This morning I didn't do the WOD. I just went in and goofed around
with my jump rope and some front and back squats with the weights we'll
be using tomorrow at the "Downtown Duel". I keep alternating between, "Why the Hell did I let Rayus talk me into this?" and "I'm just going to have a good time."
Ultimately I need to stick with "just going to have a good time"
because my partner, Marcy and I are both a good 5-8 years older than
most of our competition (as far as I can tell). Anyway...I'm ready for
it.
In more important news: I'm just eaten up with
vacation-itis. Thirteen days from now I'll be lounging on the beach at
White Bay with a cold beer in my hand. Here's a screen shot from the
webcam there this morning:
I
almost cannot stand the anticipation! I've got a stack of work about
two feet tall, tons of stress to go along with it, and I can barely
focus on my work for thinking about the islands. Oh, how I love that place!
Now, if I could figure out a way to just go live there...
TGIF!!
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