it exists, and we ignore it at our own peril.  But maybe it’s not really kryptonite, because unlike kryptonite it might not have come from another planet.  Maybe it’s here all the time, surrounding us, pleading with us to indulge the kryptonite, to feed the goat, to minimize our superpower.  My kryptonite is food.  What’s your kryptonite?  Maybe by naming it, you can address it, examine it, and find a way to render it less powerful.   Maybe your kryptonite is a stable transuranic element (element 126) that will ultimately decay to iron if treated just so.  Maybe your kryptonite is an allowy of multiple things, (e.g., 15.08% plutonium, 18.06% tantalum, 27.71% xenon, 24.02% promethium, 10.62% dialium, 3.94% mercury, and 0.57% of an unknown substance, likely formed from sucrose and insecurity.  It’s kryptonite.  It’s real, and you know it.  At times it is available in very limited amounts, and at other times meteor showers rain it down around us.  It’s kryptonite, it feeds our goats.  But like kryptonite was formed by the fusion of the explosion on Krypton and came to earth embedded in the tail of the escape rocket, we too are fundamentally intertwined with our kryptonite.  Sometimes we even seek it, embrace it.  Perhaps because our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate, but that we are powerful beyond what we can even comprehend.  I wonder what tomorrow’s WOD will be…