This weekend. Guys. Amazing. That’s all I’m going to say.
Friday night was a lazy one. I pretty much just vegged around, unpacked, watched a little TV and read. I had spent the past week with a cold, so I had wanted to get to bed early to rest up for Saturday’s CrossFit workout, 14.2, which is part of the Open. I didn’t get much sleep, because, hey, who can sleep when they don’t feel good?!
I was up way too early, but still managed to get to the CrossFit box late for the first workout heat. Mullets are appropriate workout attire.
The WOD was a ladder workout:
2 rds in minutes 1:00-3:00:
- 10 overhead squats — I scaled and used 45# (lbs)
- 10 chest-to-bar pull-ups — I scaled and used bands
**40 reps completed
If you finish before the 3 minute mark, you use the remainder of the time to rest.
2 rds in minutes 3:00-6:00:
- 12 overhead squats
- 12 chest-to-bar pull-ups
**37 reps completed
When you don’t finish your reps in the 3 minutes, your workout is done. You essentially keep going until the 18 minute mark, which would be 320 reps total.
After everyone completed the WOD, a handful of us just morphed into the floor and had story time while we sort of worked on mobility. From the lack of sleep all week, I finally hit my “wall,” and just became so exhausted that I was just “there.”
I had to quickly head home and get ready, because I had a girl’s afternoon with 2 of my best friends, Jenny and Lisha. Lisha and I have birthdays 2 days apart (mine Wednesday and hers on Friday), so we wanted to celebrate a bit.
We ended up going to Margarita’s for some food and talk. I wasn’t hungry since I had a late breakfast, so I just talked.
Both girls were stuffed, but when Jenny said she needed something sweet, I told her to get fro-yo on her way home. That turned into both girls wanting it, so I was dragged to the mall to join them. We passed a candy store, and HAD to wander in there. Pucker Powder to the face.
If I could marry food, it would be these items right here.
I got a bowl of fruit. $3.22 what a joke! My heart cried while I ate this instead of fro-yo.
By the time I got home, I had just enough time to try on 10 different pairs of jeans, before putting my original jeans back on, changing tops, and heading out the door again for our CrossFit team dinner at Masa, a Japanese restaurant, where we dominated a table with about 18 of us. This poor couple had to join us, I felt so bad. You can see the girl in the below picture, far right. She must think we are nut jobs. We are.
They found out it’s almost my birthday and made me do a 2nd round of Sake. There were FOUR bottles to my face. My friends said there were four, but I only see three in this picture. They must have been drunk. This was after tequila on the rocks. I wanted to die.
Alan ate my birthday ice cream.
The after party brought us to a bar to play pool. At this point, my head was spinning and I debated if I should throw up in the bathroom, the bar, or the pool table. I chose to eat french fries that a few of us ordered, because Alan confirmed the fact that Jesus would forgive me for breaking Lent so that I wouldn’t vom. That, with a glass of water, and I was feeling like a champ again.
A mysterious substance ended up on Alan’s shoes, which means he went barefoot in the pool hall. He is also the one who wore a mullet earlier in the morning, so I really don’t know. He had 2 scorpion bowls and about an entire bottle of Sake shots, so there’s that too.
I woke up feeling like I had spent the night in hell, and based on everyone’s comments on several Facebook threads, the team felt the same way. The only thing I would have done differently is definitely not the drink, but these are my people, they bring happiness into my life, and I just simply I love them. It’s one big team romance.
Eventually, I headed to the gym and jogged 2 miles and walked close to 1 mile before I got insanely bored and headed out to grab groceries.
And the rest of the day was spent cooking, starting The Walking Dead, and having a Google Hangout with some awesome ladies for bachelorette planning.
Does Sake shots ever make you sick?
I wouldn’t have died if it weren’t for the Sake, but when it mixed with my drink, all hell broke loose.
What was the highlight of your weekend?
My friends, all of them. 🙂