I know you already know what's coming, but humor me. I didn't just jump right on the bandwagon without getting some details. I asked if I they had to be done consecutively and whether I could bank them, and if they were in a WOD, did they count.
Then, I committed.
I even talked a few friends into doing them with me, and in order to keep everyone accountable, I created a facebook group from which I email daily reminders to my burpee peeps. Although, as most resolutions do, after a few weeks - most of the members of our group... quit doing burpees.
Except of course, yours truly and my friend, Joey. Because Joey is just about as twisted as I am when it comes to a challenge.
And by challenge, I mean challenge. In case you haven't already, let's do the math, shall we?
Day one = one burpee
Day two = two burpees
By day fifty, we had done cumulatively, 1275 burpees
By day seventy-one, 2525
Today is day eighty-nine and after today, with ten days left, there are still 1045 burpees yet to do.
My friends, believe me when I say... that is a shit ton of burpees.
Many people have asked why I am still torturing myself. Even my coach at CF480 thinks the challenge is ridiculous. Perhaps it is. The only thing I can say for myself is that once I commit to something, I rarely quit.
Which can actually be both a good and a bad thing. Although in a time when quitting is fairly commonplace, perhaps that's enough for now. And if nothing else, I am really, really good at burpees now. Like, really good. And I guess that is something, too.
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