“And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.” ― Sylvia Plath
First, I thought I lost my log book. This could not be. You never know what you have, till it’s gone. As soon as I realized it was missing the inner discombobulator began to represent. For Part I of the WOD, Deadlifts, 4 x 4 x 4 x 4, I was simply lost. All over the place. Suddenly couldn’t add, or subtract, or count apparently.
5 or 6 trips to the calculator on the wall, and I still wasn’t confident in my math. Learned tonight that I love to scribble stuff down during the WOD in my little book. It’s an integral part of the whole experience for me. Chicken scratches and roman numerals and addition and subtraction and little stick figures with x’s for eyes.
Completed: @ 195lbs., 205lbs., 215lbs., and 225lbs.
I remember not only two or three weeks ago 225lbs. was my One Rep Max. Now it’s my 80%. I don’t know what happened. But, there can be no greater feeling. Your body getting stronger from hard work. Try as you might, this, you simply cannot purchase.
And then along came Part II:
Going to admit right here; Part II of tonight’s WOD was bru-tal. Felt weak and didn’t know if I could finish. So goes the up and down of a Crossfitter. Which is what makes CF such an excellent training ground for Life
Scaled a couple (not all) of the Burpee rounds from 8 to 6. And was still last to finish. With about a minute to spare on the 15 minute clock. Total Burpees, going to estimate to be approx. 72.
II. For Time:
10 Overhead Lunges with Barbell (45/35)
Completed: In 13:45 @ 35lbs. See rambling paragraph above. And that’s all I have to say about that.