Really? Double-Unders...

As I clicked on the games page when I woke up the next morning (because I gave up on HQ's massive server failure after the elevnty-billionth refresh) I had one thought...Fuck. Double-unders (I guess that's two thoughts but, you know what I mean). It could have been anything else and I would have been ok with it. I mean I was all pumped up for this massive sports extravaganza to start.

I began to have visions of impending doom and started to feel deflated...or more like the agony of defeat guy - I mean do you even know his name? NO! Why...? Because. he. sucked.

So I did what I always do and said screw it, I'll do it anyway and then I might as well drink a beer afterwards. And then decided I'd do it again on Sunday.

CrossFit Games Open 11.1

4.567 rounds Rx'd (that's 212 reps for those of you that count)

crash sends...

Obama's trainer doesn't like it!