Doing Crossfit w/ a Hangover.
Last night I went all for "business dinner" with my agents and they announced some exciting news. So we ordered another round of beers to celebrate. It was a nice night, we were eating seated on the pub's outdoor patio, so after that round, why not get one more round? It's rare that we hang out socially and good company on a beautiful summer night in London is a thing in itself to celebrate so why not, just ONE more round?
I woke up this morning at 7am hanging so figgin' hard. You know those days when you wake up and you think to yourself, "Do I really need to work out? After all, a person burns calories just breathing and that seems tasking enough at the moment." I was having that morning. I got my butt out of bed and hauled myself to the 8am Blackfriars Crossfit class. Yes, I could have just stayed in bed and taken a later class, but I had already signed up online, and Ellie was leading the session. Most my coaches are men and I like taking from a woman when I can. Then I can delve into such subjects as, "If I have to keep the bar close to my body, what do a do about my boobs that seem to get in the way?"
Immediately, when I walked into The Box I announced my hangover and professed that this would be the most awful session ever. We started with an EMON (Every Minute On the Minute) of Cleans which is my favorite lift. Then moved to the WOD (Workout Of the Day) I had 15 minutes to run 800 meters, complete 50 thrusters, and 30 pull ups. Full disclosure; I can't do pull-ups yet so I do a bastardized version of them till the day I can do and actual pull-up. At the end, I was sweating, panting, but I was fine. I didn't die...any more than I usually do. Honestly, maybe I would have performed better sans hangover but it felt like I was exerting the same amount of energy as I normally do.
If I hadn't been on this Challenge I would have definitely cancelled coming to class completely today. I was dreading it on the train ride down to Crossfit Blackfiars. But once I showed up it wasn't that bad. A session is only ever an hour and to be honest I felt loads better afterwards. I wouldn't make Crossfiting with hangovers a habit, but at least now I know it's not as bad as I built it up in my head to be. You just got to show up and do the work. That's what my dad always used to say to me when I would stress out about a task, "90% of life is just showing up."