Boss: "How was your Thanksgiving dinner?"
Me: "Awesome. I potatobated like crazy"
Me: ".....This just got awkward didn't it?
Boss: "Uhhh Yes."
Anywho ~ I took the last five days off from the box. I have decided to do that every 3 months or so. At my very advanced age of forty-two I need some extra recovery time every once and awhile to heal the aches and pains. My left shoulder had been bugging me so I figured Thanksgiving week was an ideal time to do that. I was right. I woke up this morning feeling awesome without a single ache, pain, or even a hint of soreness. Then I got to the box and here was the WOD...
21-15-9 reps for time of:
Time - 7:55
Motherf*cker! What a way to "ease" my way back into the box. This was a PR for me by 1:41 but I still hated every second of it. I now understand what my ex-wife meant by "worst eight minutes of my life". By the time this thing was over I was so dizzy I could barely stand, my lungs were burning, and I had a terrible cough. No wonder everyone thinks "Fran" is such a whore. From the symptoms I'm pretty sure she gave me the clap....