Welcome, May!

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The past few weeks have been stressful. Training new employees, dealing with difficult customers, not sleeping well, not exercising (I’ve gained 20 pounds in the last two years), getting through family drama (two life-threatening events in the same day, 2000 miles apart: my dad’s heart attack in NM and a 9 year grandchild starting the rest of his life with Type 1 Diabetes) . . .  My CrossFit lifestyle withered into oblivion when I lost my job at the University in 2020, as Covid got going. Deep depression brought me to a standstill as I took a few months to try to reset. Since then, my physical status has been on steady decline. Now my daily schedule looks something like this: Work 3-11 pm (on a good day), Go to bed at 4 am, get up between 10:30 am and noon, get booted up and go back to work. If I get one day off a week I’m fortunate. At least I don’t have to work all night for now. That was the worst.  So I haven’t had time or energy to do much, even read, much less write. And since my

AMRAP 20: "Improve Night"

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Most of my CrossFit brothers and sisters understand the significance of a Triple Chocolate Bundt cake. Ok, many of my CF brethren . . . Ok--a couple folks understand (you know who you are). 

For one, a chocolate bundt cake looks like a tire and tires are for flipping and since you can't eat a tire, well, that's what the cake is for. So I enjoyed a nice piece of a chocolate bundt cake recalling the great fun we had flipping tires just yesterday. But what does that have to do with today's AMRAP 20? Not much--except that, well, chocolate bundt cake. That's why. 

Did not get my lunch-time WOD in today due to a called meeting; however, I did get the WOD done at home with a little improvisation. The WOD was 3x5 Back Squats then an AMRAP 20 of: 
The first improvisation came in that I don't have a squat rack, so I had to clean and jerk the bar in order to lower the bar to my neck. Don't think I ever C & J 140 pounds, but I did tonight! Bonus points for the extra workout! Of course the fun part is getting that bar off your neck . . . a reverse jerk. And hang on!

The second came when I had to do Wall Balls. I don't have a high wall but I do have a basketball goal--however, 1) the goal wobbles when doing WB, so I was trying to hit a moving target (read: Bro-reps) 2) I had to take off my glasses because of sweat. And if I miss, I don't want my glasses smashed into my face by a falling 20# basketball. I'll just take the basketball; and, 3) it was dark by the time I got started. So finding the target--in the dark--without glasses . . .

I deserved my cake after that 3x5 then an AMRAP 20 for 5 rounds (started the 6th at the 20:00 buzzer). And it was a difficult day today. I might have another piece.

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