I did something this morning that would have befuddled me from a year or two ago. I participated in a Crossfit competition. This was Celebration Crossfit’s Thanksgiving Throwdown – my partner, Winston, and I squared off against five other teams, and we had zero shot of winning anything. We were there for the workout and the fun.
And it was fun. I particularly enjoyed the farmer’s carry – that’s one of my favorites. We finished tied for last place. Our team, Hurricane Bernabe, did not embarrass itself. And I got a Saturday workout and a t-shirt out of the deal. Good times!
A quick step back – imagine, six months ago, the idea of me joining, and being at least somewhat competitive in, a Crossfit Competition. Yeah – we’ve come a long way, baby. The other great thing about these pictures – as good as I feel and as proud as I am, I’m still the fat guy here. They, correctly, show me that I’ve come a long way, but that I can’t get comfortable because I have a long way to go. Here’s to the next 50 pounds.