Two girls one WOD....

Woot!  Made it through the WOD today!  Pretty sure I will be standing up to Pee and unable to brush my hair tomorrow but who cares!  I am alive!!!  Crossfit-The only cult in America where people rejoice in crushing WOD's and inflicting immense pain on themselves!  Yeah!  

I am sure this sign should be posted outside the door at my Box....

so back to todays WOD..."Frannie"  also known as an evil siamese twin...a mixture of Fran...who sucks in her own right...and Annie...Who the hell let these girls play together?  Better question...Who the hell invited them over?!  It's like quick pretend like nobody is home and BAM!  There they are!  

"Frannie"

50 double unders

50 situps

21 thrusters

21 pullups

50 double unders

50 situps

15 thrusters

15 pullups

50 double unders

50 situps

9 thrusters

9 pullups....

What the hell..........

Let's just explain some of this and why it sucks.....first...Fran is a dirty whore....theres a pain that everyone in the community knows...a burning in your lungs...a distinct taste of iron in your mouth....we all know it...it's like whats that burning I feel?  That taste....Oh yes...yes...now I remember...It's Fran....Now lets pair her up with her buddy Annie...Queen on the double unders...also known as queen of making you look like you just had a few hundred lashings...what's that?  Oh your legs are tired from Thrusters and you can barely do a single under?  Allow me to introduce you to the pain of Whipping yourself with a speed rope....150 times!!!

You know what that is?  Proof positive that too much girl on girl action can kill you....that's what that is....You know why we name our benchmark WOD's after girls?

I can tell you what name this one deserved...but children could be reading this.....

Anyway, I made it through another WOD and didn't die...of course it's now 3 hours later, I can barely move, my lungs hurt, and I am fairly certain I will not be able to perform most of my normal daily activities...ie...walking, breathing, or sitting down to pee tomorrow...but that is besides the point!  

I think.....

Well that is what I am going to tell myself anyway.....

Today's crossfit chalk outline...aka...aftermath....

I'm tired...I'm sore....Today was an extremely long day....My shoulder is torn....I have literally no time...I have to work early tomorrow...The WOD looks hard.....those are my excuses....but I am still here...because I am working on my Awesome Status...

well that and I am slightly twisted.......

What's your excuse?  

Character....The constant search for Captain America

This is going to be a little different from my usual posts..today I want to talk about character...I may not know everything about character, but I do know a few things for certain...I know it when I see it, I'm motivated by and drawn to individuals who have it, and I know Crossfit builds it.  Crossfit athletes know how to fail...they know that to succeed they need to know how to fail...and they are comfortable with it...they know how to lick their wounds in public

...their community is there to support them.  In the community there is no shame in failing, there is no shame in scaling, there is no shame in giving your best and not making it...there is only shame in giving up on someone....Take yesterday for example, the WOD consisted of 10 rounds of 12 pullups and 12 burpees...now I'm no math major or anything, but that is around 120 pull-ups!  I don't care who you are...that is one hell of a workout.  I immediately regretted my decision to RX the WOD about 3 rounds in....and by pull up 117 when my hand tore open I regretted it even more...but I learned something from it...I learned that I could do it.  I learned that it was painful yes.  It made me want to vomit.  It made my knees weak.  But I did it.  My crossfit family was there for me and I did it.  Having said all this I have come to realize that this is how one should approach all situations in life.  Relationships for example should be approached this way.  What would happen if we never started a relationship because we were afraid it would fail?  How would we ever find love?  How would we ever produce?  Would we all just sit idly by and wallow in our own self pity and fear?  That is just ridiculousness right?  You should know by now that I am rarely 100% serious in all of my posts so for the humorous portion I leave you with this little gem....from this day forward I am going to start taking my dates to a Crossfit WOD...If he makes it through a WOD and comes back he may be worth it...if not...well...I guess thats all she wrote....You can tell a lot about a mans character by the way he deals with the pain of a WOD....and what he says during it...will he use his words to deflect the attention away from his own failures or use them to motivate others?  Will he celebrate his failures or wallow in them and never return.....fight for something or give up because its a little to tough.....only time will tell....Character....it speaks volumes......what does yours say about you?

Tabata or something else...

Lets just say yesterdays WOD looked like a page from how to kill a crossfitter in 32 rounds or less.....I mean...Really Dave? A total of 32 rounds of tabata 20 seconds work/10 seconds rest..... 8 rounds of pullups followed by 8 rounds of push ups, 8 rounds of sit-ups, then 8 rounds of squats?!!!!  Come on!!  It sucked immensely...I killed the pull-ups....then went right on to the push-ups...by round four of Push ups I was reaching muscle failure at the end of each 20 second round...YES!!  Falling on your face is awesome...did I stop?  Nope...I just kept going....4 times I fell on my face....4!! By the end of this WOD I could literally feel every ounce of energy drained from my body....I WAS EXHAUSTED!!! Like OMG Exhausted.....I was laying on the floor ready to die...Tabata or Something else...two hours later I found out what the something else was....Pain....Lots and Lots of Pain....I couldn't even think straight it hurt so much..

So yeah, about that.....Once again I managed to make it through another WOD and live to tell about it....and feel it in every damn part of my body the next....This morning as I laid there listening to my nemesis AKA..the alarm clock go off I wondered if Tabata soreness was a viable excuse to miss a day at work...I decided it wasn't and dragged myself out of bed..ok..maybe it was more of a roll...but hey I made it....By the time I got to work I had already downed my double espresso and headed straight for the coffee maker in the break room...Hoping John had been the one to make it...His coffee is actually chewable...it's intense...but I needed it....Nope...Coffee was made by a tea drinker obviously because it did nothing for me!!!

This Paleo Challenge is killing me...I am so tired...I want my sushi back...and I am pretty sure I would trade one of my kids for a glass of milk right now...it's a good thing they are adorable because wow....I am craving milk like a back alley hooker looking for a fix.....It's that serious.....Todays WOD was ridiculously intense...After barely being able to walk...Dave

AKA this guy

Had us do 75 Wall Balls!!!  What?  Does he not realize I have to sit down to pee?  Come on!  First off, I'm beyond short...second off....WALL BALLS?!?!?!?!  To make it worse he added the element of knocking the ball out of our hands....If he was successful we had to do burpees...I'm convinced now that Dave is the Devil...No need to look any further folks..He works at my gym....You know how I know?  Because tomorrows WOD is 2000m Row and then...............yes it's written just like that....with nothing to follow....I'm guessing we are either going to be killed or wish we were...Either way, if I die NOTE MY TIME!!!!!