This is getting a little silly.

I’ve not been to the gym since Saturday (Kelly, and something that resembled the Motaba Virus, beat me). I’ve spent the last week basically feeling like Renee Russo in her dying scene in Outbreak, which was my favorite movie when I was 12.

Great Moments in Movie History: Renee Russo in Outbreak

Oddly enough, despite my memories of Outbreak as a great cinematic event, there are almost no stills from the movie, let alone good stills of Renee Russo or Kevin Spacey dying of Motaba. Oh well.

Note: I decided I resembled Renee Russo this last week, and not Kevin Spacey, because Renee Russo and I have similar hair. And Kevin Spacey is male.

Great Moments in Movie History: Renee Russo's Hair

Last night, I went by the wonderful, large, store-front windows of Crossfit Nyack and felt a little like Charlie as he watches everyone’s favorite scene in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. In case you’re not following my pretty obvious metaphor, all the wonderful folks I usually work out with are the kids, and I’ll let Matt and Pete (Coaches!) be a team of Aubrey Woodseseese…erm, Woodses(?), pouring fun sticks and 30lb bars and kettlebells out, for free, to all the good little Nyack crossfitters.

 It’s minute 2:24 of this video. In case you’re still missing the metaphor.
(this was all an excuse to indulge myself in searching for Willy Wonka-related internet things. I love Roald Dahl. So much.)

No worries though! All of this writing is for a reason! And that reason is namely that I woke up this morning, worshipped at the throne of nasal irrigation (ew? Did I just write that?) and decided I was ready for class tonight.

Ready, set, go…

Edit 8:22PM: It was a 1.5 WOD day at Crossfit Nyack today. I finished both WODs, felt awesome and had fun. I look forward to waking up tomorrow sore. Goddamn, I didn’t even realize I missed that feeling til it was gone.