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3, 2, 1, DONE!

That’s right, it is finally over. It feels odd knowing that this Saturday will not hold any CF Games WOD. There will not be any anxiety built up over how I need to tackle the WOD or the skills in it. It’s all over…or is it?

I heard many members from my gym comment about how they'll continue to work their weaknesses. It's pretty damn inspirational to know that when it's over, it's not really over. It also made me wonder - why? The competition was over. Right? This is what happens when you compete not only for a place, but to make yourself better. That whole progress thing doesn't stop just because the competition stops. It's a continual process. The Crossfit Games Open was a great event, but the people wanting to better their skills provided the heart and guts of the event. Inspiring is what it is. Rather than rest on your heels until next year, how about you get better - now.

The Crossfit Games are over for me, for reals. I'm excited for those I know continuing onto Regionals and hope to make it down to watch both Regionals and finals. But how did I do? Pretty good. At first, I was disappointed to not make it to the next round. But there's something to be said about being able to make up with heart and guts what you lack in ability and talent. It's not always enough, but it was enough to make me smile. And when I look in the mirror, it's not your ass I see, it's me. If I can't smile upon my own performance, I fail. I'd post my results, but the site is down for finally tallies and I honestly don't remember how I did with each workout. At first I teetered with that Top 60 group. You know, the 60 that progress to the regional competition. I didn't end that way though. I finished 80th out of 400+ ladies (non-masters) in the Southwest region. . Not to shabby for a pregnant lady. We'll see what happens next year

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