last night’s workout was… in a word… intense. i was literally dripping in sweat before the actual workout even started. we started out with a 400m run, 15 overhead squats, 3 15-sec handstand holds, 10 push ups, and a few stretches. the stretches were a godsend for my aching,
my soreness from wednesday had temporarily subsided after friday’s warm up, which consisted of the usual 400m run and then a combination of terrible things: bear crawl and push ups across the gym, jump squats across the gym, lunges, more squats, and i forget what else. to save myself
i can barely walk. i knew i was going to get my ass handed to me at my first session last night, but, i still don’t think i was mentally prepared. nevermind the physically because that’s why i wanted needed to go in the first place. i walked
man… so… i don’t know if i’ve temporarily acquired some offshoot of ADHD, or what. but i have gotten so much done lately. too much, actually. i don’t know where it’s all coming from. * buying a gym membership at one of the local CrossFit gyms in
let me start out by saying that… my weirdness is not random. at all. my mom is weird. my dad is weird. my weirdness was, unavoidably, inherited. and i can never thank my parents enough. HOWEVER, they still catch me off guard from time to time. i received an e-mail