Crossfit. People, I'm sure there's an anagram somewhere in that little word that means death. And I'm not talking about the quick and merciful kind of death, oh no, the slow Chinese water torturous kind of death where every movement you make the next day slowly eats you away from the inside out. I don't think I have ever hurt so much in my life.
It hurts to sneeze, it hurts to answer the phone, it hurts to stand, walk, sit, bend over, bend down, cough, laugh, heck even type! Do you get the picture? I'm sure you do . Now do I want to go again? Yes! And I have a willing victim to do it with me all lined up. :)
Tyler at Crossfit Athlete Inside was great, as were the ever supportive Mitch and Mo urging us along to keep going, and do one more. Mo, I think I may just hear your voice screaming "Yeah baby, you can do this" in my head forever. Who knew such a little woman could project her voice like that.
I'll admit that the "warm up" was closer to a workout in itself and I'm sure a few people would agree.
So you want to know what we did, OK let's see:
Push ups. That one everyone knows, so I don't think I need to go into detail there. And yes we could do the "wimpy kind" if needed.
Squats. Apparently women have an easier time learning this one; gee I wonder why? :P, maybe if I hadn't been such an eager beaver and climbed up 323 stairs earlier that day I would have had an easier time. Too late for that!
Jumping pull ups. OK, so this was new. You stand under a bar, raise your hands in the air, wave 'em around like you just don't care, wait......sorry......getting carried away. So you do raise them, straight above you and make sure the bar touches just above your elbow. Now hold onto the bar and jump, jump so your chin is above the said bar above you and just drop back down.
Sounds relatively easy right? OK so here's where it gets crazy. Starting with the jumping pull ups, do five of those, then get on the floor and do 7 push ups, now stand and do 10 squats.
Still with me? Still saying no problem? Alrighty then, set the clock for 12 minutes and cycle through those three things over and over until you think your going to die...or when you reach 12 min. Whichever may come first for you my friends.
NOW you get it and YES I deserve a pat on the back for accomplishing this daunting task. All us women do. I know they're hurting just as bad as me.
Anyways, by the end of the 12 mins, I was exhausted. One, my bed time is normally 9pm, so being up past 9pm two nights in a row and two, having to do physical exercise on top of that was rough. I collapsed on the floor and while Tyler, Mitch and Mo told us a few things and expressed words of encouragement I made my little "sweat angel" on the floor.
So what's next on the list? Well as much as I'd love to have the energy to do the WOD (workout of the day) tonight, minus the pull ups as I have no bar at home, there's a rest on the menu, and tomorrow's another day. So people maybe you can get out there for me and create your own "Sweaty Little Angel"
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