It's official, folks.
I've lost my mind.
I'm not even being dramatic this time.
In what can only be described as radical behavior, I signed up for the CrossFit Games Open yesterday.
As you can see from the above photograph, the first (of five) workout consists of 7 (seven! and not the kind from the Friends episode) minutes of as many burpees as possible. With a six inch jump after each burpee.
I'm not sure if I have shared with you exactly how I feel about burpees, but I think this shirt sums it up nicely.
(sidenote: if you're looking for a gift to buy me - this shirt would be a good one! dearburpees.com kthanksbye!)
So, tomorrow at 10:00 am Arizona time, I will take on this workout. And then for the next five weeks, a new workout as they are posted.
I would be lying if I told you that I wasn't scared. The truth is that I'm scared out of my mind.
I don't want to make a fool of myself.
But I'll never get better if I don't push beyond my limits.
Speaking of limits - I joined the CrossFit class this morning for the first time.
I wasn't officially moved up, but my class was doing the above workout and I didn't want to do it two days in a row, so I moved up for one day, and one day only.
Holy Hannah Montana!
We worked on snatch-grip deadlifts, power snatches, and muscle snatches first.
That was pretty easy.
Then we moved to 3 800m runs. Starting every six minutes.
That means that the faster you run the longer your rest.
Someone kill me.
But I did it! And I did them all in under four minutes!
I was trying my damnedest to keep up with the girls in front of me.
They were fast!
While I'm tooting my own horn - I'll go ahead and tell you that I took 9th place in my age division in the 5K I did last weekend! Out of 28 runners - that's not bad. If I do say so myself.