i actually skipped crossfit on wednesday, because lately it almost feels like i’m never home. i wake up at 6:30, pack our lunches, clean up, shower, go to work, leave work at 4, go grocery shopping if i can squeeze it in, come home, let the dog out, feed the animals, cook dinner (or at least get everything ready if i don’t have time), clean up the apartment a bit (at the very least, vacuum up the damn cat litter), get dressed, leave for crossfit at 5:30, home by 7:30, shower, make dinner, finally eat around 8:30, watch TV and/or a movie and/or work on websites, and GO TO BED.

brett has been working overtime the last 2 weeks. i’ve been doing all that. we’ve been seeing each other for uh… about 3-4 hours a day, tops, not including actually sleeping. it SUCKS. there are just not enough hours in the day.

i needed a break. i had a bit of a meltdown tuesday night and i think part of that was due to not giving myself enough personal/down time lately. i’ve been stressing myself out more than anything, and i finally snapped. wednesday was absolutely necessary, and i’m really glad i didn’t go. i needed that hour or so to myself… to wind down after work… relax… not be around ANYONE. if i’ve learned anything about myself in the last year and a half, it’s that i require alone time. and that just hasn’t happened since i started crossfit.

“Muscle-Up Monday”

Take 18 minutes to work on muscle-ups (i practiced pull ups and ring dips)

then……..

As many reps as possible in 2 minutes:
parking lot sprint
hang power clean (45lb)

rest 1 minute

As many reps as possible in 2 minutes:
parking lot sprint
push ups

rest 1 minute

As many reps as possible in 2 minutes:
parking lot sprint
knees-to-elbows (hang from the bar and pull your knees up to touch your elbows)

rest 1 minute

As many reps as possible in 2 minutes:
parking lot sprint
wallballs (10lbs)

i wrote down my reps for these in my phone, but i don’t remember what they were offhand. all i know is, monday sucked. by the time i got to the wallballs, i was whipped. also, wallballs are no fun for short people. period.

tuesday’s workout… i finished in 4:40. not *too* terrible.

Overhead Squat, 5-4-4-3 reps, 45 lbs

then….

3 rounds for time:
10 overhead squats (45 lbs)
20 slamballs (10lbs)

skip wednesday.

last night’s workout… which was Death by Deadlift:

Back Squat, 9-7-5-3 reps (45lbs, 55lbs, 55lbs, 60lbs)

then…

“Death by Deadlift” (85lbs)

With a continuously running clock do one deadlift the first minute, two deadlifts the second minute, three deadlifts the third minute… continuing as long as you are able.

i did 15 rounds and i was SO proud of myself. my form was better, and i added more weight. it’s nice to see myself improving finally. it’s also nice that i can do squats without looking like a tard.

this weekend was long overdue.

i’m actually kind of surprised i made it 5 months without going to boone.

brett and i left charleston around 1:30 on friday, which was a little later than we’d hoped. i needed to get my oil changed and my tires rotated so that set me back about an hour. and $60. stupid cars and their stupid maintenance.

anyway, we made pretty good time, getting into boone right around dinner time. it was move-in weekend, which means dinner time in boone == gridlocked. nightmare, nightmare! lucky for us, we made it to the cabin without too much of a hassle, got cleaned up, and decided it would be best to eat dinner in banner elk that night. seven devils is about 15-20 minutes from boone, so this was just easier. boone can wait ’til saturday.

and it ended up being like… the best dinner of my LIFE. we went to the hearthstone tavern and grille. if you ever take a trip to the mountains, GO THERE. you will *not* regret it. it’s a little pricey ($20+ a plate), but it is so worth it. you should really get a reservation, but since brett and i don’t really plan these kinds of things, we walked in not knowing what to expect, and definitely underdressed. which meant we sat at the bar and ate… which actually worked out perfectly because they had the football game playing and a guy in the corner singing and playing guitar. it was awesome.

he ordered fried chicken with mashed taters and okra (amazing). i had the blackened chicken alfredo. it was THE best alfredo i’ve ever had in my life. i had no idea alfredo could be that good. i don’t even really *like* alfredo that much anymore, to be honest, but i had one of my weird cravings. so now, i will never be able to eat alfredo at any other restaurant as long as i live.

and the whole night, this older man sat next to us, and he was HILARIOUS. i love listening to old guys tell stories… this one was no different. he bought brett and i each a double shot of jack daniel’s, so that made him even more awesome. i gave him a big hug before we left and actually, i’m kind of bummed that i might not ever see him again!

we went back to the cabin and drank beer and watched ESPN, which led to a long, drawn out discussion (dude, brett can talk about football for HOURS. and HOURS. it’s ridiculous. he studies it like it’s his JOB) about whether or not brett favre is a turd or not. i don’t think he’s a turd–just indecisive. and brett doesn’t really think he’s a turd, per se… he just disagrees with him making long, drawn out decisions without acknowledging the effects they have on his team, and he went on and on, with more reasons, and i love it when he talks football, because i learn a lot, and he gets to talk about football. and i really think he should’ve gone into sportscasting instead of computers. seriously. dude’s a natural.

that about sums up that night. and the whole weekend.

i got to see a lot of good friends i hadn’t seen in FAR too long. i got my fix of fries and nachos at macado’s (not exactly crossfit friendly, WHATEVER, it’s been 5 months). we got to go to hebron (we still went even though it rained, and now i will never climb slippery boulders again), and we got to go to fan fest. the weather cleared up just in time for ASU’s scrimmage. brett literally watched the radar on his droid the entire time we were at macado’s. he said he had to make sure the storm was “tapering” so it wouldn’t be raining during the football game. and sure enough, it tapered. i’ve never seen someone so obsessed with a weather radar for an entire hour.

and now it’s wednesday and i’m already ready for another weekend. yesterday was my 8th day of crossfit. i’ll post 7, 8, and 9 after tonight’s workout. which might *actually* kill me. 6 rounds of 3 rope climbs and kettlebell push jerks sounds like it could easily be simplified to just… 2 rounds of 3 rope climbs followed by whitney falling to her death. or taking a kettlebell to the face.

i already almost broke my thumb last night when i got it squeezed between a weight and the hook it goes on. my GOD that hurt. it’s nice and purple now.

plus, i haven’t climbed anything since i took that pole dancing class, but something tells me that was a lot easier than a rope.