A couple months in to starting CrossFit, my gym did an in-house version of the Open (which they do every fall). We did workouts that counted towards the competition on a weekly basis for a handful of weeks. My only goal for those weeks was to not be last on the final rankings. I actually figured I would be last since I had just started, but I figured shooting for “not last” was a good goal. When the final rankings came out, I was second to the last and I was ecstatic. Following that Open, the gym had a one-day competition to mirror the “Regionals” level for the top athletes from the Open. I knew there was no way I would get to compete in that unless a ton of people wouldn’t be able to make it that day, but I was just excited I would get to cheer for Adam, so I was happy. But then I got an e-mail. Four months in to CrossFit. *Gulp* I was terrified, but I figured it would be fun. So Adam and I both signed up to comp...
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