A Different Direction
Okay, so with this entry, I wanted to try something shorter than most of my posts, almost like Lisbeth Darsh’s writing. At the same time, I thought of putting my own twist on things as well.
So here goes…
We Laughed Like Sick Fucks
What a crazy workout
Rowing, snatches, dubs to endure
Two and a half minutes
Of my sanity, I was unsure
I rowed my ass off
For a minute and a half straight
Then 15 unbroken snatches
My forearms could barely handle the weight
Dropping the bar
With only 30 seconds to spare
I grabbed my rope
Double unders with precision and care
Time was up
My body was saying, “No more”
But we’re not done
It’s not just one round but FOUR
Feeling the opposite of a million bucks
Turned to a friend next to me
We laughed like sick fucks
Wait a fuckin second…WHAT WAS THAT?!?! Told ya I wanted to do something different haha.
It was basically a poem about yesterday’s WOD. I’d write about today’s, but honestly, it wasn’t anything special. This workout we did yesterday was a total mind, body, and soul fuck. Think that Fran-like burning feeling in your lungs each round. Not fun.
Here’s the breakdown of the WOD:
2:30 time for
Max meters row for 90 seconds (ALL OUT effort)
15 unbroken hang power snatches (85# was the Rx for guys, 55# for girls, coach suggested 65#)
With the remaining time, AMRAP double unders!
As I said, the row, snatches, and dubs were a total mind, body, and soul fuck. Once the dubs were completed, I threw my rope on the floor. I had my hands on my knees, fighting for air and thinking what the fuck I just did. Then I looked up to my friend next to me, and I just started laughing like a psycho. He did too. We laughed like sick fucks.
And then we realized that was only round 1…
By the way, thanks to Heidi‘s tweet for inspiring this post
@sun_flower_gal Had a ROUGH WOD today. After round 1 of 4, I looked at the guy next to me and we just laughed like psychos haha.
— KippingItReal.com (@_KippingItReal) May 2, 2012