Saturday, we showed up for the Halloween WOD at CFO just to watch. Because 1) I'm too lazy and uninterested to find a costume (required to do the WOD), and 2) I don't have any interest in doing Cindy. Ever. 20 minutes of bodyweight hell.
I could also add a very legitimate 3) My legs were destroyed from this week. That stupid metcon on Thursday pushed me a bit over the edge, I think. My hip flexors were super tight and every time I sat down for more than 30 seconds, I had a hard time walking again.
After a delicious, yet depressing breakfast at Farmhouse (delicious because my omelette had 3 kinds of pork. depressing because everyone around me was literally speeding toward their inevitably untimely deaths with plate after plate of insulin resistance. Rule #1 for living past 40: soda is not a breakfast drink.), we headed to UNO for some Ultimate Frisbee. Maybe not the best idea with my legs the way they were, but it felt good to move around. They didn't feel bad while I was moving, but every time I stopped, they were talking to me.
Add some post-game lunch and adult beverages followed by an evening of football and ribs, and we had ourselves a nice little Saturday. A little ice cream hangover this morning, but otherwise feeling pretty damn good. Now I just have to find the motivation to plan some food for the week, go grocery shopping, and otherwise be at least minimally productive. Meh.
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