Tonight as I am wincing in total hardcore Rossfit agony, I will be thinking about that chance meeting with the person I could have been, and being way more buff!
Because I know you care, this is what my Chop’t salad looked like. It was probably about 1,000 calories even with the small amount of light dressing that was put on it. In case you were wondering, I paid about $10 for it, which means that I paid approximately $1 per 100 calories.
That’s a pretty good deal. If I could find a way to bottle calories, I could probably make a lot of money.
I saw this picture on another Crossfit blog and I thought that it was pretty intense. For some reason, my gym doesn’t allow us to put massive chains around our neck and then take pictures. Unfortunately, this one is not in black and white.
In case you were wondering, I had a Chop’t salad today, no froyo.
Today hurt… (Taken with Instagram)
Remember that thing about not posting black and white pictures of super cut men and women with super intense faces? Yeah… I lied.
This picture was courtesy of a co-worker who showed me the light. No, but seriously, the internet is so amazing. There are pictures of Arnold Schwarzenegger all over the place and they are vunderbar.
The power and possibilities of power and possibilities.
What I want right now, is froyo… unfortunately, there are 75 timed burpees with my name them waiting for me at 6pm, and I am not interested in Rosspuking all over myself.
Don’t know what a burpee is? Well, let me Google that for you!
Hi, I am Ross. I am starting this blog to chronicle my ferocious journey of fitness. I hope that you’ll follow me along my pilgrimage. The road will be paved with sweat, intensity, rusted metal, that chalky stuff, and other bodily fluids.
As you might have imagined, Rossfit is a pun based on the addition of my name (Ross) to the word Crossfit. If you didn’t understand that before, now you do. To make this crystal clear, I will provide a definition because I will never… NEVER… explain it again on this blog.
Rossfit - a noun used to describe someone named Ross who participates in Crossfit
I decided to start participating in Crossfit because I wanted to get back in shape, and I am lazy, which means I needed to pay someone to kick my ass for me. I think it makes sense because I am - after all - an American.
This will not be one of those super intense Crossfit blogs where I tell you what I ate, and take pictures of my belly to prove to you that it’s getting smaller. This is also not one of those blogs where I say super intense things about the super intense workouts they make me do. I will not be taking black and white pictures of buff dudes with sweat dripping down their protruding foreheads, nor will I be taking pictures of empty containers of MUSCLE MILK.
This blog is a way for me to complain about things like how badly my knees hurt, how tight my hammies are right now, and the ways that the Indian buffet I ate for lunch will impact my workout. That way, I don’t have to complain to my girlfriend when I get home and we can talk about normal things like the massages we’re getting this weekend.
I will also be posting super intense quotes from super intense dudes and women about things like Oak trees standing in the forest, abstractions of abstractions, and suffering. We’ll see how that one goes…
But seriously, I am not quite sure what this will become. All I know is that I want it to be funny, entertaining, and follow Summer of Fitness 2012 (#SOF2012)
Below is a picture of some butter chicken… I ate a portion of this at lunch today… it’s going to be a tough workout.