I got to play with the rings today. I remember the rings from the playground at school, they were always fun to swing away and laugh like the monkey bars, only mobile. I thought, hey, how bad could this workout possibly be? It has RINGS in it for pitys sake. I didn't have my usual pre-crossfit combat anxiety going on or anything before this workout. Next time they bring the rings out, however, I will probably cower away and pee down my leg. Okay, maybe not that bad, but I definitely dont remember the rings being instruments of exquisite torture. It started with "ring" push ups. The innocent looking rings dangled mere inches from the soft grass, nothing scary there. That is until you try to stabilize the rings and your arms and do some push ups. The first few attempts were ugly, but I got the painful hang of it. (ha ha, get it, I said "hang" of it!) Then I got to practice ring dips. Now, I have to tell you I hate dips. I suck really hardcore at regular dips anyway, my flabby bat-wings dont like to cooperate. The rings were so happy looking dangling there about to shoulder height, so I gave it a shot. I maybe got one half way sort of dip before flopping back to the ground. I practiced a few more times trying to stabilize it. My arms were shaking worse than when a new born giraffe wobbles trying to walk for the first time. All that practice and I didnt even attempt a "muscle up". I cant even explain what kind of athlete you must be to be able to do this exercise, seriously. You should look it up on youtube. Very impressive. Now the workout of the day (at my own foolish request of "no foot work") was 21-15-9 reps of ring push ups, sit ups, and ring dips. After the 21 ring push ups and literally falling on the grass face first a few times, the 21 sit ups seemed like a rest. The dips were a serious joke. I tried to dip away, but alas, I could only seem to dangle precariously with my arms straight out and trembling. The last round of nine had to be practically comedic when I was attempting the dips and was pretty much jumping and flailing in the air. I am beginning to think its not a good workout unless you look like a total fool at some point.

My arms are so weak feeling and odd now, its hard to type....and there was no way I could braid my locks. Crossfit is the invention of the devil. Of course it may be easier if I was more consistent and didnt binge eat for a few weeks because I felt sorry for myself. Sigh, now I must work harder to carry around the extra flab until it finally goes away.

Blargh on my human weakness!!!! Now I read on Cranky Fitness diet soda is the devil too!!!!