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clevermanka) wrote2012-05-05 07:22 am
clevermanka) wrote2012-05-05 07:22 am
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Offering my love and respect to the end
This is the best MCA eulogy I've read so far, and I've read a lot of them. Guess what CDs are getting played non-stop at 1809 Indiana Street today?
I was not feeling like going to CrossFit last night.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mckitterick was still under the weather, so I was on my own, I was bummed about MCA's death, and (most importantly) I was going to my first real WOD, not one of the Elements classes. It was time to swim with the big kids in the deep end of the pool and I wasn't emotionally prepared. I think it goes without saying that I wasn't physically prepared, right? But look! Here I am, alive and completely uninjured, with even my pride intact. Because I was still the slowest, weakest person there but I was there, and once again people were cool and supportive. Even people I'd never seen before.
Benton Fraser's brother was there again last night. I didn't get a photo, but I did find this on the CrossFit Lawrence Facebook page. So here's a two-for-one video.
1. You get to see the incredible dorks (incredibly fit dorks) Thomas and Kyle, two of the Lawrence CrossFit coaches.
2. At the beginning of the video we have Benton Fraser's younger brother setting up the Rubic's Cube for Thomas.
So. Those are the two coaches I work with. I've barely met the third coach, Andy Armbrister. I love Thomas and Kyle, though.
I have to admit, I'm getting frustrated at the near-total lack of physical improvement I'm seeing. I'm getting better at some movements, but that's mostly proprioception improvement and learning how to better/more efficiently/more correctly do the movements. I haven't lost a pound and the tape measure hasn't budged even half an inch in three weeks. Yes I am vain and I make no bones about that. It's awesome to be healthy and all, but I want to look like a hard-bodied badass, and it's discouraging when I can note zero visual improvement. Except my ass, which is definitely getting rounder (in a good way). But yeah. I'm unhappy with that.
I fear that much of my failure to improve is due to the lack of sleep. I'm sure my cortisol levels are all sorts of fucked up, and I know one doesn't readily build muscle or lose fat when one isn't getting enough sleep. So my next goal is to resolve these sleep problems. Last night I got about seven hours, but felt super tired when I woke at 5:00. I lay in bed for another hour, hoping to fall back asleep, but no dice.
Because I want to close the post on a positive note: This might be the best fanfic piece I've read EVER. Avengers. No spoilers. Made of fucking gold.
You're welcome.
I was not feeling like going to CrossFit last night.
mckitterick was still under the weather, so I was on my own, I was bummed about MCA's death, and (most importantly) I was going to my first real WOD, not one of the Elements classes. It was time to swim with the big kids in the deep end of the pool and I wasn't emotionally prepared. I think it goes without saying that I wasn't physically prepared, right? But look! Here I am, alive and completely uninjured, with even my pride intact. Because I was still the slowest, weakest person there but I was there, and once again people were cool and supportive. Even people I'd never seen before.Benton Fraser's brother was there again last night. I didn't get a photo, but I did find this on the CrossFit Lawrence Facebook page. So here's a two-for-one video.
1. You get to see the incredible dorks (incredibly fit dorks) Thomas and Kyle, two of the Lawrence CrossFit coaches.
2. At the beginning of the video we have Benton Fraser's younger brother setting up the Rubic's Cube for Thomas.
So. Those are the two coaches I work with. I've barely met the third coach, Andy Armbrister. I love Thomas and Kyle, though.
I have to admit, I'm getting frustrated at the near-total lack of physical improvement I'm seeing. I'm getting better at some movements, but that's mostly proprioception improvement and learning how to better/more efficiently/more correctly do the movements. I haven't lost a pound and the tape measure hasn't budged even half an inch in three weeks. Yes I am vain and I make no bones about that. It's awesome to be healthy and all, but I want to look like a hard-bodied badass, and it's discouraging when I can note zero visual improvement. Except my ass, which is definitely getting rounder (in a good way). But yeah. I'm unhappy with that.
I fear that much of my failure to improve is due to the lack of sleep. I'm sure my cortisol levels are all sorts of fucked up, and I know one doesn't readily build muscle or lose fat when one isn't getting enough sleep. So my next goal is to resolve these sleep problems. Last night I got about seven hours, but felt super tired when I woke at 5:00. I lay in bed for another hour, hoping to fall back asleep, but no dice.
Because I want to close the post on a positive note: This might be the best fanfic piece I've read EVER. Avengers. No spoilers. Made of fucking gold.
You're welcome.