Day 2

Hi.
When I woke up this morning, for good (I woke up several times throughout the night without any good reason. Weak) I made it my first priority to go to the gym to make a routine out of it.
At 0440hrs I approached the Gym to find that the gym doesn't open until 0500. So, I took a few laps around the building to warm up/not be bored. I could see the workers in there just sitting around. I wanted so bad to just go in...

0500
I made myself cozy with a squat rack and 3x3's (155-185-205). Afterall, I'm not really sure what to expect from today's crossfit wichita falls workout. I ran a 1.5 miles on the treadmill and called it.

Class was interesting.
The kids are...kids. I'm the class leader which puts me in a weird position because I have to be in charge of 12 kids. Fun! Our instructor has a really bad southern accent, which makes me not want to listen to her. She said a few funny things:
1. Can somebody borrow her a pen?
2. I so do love me some chocolate coffee.

If I keep a positive attitude it will all be over soon.
On a lighter note:

CrossFit Wichita Falls:


Row 1K
1:44

WOD:
For time:
3 Rounds
A “Helen” Variant

- 400 m run

- 21 KB swings (24kg/16kg)

- 12 pull-ups

We will rest 3 minutes between each round.

3:19
3:41
4:02

The owner's name is Mark Ripptoe. He's a monster, and to be honest, I'm a little afraid of him.
Rip(to a smaller guy in the group): What did you eat for breakfast?
Guy: Um, some egg whites and a pear.
Rip: Lunch?
Guy: Um, 2 chicken breasts.
Rip: I'll tell you why you're not recovering fast enough, you're not eating enough.
Ben: I had a double whopper and fries for lunch.
Rip: Well, what's goin' on with you is a little different, but man, for a guy your size to do kippers, it's a wonder your hands aren't ripped to shit.

Schoolhouse:

Home for a few weeks.

More to follow.
bh