I'm just pointing this out because I am a trained to notice things and know the difference between facts and observation and speculation.
That said, here are the facts from Tuesday's workout:
#1. Lori, Derek and I get to the gym for the 5 p.m. workout and see Kalaheo's truck parked across the street.
#2. During the entire time Kalaheo does not appear during the 5 p.m. workout.
Now, some observations:
#1. I was crossing the street heading to my truck when I see Kalaheo jump out of a parked car about five stalls away from me. He has no shirt on, just surf shorts and he looks somewhat guilty. He says howzit and hurries to his truck.
#2. In the car from which he came from were two girls, one of them has a towel wrapped around her and maybe a bathing suit. It looks like they came from the beach.
Finally, I shall speculate:
#1. HAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA . . . oh man, too funny.
Okay seriously, I don't know what happened but you can read for yourself what I saw. That and Uncle Rod has some advice for our studly high school aged Crossfit member.
You must learn to adopt the "these aren't the droids you are looking for" attitude in situations like those. See, even if you and the girls were just "talking" in the car it looks bad because of that face you gave me. It said, "Please don't look at me even though I am walking out of a car with no shirt and there were two girls in there with me in towels." No no no no no. Wrong.
You gotta walk out with a little strut and act like nothing happened. Maybe throw in a yawn like you're bored. A yawn is always good. Either that or get on your cell phone and start saying, "wassup" even though no one is on the other line. I can't tell you how much trouble I could have avoided if cell phones had been around when I was in high school. My mom would have been like, "Rod did you . . ." and I would have gotten that imaginary vibration and said, "Hold on, mom, let me take this . . . "
So lest I besmudge Kalaheo's sterling reputation I shall reiterate and clarify: I saw him come out of a car with two girls after skipping the 5 p.m. workout. There, that's it.
I'm sure all shall be revealed and I can't wait to hear it. Moving on . . . .
This is a fitness blog after all and I did kick some ass in today's workout so let's get started. First we warmed up by doing as many double-unders as we could in 5 minutes. Brad did more than 200, Lori did more than 100, Derek still has that shoulder problem so he doesn't count. Me, I did 31. As you can tell that's not the part I kicked ass in.
It was the second part, which was ingenious in its evil design. We had to do five rounds of 3 L pull-ups, 5 push jerks and 9 box jumps. Then you rest two minutes and REPEAT the damn five rounds over again.
Like I said, evil. And I was sure I'd suck wind after reading this workout last night. Why? Beceause if any of you rip your pectoral like I did, one of the first things you will lose is the ability to do L pull-ups. It's the way you have to pull yourself up, it relies a lot upon that chest/shoulder muscle area which is the EXACT area that you end up tearing. It sucks.
But lo and behold, it's B. Kikuchi that saves the day. He tells us we can turn our grip around and make it more of a bicep pullup. I haven't tried those in a while and when I did my biceps said, "Oh yeah." See, you don't do a lot of curls in Crossfit. It's not a necessary thing, more for bodybuilding. So my biceps have been resting for a long time, and yesterday they were ready for some action.
Anyway the clock starts and my L pullups are banging. Three is easy. Then I did the 35 lbs dumbells for the push jerks and that was easy too. So by the time I get to the box jumps I'm cruising. Which is a good thing because I hate box jumps.
Fast forward to the end of the first round and I finish first. Against Brad. I was stoked because Brad is a little machine. Then the second round Brad and I finish at the same time. I was blown out but it was cool. First is nice.
So yes, it was a good day today. And if Kalaheo is reading this I'm sorry for busting you man, but that was too funny to pass up.
Aloha gang,
Rod
