I'm doing it. Making the big move to CrossFit. I joined a CF gym last night and went through my first introductory session.
...written last week. I've been through a few CrossFit sessions now. It's good. Difficult. I don't think I've ever been so sore. They had me do lunges with a bar over head, up and down the street outside the gym one day. And between each lunging set of death I had to do something called a half-moon: grabbing a medicine ball from your side on the ground and placing it overhead on the other side of your body, repeat. Everything is timed, the workouts are in a group setting, with a lead training shouting out encouragement. I dig it. I'm losing interest in triathlon - in the time required to accomplish an Ironman anyway. I'm thinking that Wisconsin may not happen this year. It's almost July and I haven't been running. Or cycling really much. Sometimes the best laid plans just sort of fall apart in ruins before your very eyes. Life is complicated beyond the scope of this blog to put things lightly. So - on to other interest. I want to become good at CrossFit. Ironman is not done forever - I just kind of killed this season of training.
I picked up my bike today in Indy. It made it to San Fran and back safe and sound. Now that I've slammed triathlon I should point out that I'm doing the Muncie half-ironman in a few weeks. With little training. I'm not expected anything special at that race. It's a great course though - Muncie, IN is flat. Flat in many ways.
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