I'm sure by now if you've been following along, you know that I have a hatred for some certain things. Burpees, push-ups, running... and have I mentioned double unders? I haven't? How could THAT have slipped my mind?!?!?
I don't know why, but for some reason, double unders elude me. They are a force in the universe that try as I might, I just simply cannot seem to grasp or understand. It's like, trying to understand why Ray thought of the Stay Puft Marshmallow man in Ghostbusters. I mean, really... Mr. Stay Puft? Clearly, I missed that connection, and clearly, I am missing the connection with the double unders. People tell me not to change my jump, to speed up my wrists, and not to bend my knees. Ok, got it.... great, so why can't I do it?
We all have our nemesis, or is that nemesi? Regardless, we all have them. Double unders just happen to be one of mine, so for me to hit "Annie", which is basically all double unders, was just short of sheer torture. It was what I would refer to as ughtastic. I got really frustrated and I really wanted to throw the rope, but I didn't. I finished in 13:16. Not great, but it could have been far far worse. I'm still not a fan though...
I feel like Annie just let loose and opened a can of whoop ass on me... she got her gun out and showed me who's boss... that's for sure...
Btw, I'm incredibly proud of my random Annie reference today. It came easily to me. I'm a fan of cheesetastic references like this.
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Ouch!
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