Filthy Fifty is F*@#ing Fantastic!!!

Saturday WODs at CFGR are historically partner workouts.  We have fun, we work out with our friends and we start our weekend with a little bit of teamwork.  Today we were on our own...with this:

Meet the Filthy Fifty, the benchmark of all benchmarks

We've done the Filthy Fifty once before this past summer.  That time, Sam took out the kettlebell swings and there were modifications for many people.  Today, everyone at the box attacked Filthy Fifty with the determination seen only in champions.  I think every single person did it Rx and most were at or near their previous time even with the added kb swings and without the modifications.  As much as it pains me to admit, there is only one reason for this...and that's our coach.  The gains that my team makes every week amazes me.  The gains I make amaze me.  I'm not sure if Sam is putting something in the ventilation system or spiking the water but goddamn we're good and getting better every single day.

Thanks for forcing these benchmarks on us, Sam.  While we may be saying "fuck" in the middle of those burpees, it always ends with a "fuck yeah" as we lay facedown on the floor, sweat pouring down, lungs heaving.

So...how did you start your weekend??

Know Your Role

In CrossFit, as in life, there are the elite.  The summa cum laude and the CEO.  The twenty-something brain child of a multi-billion dollar company.  The gold medalist.  The heartbreakingly beautiful. The breathtakingly talented. The unfathomably intelligent.  The strongest person in your gym and the Fittest Man on Earth.

It's been awhile since I've posted a picture of Rich.  Hellooooooo ::wink::

We all have roles to play, slots to fill.  As Sam pointed out in his guest post, there is always going to be someone stronger, smarter, faster and better looking than you. 

For me, I know that I will never be the strongest girl in the gym.  I don't have genius-like intelligence.  Frankly, I can do some pretty stupid things at times.  I have no special talent and I'm definitely not heartbreakingly beautiful.  I'm just me.  You're just you.  We're just us.  And that's ok.  The point is to know your role, but keep striving to change it.  Be better or die trying.  Never become complacent but always accept who you are in every, single moment. 

Be you...someone out there appreciates it.