nothing special

WarmUp:
400m Run
250m Row
25 Dbl Unders
25 Situps
25 Pushups

MOD: OHS
Skill Work
Mobility

WOD: 3 rounds
4m of work per round: 1 m @ Each Movement
Power Clean (95/65)
Pullups
OHS (95/65)
Wallballs (20/16)
***1 Min of Rest After Each 4 Mins of Work. Total Reps from Highest 4 min Round is what Counts.
Rx'd: first two rounds = 52, last round = 45. score = 45

i think i'm going to start taking pics of the morning WODs, although i already make calendar appointments every day i CrossFit to track my progress...thought this might be a good idea to actually see the numbers and how i stack up each day. today, not so well. hot Kim beat me, but that's not abnormal by any means...she is an animal. actually Lynda beat me too...ah well, can't win 'em all i guess ;)

talked to el hubbo last night and i was pretty bratty and i am not proud of it. sometimes i fall into the trap and i become one of those wives...you know the overbearing and demanding kind. luckily, i'm just wanting him to call more than once every 8 days - i'd be happy with every or 5 days...8 is just too damn long and i let him know and he wasn't too happy about it and proceeded to defend his actions, which he shouldn't have to. i know he's working, but alas, that's how it happened. i wrote him an apology email this morning, but i know him and he is less apt to want to call now that i've shown him my irritation and projected that irritation on him as being a not-so-good-at-this-being-gone-thing-who-forgets-he-has-a-wife-who-misses-the-shit-out-of-him sort of husband. hopefully the email will help him see i was just frustrated and that i love him. well, he knows i love him, guess that's never in question, but still...always good to say it just in case.

i. am. starving. i think i've already said it but my goal is to give up alcohol for 3 months...2 weeks down, a whole hell of a lot more to go, but the biggest thing i've noticed is that i am so dern hungry. like more hungry than normal, but i am also already starting to lean out a bit and i haven't even begun to really try yet (AKA my coach still hasn't sent me my meal plan. i don't think she wants to...i think she actually wants me to be fat - bahahahaha! i kid, i kid, but really,  not much will happen without that magic so i'll just be over here, patiently waiting and doing muh thang until then...and try to not eat a barn in the process). but really, why is is that your stomach tries to sabotage your goals at just the thought of losing weight, even if you haven't even started restricting any calories yet...it's like it knows and is plotting a scheme against your good intentions to live more fully in what God views as health and well being...oh stomach, go on and settle down, i don't need you piping up every moment you get, i've got work to do here!

other than that, i got nothing...oh! other than i do NOT like liver. i cooked it again last night, but this time i used a recipe because my last ad hoc attempt failed miserably, and i have to say as did this one. thank God i was the only one eating it, but. it. was. not. good. its like got this underlying taste of a men's gym locker-esq odor. IDK, i just couldn't get past it enough to actually enjoy any of it, but i sure did want to and i sure did try. eh, probably won't be attempting it again. disgusting once, shame on the chicken, disgusting twice, shame on me...isn't that something like how it goes?! hahaha XOXO