"Things not Tolerated at the Box"
"How to Get the Stink-eye from Dan"
"How to Look Like a Total Novice in 3 Easy Steps"
"How to Administer the Evil Eye and Not Flip the Bird"
"Kick 'em When They're Down..."
"How to Torture a Stay at Home Mom"
I don't need to go into all the embarrassing details of why these are potential titles, but suffice it to say, I've earned all of them.
Today's WOD was "easy"--What that means is I didn't have to learn a new movement, but I will say that the skill coaching on double-unders was very helpful (thanks, Nick!) and added a few more to my bag. I still need to do singles in a WOD, but I will keep practicing and eventually will be doing doubles with the best of them.
40 double-unders (or 120 singles)
THEN...(this is where I had to administer the evil eye) I had barely caught my breath (meanwhile the buff-bods had been done for like, hours and they were fresh and ready for another three wods) and Nick says "Grab a medicine ball..." Uh-oh. That meant ab work.
Remember the torture of passing the ball down the line in a v-hold? Well, it wasn't that, but it was like it in torture-value. It was more like a TABATA--we did 45 seconds of something, then 15 seconds of moving the ball back and forth, touching the floor each time, and then resting for about