Mocking the Stupid

Yes, this conversation has taken place at my house. The only reason it hasn't this morning is because... maybe my new keyboard is quieter than the old one.

Yes, this conversation has taken place at my house. The only reason it hasn't this morning is because my new keyboard is quieter than the old one.

Now, I could be coy, and play nice, and suggest that I understand the point of view espoused by Kent R. Rieske, B.Sc., and Bible Life Ministries.

But I won’t, because the man is simply a fucking idiot.

Actually, I don’t believe I’m stating that point strongly enough. However, I’m not going to resort to large fonts and blinking text and various other late-90’s hallmarks of Geocities’ personal pages. Just assume that there are flames, and blood, and skulls, and lots of animated .gifs clustered around the theme of “OH HELL NO.”

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[WotD] The Goddamn Batwoman

Readers with a keen eye will have noticed a new commenter show up ovah heah. She’s been bringing the noise, and recently kicked no small measure of ass at her very first Crossfit meeting.

Then, because of who we are, we started talking shit:

Rafe: Now, of course, I want to try this at my office on Monday, since I have a 200m course more or less laid out….

*paints a bullseye on Batty’s Ass(tm)*

Batty: BRING IT ON BABY. It is hell and really fucking fun at the same time.

Today is Monday (delayed a week due to the unexpected intrusion of OW, MY ASS), soooo… I was contractually obligated to bring it.

I couldn’t find the exact routine on Crossfit, but it’s pretty close to “Susan.”

Done for time:

200 meter run
10 pushups
15 tuck jumps
20 bodyweight squats

x 5

I managed to finish in 10:05, and it was hideously fucking hot. I will vigorously debate her assertion that it was “fun.” However, I will thank her for providing a very inspirational (and challenging) target time to try and beat.

Coworker Challenge XI

Big pile of folks this time (including three first-timers).  Featuring the return of the 80 meter dash as the closing event, and pushing the squat-thrusts up to second in the rotation, to try and space out the cardio-centric stuff a bit.

One other note, is that strict(er) pullup form is being enforced, and, in future iterations, something resembling good form is going to be strongly encouraged in the squat thrusts / burpees / whatever evil conditioning test is involved. In the main, this could charitably have been described as “lacking, bordering on fugly” for most participants this time around (the most notable exception being Mr. Ed, whose former days in the military drilled proper execution into him, even if Joe Camel has been unkind to his oxygen delivery system in the intervening years).

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