Crush your WOD.
In sets of 10 or sets of 1, I don’t really care.
All that matters is that you are dying.
With a band for your pullups or rocking it strict, I don’t really care.
All that matters is that you are grimacing with pain, frustration and a little triumph.
I don’t care if you are first, or last, or didn’t get to finish this time.
All that matters is that you are huffing and puffing when time runs out, that you crush your WOD.
I don’t care if you scale everything or if you rock it out competition style.
All that matters is that you are crushing what you could do last month.
Crush your WOD. Crush your goals. Crush your fitness.