I got hit in the face with a head cold on Thursday and I've been dragging ever since.
I got myself into the box for open gym at the tail end of Sunday and had Sam run me through a WOD. I asked for something not too difficult and sans running (since bouncing around makes my sloshy head even sloshier). He gave me the following:
7 rounds:
7 slam ball
7 KB swings 35#
7 calorie row sprint.
He talked me into the 25lb slam ball. I shouldn't have agreed. Mid-slam on round 2 I dropped the ball on my head. Hard. My arms just gave out.
Sigh.
So I dropped down to the 20lb ball and finished the workout in just over 11 minutes.
It sucked. Although kudos to Sam for refraining from laughing. I don't think I would've been able to hold back the schadenfreude had the tables been turned.
I probably should've rested another day, but I was afraid of staying away too long and losing my momentum.
Yargh.
Here's to hoping tonight is better.
Exes and Ohs.
It was easy to not laugh. I have a finely honed sense of self preservation.
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