For time:
1 Mile run
20 Burpees
800 Meter run
30 Burpees
400 Meter run
50 Burpees
On a positive note, I loved running this morning. That's not to say I was fast or anything. But, my breathing was great, I didn't get any calf cramps. (Think I'm finally getting accustomed to these barefoot running shoes). No hip pain, no ankle pain, etc. So, running was actually a pleasant part of the morning.
Burpees on the other hand were undoubtedly invented by Satan himself. And 100 of them? Really? 100 burpees on a Monday morning? Yeah, definitely some evil stuff going on here.
Burpees take me forever, even when I feel like I'm really "powering through" them. OK, anyone that goes to CFJ and just read that "powering through" part is probably cracking up right now. We all know I don't power through burpees. I struggle through each and every one of them. I am the bad example for now not to do proper burpees. When Breck does that demo of how not to do burpees, I'm pretty sure he's referring to me and my pathetic excuse for burpees.
I always have good intentions. I start out doing them exactly right and by about 80 or so I'm dragging myself up from the floor, no where near a squat position, and my feet do leave the floor on the jump, but probably just about enough to slide a very thin sheet of paper under them.
Yeah. Burpees are evil. Perfect for a Monday.
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