The boys were up all night crapping their pants.
M knew I was still recovering from a cold, so she looked after our sick kids, generously allowing me to sleep through the worst of the ass-explosions so I'd be (relatively) well-rested for the 5 a.m. class at
CrossFit Palo Alto. I know I don't say it often enough, but my wife is all kinds of awesome.
Strength Skill:
- Single-Leg Deadlifts (5-3-3-1-1)
I'm tightening my gut and keeping my hips down low. I'm pushing off my heel, and I'm keeping my head in line with my body. But I still suck at one-legged deadlifts -- especially when I do 'em while balancing on my left leg. I'd make a horrible evil one-legged space pirate.
Metcon:
2 rounds for time:
- Run 400 meters
- 20 ground-to-overheads (75# / 55#)
- 15 box jumps
- 10 toes-to-bar
This was reminiscent of this year's
Open WOD 12.3 -- you know, the one that murdered me. Thankfully, today's version was a lot more sane, but it was still a kick in the pants.
I'd like to say I held back because I'm not feeling 100 percent, but the truth of the matter is that I simply got my butt handed to me. The ground-to-overheads weren't a problem (I did a mix of snatches and clean & jerks), but the box jumps knocked the wind out of me today.
Result: 10:12 as RXed.
