We did something similar to the Crossfit benchmark workout “Fran” today, but instead of using a 95lb barbell I used two 40lb dumbells. (It’s easier for the trainer to use dumbbells in large classes.) It truly sucked and once again I proved my abilities by coming in Dead F*cking Last. I wish I could say I was impaired by drinking all weekend, or from the dust in my dad’s room, or staying up too late doing my laundry, or even just stressing out about all the crap my dad had packed into his desk. But I think Fran always just kicks my ass. The front squats didn’t help, either. I ran up the stairs after the workout and my legs almost gave out.

I came home early to continue clearing out my dad’s room and after an hour-and-a-half I realized I had to take a day off from work to finish. Not only is Jason the Contractor waiting on me to clear out the room, but it’s been two years since my dad died and the room still hasn’t been completely cleared out. At this point I’m getting crazy and am just shoving things into boxes to get them the hell out of his room, but really, we need to sort through all the stuff. Eventually. After I clear out the room and get the carpet replaced, that is.