Today SACF was running on a modified schedule on account of the "holiday" (that is, government folks got the day off. Us working stiffs worked). But BCF was open, and Tucker said to come on over (Tucker is a helluva guy). The WOD was Filthy Fifty. I've known about FF for a while.. in fact, I'd go as far as to say I knew about it before I actually started CF because it's one of those benchmark workouts (like Cindy, Fran, Kelly, etc) that you can really measure your performance on, so there are lots of videos on youtube. Because of my, ahem, "modified" spine, I'm just not able to do jumping pullups or knees-to-elbows. And I ain't got double unders.
That being said, I managed the PP, KBS, box jumps, walking lunges, and WBs. With effort. The workout was capped at 36 minutes. I didn't finish the burpees at the cap, so I didn't actually make it to the (single) unders.
But you know, this doesn't bother me. It's a hell of a workout, and before the workout we had an 800m run, which I was able to do – previously, I could do a 400m, but I was not able to run the full 800m.
Not bad for a guy who, eight months ago, was on fentanyl patches, a year ago was unable to walk even eight blocks, and two years ago was effectively hospitalized.
I'm real pleased.
And my callouses are coming back. After getting ebola a couple weeks ago, my skin started softening up and the callouses peeled off. Sort of. Ages ago when I was in karate, the instructor referred to callouses (on our feet) as "comfort zones." He was so right.
The "nutrition challenge" is over. I'll write that up later.