Eve

Yesterday we spent Christmas Eve evening at Misuk's house enjoying pizza, beer and Christmas cheer.

Caden's "puppy"

We watched a not-so-family-safe comedy about hit-men with principles: In Bruges. It was a little bloody, but worth it.

Today we will be cooking and then enjoy a Georgian(the country) type feast. We won't be "doing" Christmas until Saturday when Acacia's friend from school will arrive.

Food, Family, Surprises.

Merry Christmas

Snow!!

Snow snow snow in Seattle! It's beautiful. The light was amazing just outside our house today and Acacia, Aimee and I crossed the street to a large empty field(apparently a toxic waste dump, oops) and rolled around in the snow and tooks some cool pictures. It's been freezing lately and the snow doesn't look like it's stopping anytime soon.

Acacia is here for Christmas!

I performed in my first meet on Saturday. It was rather successful, though I still have so much room for improvement. I think I'm off to a good start. Along with the meet this last weekend I attended a small clinic that lasted over a couple of days. A judge by the name of Tammy Biggs ran it and they went over drills drills drills. My hips and ankles are very sore from the numerous leaps and turns. My body is definitely ready for the Holiday Break.

life

A collection of photos taken over the last few weeks of life and such:


Papa's ice climbing in Montana with Doug Chabot while I sat around and drank lattes at CR's:



Caden, hanging around

My pretty convincing(fake) "iron cross"


CrossFit LiS in the Park
Training with Papa 6 AM.

Cool accidental gourmet latte heart.



Our neighbor's house caught on fire when some punks were going up our alley and lighting recycling bins on fire at 2 am.



CrossFit sent us a Christmas card.

I had my first intersquad last Friday. I'm pretty satisfied with this good start to the season:
Vault: 9.05
Bars: 9.00(with a fall)
Beam: 8.1
Floor: 9.2

Minus the beam performance it was a solid meet. My first sanctioned meet is on Dec. 20.

That time of year...

... when every attention is turned toward the joy of the Holidays, giving love peace and thanks to those who support you and grace you with their presence. It is that time of year when you are reminded that every day is a day to give thanks.

And I'm loving it.

I'm hanging out in Bozeman, MT with Papa who is out in the mountains hiking up to the base of an ice route he will be conquering tomorrow. Meanwhile I'm at Chris Robinson's house reading resting singing writing blogging. We're here to get away from the crazy hectic buzz of Seattle stress and schedule. It's peaceful here, the people are nice and the espresso isn't bad. We spent Thanksgiving with Chris and a wonderful family he knows. I managed not to over-eat, fortunately, which saved me from really puking Friday morning when we hit CrossFit 4800 for a workout. I still almost puked, but you know, it's not everyday I do an after-breakfast WOD at 5000 ft elevation. I'll just say I'm honored at the opportunity.

Today I went back for a Oly-lifting workout to loosen up. I hovered around 80-95% in the lifts and chatted with trainer Tyson Bradley. Good people, good times. When I got to the point where my sore legs would function properly, it was a solid workout. After that I walked a few blocks to The Daily Coffee Bar for a latte and did some Physics. Now I'm back on CR's futon enjoying the warmth of his little cabin. MMMM... it's so good to be away from everything. I cherish this independence and relaxation.

I would have taken a lot of pictures by now if we hadn't brought two sets of dead batteries.

No longer forward nor behind
I look in hope or fear;
But, grateful, take the good I find
The best of now and here.
-John Greenleaf Whittier.

Spondyolisis

You can google it for more information, but basically I have little fracture in one of my spinal links that is causing lower back discomfort. I won't go into all of the anatomy because I could go on and on.

The point is I have it, and it hurts. I'm glad though, because I'm learning. When I went in for the x-rays the doctor diagnosed it and said "So don't be going and doing a lot of heavy powerlifting because that is bad for the spine." Hah! I went back to Neno's and he told me how to manage it saying "I was diagnosed with spondy when I was younger also and after I got chiropractic care I went and did some heavy squats and deadlifts. As I lifted more and more weight the pain gradually went away. So you should do a lot of heavy lifting and core strengthening." Neno knows what he's talking about.

I did max deadlifts today and then went to gym almost pain free. As the night went on though, it got sore, but I did all my tumbling that had previously been hurting me. I can just laugh at those stupid doctors.

Well, before I was diagnosed, I didn't know what was wrong with me and I was a little "down in the dumps." I'm better now, because I know what's up, and I know how to manage it. Today I was thinking about how I have good days when I'm excited about the day and I have bad days when I dread something. I know it's natural, but it bothers me. I've learned from my experience as an athlete that working hard even when your tired is ideal for becoming stronger. When you perform you will "rise to the lowest level of your training," so if the low side of your training is still high, you will perform well. Does that make sense? I've been going to gym when I'm exhausted or my body is extremely sore or uncomfortable and I've had to work hard just like the other day when I was on top of my game. The challenge is all mental. Often when I just forget about the pain or tiredness I end up accomplishing something spectacular, and I feed off of it. It makes me stronger. I've got to make my low higher.

I could say I'm an optimist, but I'd probably be lying. When I'm upset or injured for example, can I say "oh, it's just a temporary inconvenience?"Positive begets positive, negative begets negative. My personal challenge is always looking for a way to make the best of a negative situation. When I'm really low, do I have to rely on a circumstance to make me happy, or is there something inside me that can burst through to overcome? Of course there are things that are beyond my control, but it's the thought that counts.

I should go get some sleep. I have the day off from all working out tomorrow, I mean today. I'm training clients in the morning and then looking forward to finishing up my calculus. I think I have one lesson left.

I'm also reading a book about crazy people: One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, very entertaining.

Happy Halloween

Meet schedule 2008-2009

Intersquad
Metropolitan
12/05/2008

NAWGJ
Metropolitan
12/21/2008

Seattle Open
Leading Edge
01/17/2009

Great West Gym Fest
Coeur d' Alene Idaho
02/21/2009

Rose City Classic
Metro Portland OR
03/06/2009

State
Metropolitan
03/27/2009

Level 8-10 Regionals
Montana
04/18/2009

Westerns
Bartlesville OK
05/07/2009

Further information TBA.

6 for 6

I attended the 73rd annual Washington Open yesterday. I PRed and qualified to Schoolage Nats!

snatch: 38kg-40-42
c&j: 48kg-52-54
total: 96

Calpians Olympic Weightlifting

goodmorning

The elections are almost over and it's exciting to know that we will soon have a new president. Not that I don't like Bush, in fact I respect all that he has accomplished, though it is nice to hear a new voice, different ideas, different faces. It's nice.

I just finished my workout of the day:
3rds:
83 lb Deadlifts, 15 reps
83lb Hang power cleans, 12 reps
83lb front squat, 9 reps
83lb push jerk, 6 reps

16:26

Pukie chased me.

Now onto breakfast and homework. At 10:00am I train Aimee, Bethany and a couple of their friends. This is an advantage I have because I homeschool. I get to learn to lead people and deal with them each in my own way. I get to discover my certain calling driven by my own curiosity. Everything that I'm doing is natural... functional.... I just realized I learn like a caveman, I eat like a caveman, I LOOK like a caveman and even sometimes smell like one. wow. some things are just too weird to think about. :)
Cavemen are mortal though. I do confess.

I'm reading a book called Eternity in their Hearts. It is about different peoples around the world who had some belief in the one true god, the Almighty Creator. All these different peoples believed that their ancestors committed sin and lost a great book which is the word of God. Tradition said that "white brothers" were to come and restore the book. All this to prove that God sets "eternity in the hearts of men" (Eccl 3:11)
The fact that God is in these remote peoples' thoughts proves that He has prepared the whole world for the gospel and he has a plan. He even has a plan for the people who look the most hopeless. Cannibals, Headhunters, Idolaters.... they fear the spirits they worship, they know the promise of a God that is above it all. It is quite fascinating.

Did you check our Affliate website? It's good stuff.

These days the thoughts that invade my head pertain to Stefan. I'm sure you all know the situation with him. I'm not bothering myself too much with it, but I am praying and hoping. There is not much I can do. Well Happy Birthday Stefan.

cheers to all.


Quote of the Day:
"Lameness is an impediment to the body, but not to the will."
-Epictetus

walk

Papa is standing at the counter making tea and a fly lands right in front of him. He slaps it just hard enough to stun it.

Stefan: I saw Jonah once catch a fly by the wing!... in mid air.

Papa(as he quickly snatches the fly by the wing): Naahh! Oh, it's not a fly anymore. It's a Walk. Well maybe not even a walk because I pulled a leg off too.

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Robert Frost

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Costco

sometimes you just gotta smile

Here are some pictures that Aimee took when we went to Costco the other day:

Tell me this isn't funny:)
Caden insisted on pushing the cart.

I'm flying out to Union City tomorrow morning for a Level 1 Cert at CrossFit One Worldand, I will be boarding with Jolie Gentry.

I have my own cellphone. I feel cool.

San Diego 2008

We flew in at about 9:30 after a two and a half hr flight. It took us about and hour and a half to get our rental car and find Susan Robinson's house. Then we went out for Thai. It was really a Thai-Laotian-Chinese-American restaurant owned my a Thai lady who fries everything in sugar and syrup. It was interesting. "Ees good foh you" She said about her invention, Strawberry Chicken. Hm.

Made it to bed after midnight and the next morning we were obliged to workout at Susan's garage gym with a few of her clients. "Mini Murph" was the workout: Run 800 m, 50 pullups, 75 pushups, 100 squats, Run 800 meters; for time using a 16 lb pack: 25:48. Good Stuff. Took a three hour nap after that workout. whew.

Susan Robinson and Papa before we all went out for Breakfast

I made friends with Susan's cat, Thomas.

Thursday afternoon at Mike's Gym.

Friday: Workout at US Tactical CrossFit w/ Randy and the crew.

Studying

At the Cert:

Dan
Eric LeClair of Elite Fitness

Sunday: I worked out with the advanced demonstration class. Keegan and I were head to head throughout the workout.

3rd for time:
3 burpee, front tuck
10 hang power snatches.

It took us both about 3.5 mins.

CrossFit Kids


This is Grace. We met her on the plane ride home. She grew up in France and went to school at SPU. She recieved her teaching credentials and will teach middle school this year. She offered to tutor me in French:)

more pictures on facebook

How much do you want it?

Some things have been on my mind that have been slowly changing the way that I look at my life and gymnastics.

We moved to Seattle exactly a year ago and I've been looking back at my progress. It's funny how life changes as you grow up. My mindset has been transformed since we moved and life hasn't been the same since. I went through this whole tortuous process of mental and emotional growth this last year.

The thing that has been hitting me hard lately is the fact that the only reason I'm here is my desire to live up to the standards placed before me. Lately I've been asking myself, "How much to you want it, Kallista." I'm usually facing an apparatus at practice. I answer back, "BAD." It makes a huge difference to have drive to accomplish things and it's funny how I'm only just realizing what it means. My coaches work in such a way that they look at my gymnastics and they can see how bad I want it. Then by judging my level of drive they equal it in their effort to help me. If they see I want it, they want it just as bad.

I didn't know what desire was when I came to my gym, I've been through a really long process to acquire this mindset. I've been told what it means many times, but being told only a fraction of the process. I had to see it in others and experience it for myself. At my old gym I was coached whether I wanted to be good or not. Here I'm coached because I want to be good.

Everything revolves around your desire to get things done. Everyday there are obstacles for you to overcome. The first one for me is getting out of bed. Then I have to do what I have do to get done what I want to get done. But I got to want to get it done, or I'm not getting anywhere. During the competition season last year one of my obstacles was learning my vault. I needed at least a Yurchenko, tucked. I had never really liked vault because it wasn't my best event, but I still went out there and did the drills. Something inside of me didn't really care whether I got it or not, so as the meets rolled on, I did three events and then the next meet I did three events, and then I did three events. It didn't really clicked until the meet before state that OH! maybe I should get my vault, because I have to qualify. UH OH. Then finally I decided that I wanted to get my vault. Guennadi is a great coach and he was perfectly capable of just encouraging me and urging me on, but no, he pretty much just ignored me and I completely understand why. I give him all the credit he deserves for just standing back and letting me figure out what was wrong with me.

I haven't fully applied this until just recently. The last part of the process of acquiring this mindset was the CrossFit Games and all of the training leading up to it. I was in the livingroom three mornings out of the week, without a coach, pushing my body to its highest limits. I was usually doing lifting, which is very technical, and I often finished my workout in tears because I was frustrated and always wondering if my technique was perfect, often scared that it wasn't and always wanting some feedback and constructive critisicm. I still went in there and did the workouts because I wanted to win the CrossFit Games. When the Games rolled around, I was hoping and praying that my training would pay off. It did. But only because I wanted to do well so bad. The major obstacle at the Games was mental and after working out in my livingroom the setting was ideal for my confidence. I feel that I gave the performance of my life. And only because I wanted it bad.

I've been watching the Olympics, more specifically Shawn Johnson and Nastia Liukin, and you can see in these gymnasts that they have worked long and hard to achieve what they have achieved. Next to the Chinese they have completely dominated the field. You can see it in their eyes that it wasn't easy to get there. First of all, they love what they do and second you know that they have overcome obstacles such as injuries and high pressure competition and training. When they noticed an obstacle they didn't turn the other way or go around it. They kept their eye on the goal and kept moving forward, no matter how hard it was. We human beings often try to go the easiest way possible, avoiding challenge altogether. We ask ourselves, "is it worth the effort?" It depends, how much do you want it?

Flying

We were about an hour on the road when Papa said, "Darn, the camera." I was really bummed because showing pictures of the whole flying adventure would give this post a wonderful effect. But oh well.




We drove to Morton, WA, about 100 miles south of Seattle. Papa had met some hang gliders at a holiday party who were part of a small community in Morton and Lake Chelan area. We met up with one of them, Larry, at the Morton airport.







He gave me a ride in the Bailey-Moyes DragonFly(see above, not my picture). That was my very first time in any kind of aircraft, so it was very exciting. The wind was really wild that day.







Papa got up into the sky for a short flight on a borrowed Falcon glider for the first time in about 3 years. I had some de ja vu on very early memories from when I was young and he took all of us kids up to Lone Pine to watch him launch, and then Bethany, 12 at the time, drove us all down the mountain to pick him up at the LZ. Hmmm. Good stuff. The flying community is really nice. I hope Papa can get out to fly more this year. Maybe I can be the one to drive down the mountain:)







Good times.

Birthday

On Saturday, I worked at the gym in the morning, and then Papa dropped me off at my friend Katie's birthday party. The Blue Angels flew over in the early afternoon. The SeaFair was in Seattle this weekend and the Angels performed their almost suicidal act both Saturday and Sunday. Aimee took some really good pictures.



My really good friend Tia, just quit gym and I'm really sad about it. Tia and her older sister Nina made my a birthday cake. It is very delicious and beautiful. I will miss them both a lot!



Saturday night, Papa took me to a "Shakespeare in the Park" production of the Twelfth Night. It included everything: love, comedy, action etc. Very well done. I have a huge appreciation for theatre arts, Shakespeare especially. I hope I can go see Hamlet next weekend:)



Sunday I went with Papa to Morton to Fly his hang glider that he picked up in California while we were there.

California

After the Games Papa drove me to San Luis to meet up with Chad and Laurel. From there they drove me to Westmont and Papa flew home. Westmont was beautiful and I was so blessed to attend the conference. Chad and Laurel prayed, hoping that I could come and it worked out. The call for revival of the church was the theme and being among the fellowship revived my spirit. I learned how much God really wants to work in me. He will do it if I just call on his name. It's so encouraging to be reminded of that. I saw that God is always working in the church; working to prepare his bride for the feast. I am so delighted to be a part of it.
After the conference I spent a few days in Pasadena before heading to UCLA. Eric LeClair welcomed me to his affiliate for a workout and afterwards took me out to breakfast with his crew.
4 rounds:
400 meter run
50 backsquats @ half BW(55 lbs)
It took me about 23 min and completely wrecked my legs just in time for Gym Camp.
UCLA was a blast. Chris Waller, the assistant coach remembered me and congratulated me on my progress. My roommates weren't very social but I got to see Jessica and Sabrina from SLO. That was great; they were really excited to see me. In the gym I really improved my vault and floor tumbling. The coaching was very helpful. They were almost twice as many campers as the last year but it was great anyway. Just a little crowded. There was a skit night and the skit that my group did ended up winning the BEST SKIT prize. Hooray.
After UCLA I joined the Puente Valley Fellowship for Sunday service and a large group of us went out for lunch at Pei Wei afterward. Dave offered to take me on a hike. On Monday I really wanted to get another workout in at Eric's place but Laurel didn't want to drive in LA traffic and Chad had to work so it didn't work out. Dave picked my up at about 6 pm and took me on a hike up and along a canyon ridge to a thirty-foot waterfall that he had known about since him and his buddies were kids. The pool beneath the falls was twenty feet deep. It took me a long time to jump in the water but I finally did and it was colder than I expected. Dave did his 5.11 boulder problem up to the top and then did a gainer flip off the top into the pool. I got enough adrenaline from watching him so I decided not to jump. Water is not my favorite thing.
Monday night Per drove me to Claremont. Tuesday I got a hold of Megan and I hung out at her house for the day. Megan was pretty tired because she had stayed up late at her friend's house the night before. We went for a walk in the Village(There is a whole new section of it now, all modernized.) and we caught up a little on the last three years. She got a little more energy when we walked to the highschool and met up with Megan Young to play tennis. I saw quite a few of my old peers from school just stroll by. It was weird, they were all grown up.
Tuesday I just sat around at the KD's and Per treated me to this new frozen yogurt place in the Village called Cefiore(Claremont's big on the frozen yogurt thing). Tuesday night I spent at the Chu's. They were very excited to see me. We chatted a lot about school and dance(Desi made the highschool dance team). I told them all about the new and updated Kallista crediting Zone and CrossFit. Mrs Chu seemed very interested in the Zone, which made me excited. They took me out to dinner and to see the Dark Knight in theatres(it was wonderful, but I think I need to see it again.) I've had so many dreams about Claremont in the past four years it was totally surreal actually being there. Claremont was my first home that I have solid memories of so I have a sort of emotional attachment to it.
Leaving Claremont was sad because it meant that my trip was almost over. About and hour after I got back to Pasadena, Laurel, Chad, and I hit the road in their new car(Samson) to head to SLO for Grandma and Grandpa's 50 wedding anniversary! Yay! I was really happy that all six of us "kids" and Pa got to be there.
Sunday morning Pa and I drove home home home to Seattle. Bethany and Aimee and Stefan stayed a couple more days and got home Thursday morning and guess who they brought with them? Emily!!!!! oh yah and don't forget Caden.
This week at gym we started morning practice. It was a little hard getting back to routine. Riding the bus and all that. I was really spoiled mentally going to California so this week I was just getting back into the groove. Yulia and Guennadi are sure happy to see me back. Yulia gave me a Russian nickname that I cannot pronounce and definitely can't spell. but it's pretty. She said girls with this name are calm and composed and she said she would change it to something else when I get more aggressive and brave. Haha.
This morning Lisbeth Darsh a CrossFitter who works on the staff called me for an interview. Her name signs the posts on the CF affliliate sight, she owns an affiliate on the east coast and I think she edits the Journal. She emailed Papa a couple weeks ago asking to interview me about my experiences at the Games for the CrossFit Journal. I was stoked!!! I was just thinking about how all this attention is very overwhelming, but I am so happy and honored that the community is behind me and supporting me all the way. The interview went very well.
So it is Caden's birthday today. He is 2 and beautiful.
And guess what that means? My birthday's tomorrow!!! 15. yep.
We were thinking of throwing a really big party with for all the summer birthdays: Papa(July 14...haha I forgot again), Caden, me, Bethany(Aug 20). Laurel's birthday is on the fifth, I wish she could be there to celebrate with us.
Man, it's so sad how summer just flies by so fast. It's been so awesome and unreal.
all, have a wonderful weekend.

The journey back home(From KC)

I wish I had some pictures from the trip back to Seattle, but I cannot access them at this point.

I was challenged and inspired by the Dragon team the whole week. I got so much more out of it this year because I am better conditioned. Toward the end of the week a little inconvenience presented itself. I realized that I had phlebitis on Thursday so I had to cut the week short. This means that I had an inflamed vein in my leg that was irritated from a bruise I got a long time ago in my shin. I went to the urgent care center on Wednesday and the doctor mis-diagnosed it as an infection and gave me an antibiotic that I was sensitive to. I went back on Thursday to get a new antibiotic but the same doctor wasn't there and the doctor that checked me said it wasn't an infection and I needed to rest it and take a different medicine. So that was the little inconvience that kept me from staying through Friday. After I told Coach Fong how grateful I was for his kindness, Aimee and I hit the road Friday morning.
On the way back Aimee was busy driving and I was sleeping most of the way. We stopped in Colorado Springs area on the way back to visit Aimee's friend Lindsey Largent from SLO. We slept on her couch and she showed us around her little town called Monument.
We had a layover day in Superior(Louisville), CO at the Cevaal's. Papa knew Mr. Cevaal at the School of Mines in Golden where they both went to school. Mr. and Mrs. Cevaal weren't there so we hung out with the kids. After going to church with them we played board games, cards, and chatted until late.
Aimee and I left early Sunday morning and headed north to Bozeman once again. Chris couldn't be there but he left us his key. By Monday we were very anxious to get home and hit the road early for the last 10 hr stretch. We got home just in time for me to make it to gym practice:P
We were both really pooped(Aimee more than me:).
I was a little sad that it all ended so fast. It's so nice when you get away from your normal daily routine and have some fun. I love traveling and learning new things. I'm so grateful everything worked out. One thing I need to remember is to enjoy every minute and never take anything for granted.
Aimee and Acacia are troopers. I love you guys.
Thank you to the Rundles.
Thank you Chris Robinson.
Thank you Papa.
Thank you little mini van for hangin' in there.
Thank you Al Fong and Dragon Gymnastics.
Thank you Lord.

Sorry for the delay. I realized I've had this saved in my list of posts for quite a while:)
ciao

Golden California

I'm at the Police's house now, my hair is almost all gone now and I just finished swimming. Beau and Mayla(the poodles) are brilliantly black, and I am sitting on the hearth. Carol and everyone else is in the process of transforming the backyard into a fairyland for Sarah and Alec's wedding in August.

We all got back from the Christian Conference at Westmont, Santa Barbara last night. The campus was beautiful, the food was great for cafeteria food and the fellowship was the best I have ever encountered. Most of the attendees were somehow related to the Police family. I heard a lot of "second cousin, once removed" and things like that. My spirit is revived.

If I get a hold of Eric LeClair I will go to CrossFit tomorrow morning. My UCLA camp starts Wednesday morning. I can't wait to see some of my old friends from SLO. It'll be great to workout after not being in the gym for a week or so. After the camp I'll come back to Pasadena and visit Claremont a couple days. Wow, so much excitement. It's weird how these things are finally happening that I have been looking forward to for so long. The Lord is blessing me so.

Did I mention my hair was gone? As of 30 minutes ago I have very short hair. If my hair was straight it would touch my shoulders, but it's curly and it almost looks like Laurel's. I love it. I is times like these I wish I had my very own camera.

2008 CrossFit Games=total Success

If you weren't there, you missed out.

Day one:
So the CrossFit Staff's plan for the games was to give three WODs on the first day to completely destroy everyone and then see how well they held up for the fourth WOD on the second day. It was very clever. And as the saying went on a Concept II sponsored water bottle: "No weakness was left untested."
I was lucky so I got to compete the order of workouts I requested on the first day. The fourth workout was announced Saturday night.

I should clarify:
Age: 14
Weight: 103 lbs
Years CrossFitting: 3


WOD #1
Three Rounds for time:
21-15-9
Thrusters(men:95#, women:65#)
Pullups

The standards for the movements were:
Thruster: Rep counts if the hip crease is below parallel on squat, some portion of the ear showing in front of the arm as it is locked out overhead
Pullup: Rep counts if there is Full shoulder extension at bottom, and some portion of the chest below the clavicle touches the bar at top.
My time: 7:50 My very first as rx'd "Fran"


WOD #2
5 rounds for time of
5 Deadlifts(men: 275#, women: 185#)
10 Burpees!

The standards for the movements were:
Deadlift: Rep counts if there is full extension at the top of the movement and if your hands stay on the bar as it is lowered(in other words no dropping the weight)
Burpee!: Rep counts if hips and thighs touch the floor at the bottom of the pushup, and full extension of hips with clap behind the head in jump.
My time: 5:52 as rx'd

WOD #3
720 m hill run

There were no expectations... you just had to make it back alive.
My time: 4:53 (10th)
At the end of the day each person's time were added and the person who completed all three workouts in the least amount of time was the at the top.
After the first day I was in 15th place. Beside the fact that my legs were jello, I felt great.
They announced Sunday's workout after the last workout heat.
WOD#4
"Heavy Grace"
30 Clean & Jerks
(men: 155, women: 100)
My time: 10:47
I crashed in the middle of the workout and then got up and finished. CrossFit honored me with a video on the main sight: here
And then they posted and interview on the Games sight: here

I ended up placing 25th overall.

I wrote a potential article for the CrossFit Journal. If they accept it, I will post it after they publish it.

CrossFit isn't only about being fit. It's really about the community and the friendships that develop through suffering together. People should understand that when they start CrossFit, sure their strength will improve immensely, but also they are entering a whole different universe. I am very proud to be part of it.

In the video of my C&Js you may notice how the crowd is urging me on. "Dig Deep!" "Get it up there!" "Go!" Having the crowd behind you like that is surreal. It wouldn't have been possible without them.

GSGA

Heading down to Aromas tonight and tomorrow. Wish me Luck!!

Kallista

Games Profile

Hey everybody, I sent in a little bio to the CrossFit Media for the Games and they posted a profile. If you want to see it, the link is below.

Games Profile

I'm excited:)

I feel like a complete person

I coached my first day of camp today and I absolutely loved it:) There were four kids there ranging from 7-12 and I taught them so much. I'm stoked that I got to pass on what I know. I think I have a new passion.
I was in the gym from 9am-8pm. The camp was until four and I trained from four 'til eight. What a day! I'm doing this Monday Wednesday Friday this week and I hope I'll do more when I get back from CA. The Games are in two weeks:)

Anyway this post is very spontaneous. I just wanted to scream because I was happy. Thought I'd let you know.
Love you all
~K

Acacia and Aimee in KC

This is what Aimee and Acacia did all week while I was at gym:
Climbed tall buildings

Explored art museums
Deja Vu? This is the Nelson-Atkins museum where Pa and Stefan went last year.

Jesse Rundle and Ac
Anna Rundle at the petting zoo.

And they went to Kenya