Hello! I hope everyone had a wonderful Memorial Day weekend. I spent most of mine sleeping and staring out the window wishing I could be outside doing things in the amazing weather, and then realizing that my complaints are petty compared to WHY I have the day off to do all these things.
In CrossFit, difficult workouts are often named after soldiers who were killed in action (hero WODs) and women. On Memorial Day, most boxes do a workout called “Murph” after Navy Lieutenant Michael Murphy who was killed in Afghanistan in 2005. It’s a tough one, and I was really looking forward to it being my first “benchmark” workout to honor a fallen soldier. It goes like this:
- With a 20# vest:
- 1 mile Run
- 100 Pull-ups
- 200 Push-ups
- 300 Squats
- 1 mile Run
My box did that workout on Saturday since a lot of people were going out of town and wanted to do it before the holiday. I didn’t go since I’m still of the broken leg persuasion, and I feel bad that coaches have to take time to pay special attention to me and create a custom workout. Oh, well! There’s always next year.
I was able to go on Monday. It was a team workout, and I know people didn’t want me on their teams since I’m the broken one. Fortunately, another member, Anna, showed up late and was more than happy to share a workout with me. She had a cute son named Owen, and she was a bad ass. I’m glad she joined me. The plan was to have 4 people on a team, all doing 2 hero WODs in one: Roy and Witten. Since Anna and I were a two-person, half-borked team, we did our own version of just Roy, followed by 100 situps.
That’s me with the purple shorts… and crutches. Anna is sitting at my feet! (source)
Everyone at CrossFit likes to ask me about my injury and then congratulate me on being a bad ass for still working out. I’ll admit that’s probably 3% of the reason I go. That, and I’m addicted to working out to make sure I stay sane. But what I always end up talking about is how functional CrossFit actually is.
Sure, there’s no real reason that someone who works in an office will need to know the technique of a clean and jerk, but I can tell you that I’ve done a whole heck of a lot of pistol squats trying to put on my clothes every morning (hello, pants). My life is one series of one-legged dead lifts after another–not to mention the importance I’ve found in being able to pull my own body weight up from various heights. Even the old Turkish get-up has come in handy when I’ve been getting dressed.
I’m really glad I started CrossFit, and I’m so glad my box has been wonderful in helping accommodate my little … injury.
I hope your Memorial Day weekend was wonderful, relaxing, and full of remembrance. Here’s to a 4-day work week!