The End

So, in the end, we still lost the Paleo Challenge because of me. We would have tied if I had done that last WOD. And I did do it. Sort of.

This was the WOD I was trying to do last Friday:

“Long Cycle Burpees”
50 rounds for time:

  • 1 squat
  • 1 push-up
  • 1 sit-up
  • 1 Superman
  • 1 tuck jump

Seems simple enough, right?

I got into a tank top and shorts, set the stopwatch and got into it. Except that I had the WOD on my computer screen on top of a table, which I couldn’t see when I was on the floor, and was concentrating on getting the damned sequence right and trying to do decent tuck jumps that I completely forgot to keep count of my reps. By the time I realized it, I was exhausted and running late for the Muay Thai match at the Bangla Stadium.

There was no way I was going to start over.

Or leave.

I ran into the shower, then legged it to the stadium. All the while, letting out a pretty impressive stream of cuss words, if I might say so myself.

Today, I got an e-mail from Jaloy. Yup, you guessed it. We lost by four points. FOUR. POINTS. The four points that I could have made had I finished the WOD.

Jaloy and AA won the last head-to-head, giving us +30 points but all those Paleo bombs (me included) landed us in second place. Four measly points behind whoever it was who won. I hear we got some gift certificates out of it. Hooray.

I’m so glad that’s over.

I had a ham and cheese sandwich and two large Changs while watching the Pacquiao-Marquez fight at the Aussie Bar in Patong last Sunday. And, today, I had some of that wonderful Thai iced coffee (yes, with condensed milk) at Cental World in Bangkok. I’ve also been spending a lot of time in the bathroom but, yes, I’m happy.