So, after the margaritas and the french fries, I knew I really needed to hit CrossFit this morning. So my joy at actually making it out of bed, quickly turned to an oh @#$@ when I saw the board outside the door this morning. "Beowulf! Row and Run day!". I nearly turned around and walked out of the building, and had I worked out yesterday, I for sure would have. Need I really quote my other blog to tell you how much I suck at running? And after numerous back and forths with Tanya do I really need to tell everyone how much I suck at running?
So I decided to suck it up and stay. I can't even decscribe to you the horror I felt when I saw what Jerry put on the board. No warm up today. We shot straight to the chaos.
800 Meter Run
1000 Meter Row
25 Ring Dips
75 Jumping Slamballs
Cardio is really rough for me to recover from, and I think this is really why rowing is such a weakness. My running ability is about the same, and so trying to come back from a run and row is really difficult. Jerry told people to partition to rounds of 5/10/15 to get through the circuit and to do 5 rounds. He also told people only do 3 round instead of the full 5 if need be. I didn't want to cheat the circuit. I did partition and did 5/10/15, but I did the full five rounds. I knew though that after my first round I wasn't going to be able to get a full second round in. Some people stayed to do another run/row, but hitting both of my weaknesses twice in one day just didn't seem fun.
This workout... wow... I don't even know if I can joke about this one... someone might want to write that down. :P That doesn't usually happen. This was just a straight up burner. I felt so unbelievably fat on that chin up bar today it's ridiculous. It literally felt like I was wearing a weight vest... but sadly I was not. Beowulf seriously put his booted foot up my arse today!
I'm feeling a little defeated today... and I'd like to think my quote today applies to more than just my work in the blue room.
Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs even though checkered by failure, than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much because they live in the gray twilight that knows neither victory nor defeat. - Teddy Roosevelt