Workout: Crossfit (1 hour and 16 painful minutes)
Tonight’s workout looked like this:
- 1 mile run “as fast as you can.” Translation = 9:00 pace
- 100 jumping pull-ups
- 200 push-ups (chest to ground)
- 300 low squats
- 1 mile run “as fast as you can” Translation = 13:00 pace
After our first mile run, the hubs and I did our jumping pull-ups. We started with a consecutive 25. As they got harder, we alternated and did 10 each until we reached 100.
The push-ups were the hardest and took the most time. After an initial 20 or so, I had to take the push-ups 5 at a time to get through them. Hubs did his manly style and I did mine with my knees on a cushion. The cushion is harder than just having your knees on the floor because it forces your chest to meet the ground first instead of your hips, so more effort is exerted from your chest.
Though still challenging, the squats were the easiest part for me. What’s not easy? Running a mile after doing 300 of them. Running felt super weird afterwards for at least half a mile. Just as I was picking up some speed and feeling better, the mile was done. Buuuut I was ok with that because I was seriously pooped.
As I look into my crystal ball, I see a prediction:
I was planning on posting about running gear tonight, but I’d rather put some more thought into it first. I am incapable of thought after that workout. 🙂
Now I’m going to give the DVR a little love. I am so backed up on shows because “life” is getting in the way. So rude.
What are you watching tonight?
MURPH!!!!! you did murph! hollah! good job!!!
THAT’S what it’s called! I wasn’t sure how to spell it. 🙂
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Lol, love your prediction! Good luck with that! 🙂
I am watching.. nothing. Nothing’s on tonight. Tomorrow’s Grey’s tho!
COUGAR TOWN!
That workout does not sound fun. I’m a wuss though.
Cross fit looks brutal!! You. are. fierce (said like Tyra Banks). And since we’re talking about T-Banks, I’m totally addicted to ANTM at 28 and I’m only slightly ashamed to admit it. And I’m totally addicted to Modern Family and not ashamed in the slightest to admit that 🙂
worth itttttt. can’t wait to hear about the sore ass.
Whoa. I don’t know if I would be able to walk let alone run after 300 squats!!! Amazing job!!!
I was hoping that this post was going to contain more of what the title promised…..I call false advertisement!
GAH! Hate when life gets in the way of my DVR watching. I watched Gossip Girl last night. What? People in their 30s can totally watch that stuff!
Giving you so much credit for your workout. After all those squats, my guess is you’re going to have some trouble sitting down today. You know, in that “Oh my God I just wanted to go to the bathroom, but if it hurts this much I might just hold it” kind of way. 🙂
I know, right? Those handcapped bars in bathrooms aren’t just for the handicapped anymore.
I’m SO glad this post was about being pooped from working out and not about your bathroom habits… not that your avid readers aren’t aware of some of your bathroom habits already. lol
Once again you have left me feeling lazy and worn out just from reading about your workout. But GO YOU! 🙂
I hear such great things about Crossfit, but it scares the heck outta me! How long have you been doing it? I’m just not sure I could handle it. I hope you’re able to walk ok today 😉
Last night was Modern Family night! And it was hilarious. I love that show.
I’ve been doing it regularly for a couple months, but I tried it out twice before that. I love it! But I love workouts that make me feel like I’m dying because I really know I put in the effort I wanted to. You could totally do Crossfit! Even if you couldn’t get through the whole workout at first, you gain strength fast. 🙂
I love Modern Family! The writing is brilliant on that show.
Wow on the pushups! Congratulations, seriously.
Embarassing but since i havent gotten to the video store yet I watched an episode of dawsons creek! ahaha
Don’t you hate when real life gets in the way of your DVR?
Clearly allowing the RH of New Jersey to kill every one of my brain cells is way more important than that pesky “real life” of mine.