6:00 a.m. Came Really Early Today

I usually wake up before my alarm and enjoy that boozy half-awake/half-asleep feeling for a few minutes before the morning ritual begins. Today, the alarm yanked me out of a really nice dream — so harsh — and before I was even really awake, I was halfway to CrossFit Central.

Carey ate her mean Wheaties this morning; the workout was sans fun for me. It felt great — after. But fun? Not so much.

3 rounds for time:
10 deadlift, 95 lbs.
400m run
10 pullups, with a band

My time: 12:42.

Not great, but solidly in the middle of the class. As a former last finisher, I’ll take it! And for only the third time since I started CrossFit, I thought I might barf in the middle of it all. Then…

cleans + push press, 45 lbs.
10 – 8 – 6 – 4

That got me fired up for Fight Gone Bad on Saturday. Push press made a chump out of me the last time I did a practice FGB, but not this time.

To my deep regret, I forgot to do my burpees after class so I’m on the hook to do them tonight. Boo.