Just say "NO"

Tuesday, May 27;

Sometimes it's just better to say "no." This blog post will also include a story about D.A.R.E., but let me first get through my point about today's WOD. I knew today would be a beast workout, but I didn't know what it was going to be. After eating loads of potato salad, chips, burgers and strawberry shortcake (all of which I enjoyed very, very much) I waddled myself into the blue room to discover Jerry's prescription for pain.

There it was.. hundreds of pullups.. maybe not hundreds.. but a freakin' ton of pullups. I knew immediately, that I wouldn't be doing that.. I also knew I wouldn't be doing the same number of ring rows. My shoulder has been feeling really strange over the past few days.. not so much painful, but more like it's going to pop out of socket at any moment.

We started with overhead bar work (another one of my no-goes). I remembered I can always work up from PVC pipe to very light weights overhead. That's just what I did. I won't be scaring small children with the amount of weight I'm lifting, but I feel like I'm rehabilitating more than I'm damaging. Bring on the fractional plates.. ARGH.

Then I made my own workout which involved a lot of running and strengthening with some low reps of bodyweight movements.

Warmup:
3xPress - 3xPush Press - 3xPress Jerk
PVC pipe, 2lbs, 5lbs, 7lbs, 10lbs (does this look silly to anyone else??)

Workout:
4 Rounds for time:
6 ring rows
9 knee pushups
12 squats
800 Meter run
Total: 27:57

Okay, the D.A.R.E. story as promised. When I was in fifth grade our school held a D.A.R.E. essay contest. We had to write what we learned from the program, or something like that. I wrote a beautiful piece about drugs and how I'd never do them and how much DARE had changed my life (I was 9).. We waited for weeks while our schools DARE rep, read diligently through our 5th grade essays. I was sure he'd pick mine, but when the moment of truth came he announced Jacklyn Creasy's name and not mine. I was devastated.. not nearly as devastated as I was when I lost the race for 5th grade Vice President to my best friend. Fifth grade was a tough year for me. I did a lot of "Survival of the Fitting."

I digress.. anyway. Jacklyn got to get up in front of the whole school and read her essay out loud. What a load of sappy crap. Mine was better. I guess you win some and you lose some. Jerk!

I know this has nothing to do with Crossfit, but I thought I should do something drug-prevention related due to this postings title.

I start Crossfit at 6am tomorrow.. that's because I'm also starting Grad school tomorrow at Johns Hopkins. What.. I like to lift big things and I'm smart??!! That's crazy!