‘Twas the Night Before CrossFit . . .
. . . when all through the Box
Not a creature was stirring, not even a fox;
The bumpers were hung by the rack stands with care,
In hopes that Coach Glassman soon would be there;
The members were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar plums beef jerky danced in their heads;
And Fran in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter’s nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear but . . .
150 BURPEES. FOR TIME.
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These are from completely prone to jumping and touching an object eight inches above maximum reach.
Holiday Linkfest:
“My father’s cardiologist needs to have his face forcibly rearranged.”
Strength training over Christmas and New Year’s
GHR progressions
Calling bullsh*t on those calorie-counters on cardio equipment
Calling bullsh*t on chocolate as a health food
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