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My excessive energy, extreme narcissism, and intense love of neon-colored spandex is both managed and fueled by my addiction to fitness. I push myself to extremes and I push other people's buttons. Obviously I needed my own blog.

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

Death by Burpees

Ryan has been in Atlanta since Saturday and we had a great time celebrating Bonus Christmas with his family on Sunday. Sunday evening he told me he'd like to go to CrossFit with me on Monday as long as there weren't wallballs. I was all, oooh, lemme check the website and then I just started to laugh. The metcon was called Little Ham Sandwich and it was 50 wallballs, 25 deadlifts (225/155), 50 wallballs PLUS 5 burpees every minute on the minute.

I thought Ryan was going to bail out but he wanted to go. The strength portion was work up to a heavy single deadlift. Ryan lifted 500# last Friday and did it again Monday night. He's super strong, nbd. I got my deadlift up to 245#, a PR of 20#. My 225# deadlift was a one time thing that looked extremely ugly last February during the blizzard. I was hungover, stuffed with sushi, and had only gone to work because I woke up somewhere in midtown and realized I had left my snowboots under my desk. Obviously the clear next step was to hit up CrossFit. Since then, my max has been 205# so I am super proud of myself.

Little Ham Sandwich was a mind fuck. Anna Marie recommended getting six wallballs each round. Sometimes I barely got four. I finished in16:46 Rx.

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