For reasons unknown to me, today's entire work out (warm up included) made me feel like I had the stomach flu. I didn't meet Mr. Pukey, but starting about five minutes in I was drenched in that cold sweat that often precedes vomiting. Uncomfortable to say the least. And it didn't stop. I spent the entire work out wanting to dump water on myself a-la flash dance. Only without it being in any way alluring.
1/30/12 WOD #11:
- Warm up: 10 stairs
500 m row
10 m bear crawl
10 m crab walk
10 m hand stand walk (or, in my case, "Hey! I did a hand stand! Woo!")
10 m duck walk
10 pull ups
(all those tens after the row were supposed to be done three times. I called it good at once through so we could get going on the WOD itself.)
- WOD #11: 7 rounds for time: 7 front squats (35#)
7 chest-to-bar (scaled to straight pull ups with the blue band)
We had to modify my squats today because I am flexible enough that I go way too far down and then have trouble getting my ass back up (literally). So Lori had me squat to a medi ball today. She also had us make the first front squat of each set into a clean (I have been practicing my triple extension every time I open up our darn garage door. Boo-yah).
Another discovery today: my tron pants have a zipper pocked in the back of the waistline that is just perfect for keeping my wedding rings in when I am doing work outs that involve pull ups. How nifty is that?