Quote of the Day: “Live in such a way that you would not be ashamed to sell your parrot to the town gossip.”
- Will Rogers
How do you describe a day like today?
The words would not be very nice.
It started decent enough: winning the battle of getting my ass out of bed to go do CrossFit. Of course, it was a pitched battle like it always is and I barely won it.
You know what eventually tipped the scales after about 10 minutes of negotiation?
The fact that there is a formation on Monday and I will not be able to go to CrossFit. That would make a Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday absence and I just can’t do that if I want to actually claim that I’m doing CrossFit.
We did some goofiness that included a bear crawl. We would race, running on our hands and feet. Personally, I was afraid of rolling a wrist but some of the guys that were there today didn’t have that problem. One guy looked more like an orangutan and I think I would be hard-pressed to beat him if I was RUNNING!
But there was one thing I was “middle-of-the-pack” in. In fact, I got second place. It was a wheel-barrow combined with a push-up. Someone held your legs up behind you and the way you advanced was to do a push-up and propel yourself forward. Then again. Until the end.
For some reason, I could do this. Weird.
We did some ring work but I was not quite as successful at this. It might be awhile before I can do a muscle-up which is when you grab the rings, pull yourself up, and then muscle your way while rotating somehow and ending up doing the pushing motion of a dip so that you end up supporting yourself with your arms.
You can see the “Nasty Girls” do it after they get done with squats in this video. Watch the whole thing if you want to see a woman fight through a lot of fatigue to impressively get the job done.
After all the silliness, it was time to get down to the WOD.
Now we could either do 30 muscle-ups OR go for another workout.
As you have probably surmised, “another workout” is what I chose, sight unseen.
It was this:
15-12-9 of Burpees and weighted pull-ups.
Let me explain. The Burpees were done with 20 lb weights. You have them in your hand, you bend down, kick your feet back, do a push-up, pull your feet back to your chest, stand up, thrust the weights over your head.
The pull-ups I managed to get by with the 8-lb weight between my knees and even though this was the first time I had ever tried extra weight with pull-ups, I still found it the easiest part of the workout thanks to my freaky kipping ability.
When I was done, I was done. I even managed to beat the lady next to my because I was able to do the last set of 9 pull-ups in one go and she was doing sets of 2.
So yeah, I beat a girl. Alert the media.
I got to work but did not have much time to recover. The rest of the day was a blur of stress, motion, and rain.
Yes, it rained. Just about the only good thing that happened today and that’s only because they let everyone wear their cammies instead of the bravos. That was good.
And that was the end of “good” for the rest of the day.
As I mentioned yesterday, the CGIP is next week so that means that we had to go verifiably insane today with preparation. I killed many thousands of trees trying to get the LOI produced (which I got signed at about 1830).
Meeting after meeting occurred.
It was a race to get everything you needed from everyone before they decided that a rainy Friday sucks bad enough to fade away into weekend liberty land which would be the precise moment you would need them.
Oh yeah, and we had to put on a retirement ceremony for a Colonel coming from Oki. Bad timing all around since we were so busy and then it dumps tons of water over the course of the day which means his retirement ceremony was moved inside.
You are in the Corps for 30 years and retire at San Diego…and it rains.
That really bites ass.
All and all, I was numb by the end of the day. I knew the rain and the Fridayness would make the commute home pretty much equal to a colonoscopy so the fact that I was still hooking and jabbing at 6:30 PM on a Friday just melted right into the general mood of the day.
I made it home a wrecked shell of a man where I had a nice, calm, relaxing dinner and movie with my family.
Ironically enough, we watched “Rain Man” as part of my continuing attempt to watch modern “classics” (as defined by yours truly) with my kids.
Perfect movie for the day because by the end, I felt like Raymond Babbit.
Free Advice for Today: “Call a radio talk show with an opinion.”
- H. Jackson Brown, Jr.