I feel kippy, oh so kippy

This past weekend, two very important things happened. First daylight savings time tricked me once again. I completely forgot that it was an hour in the other direction, so when I woke up at 11:30 am, I was in quite a shock. Sleeping for over 10 hours was not in my plan. I completely missed my Sunday workout and my Sunday swim that I was looking forward to. On the plus side, all my colors are folded and the whites are sitting clean in the dryer. Still no word on the mess covering the rest of my room.

The second thing that happened is I did my very first unassisted pull-up. While not a standard pull up, exciting nonetheless. This was Saturday morning while getting pumped up for my first FMP, just like I said I was going to do! During the calm before the FMP, I decided I was going to try a kipping pull up. The only thing I did differently is I told everyone that I was going to do it. That and it's been almost two weeks since I tried last. Once I got the right swing, I just gave a good pull and up I went, chin well enough over the bar for me to be happy. Up at the top the only thing I could think of was "push away from the bar, don't you dare slam your chin on it". Once clear of the bar, I let go falling right to the ground, stunned. The classmates around me let out a sweet little cheer, I'm glad my first didn't go unnoticed.

My first comment was, "Man, I bet I probably couldn't do another one of those..." A voice from behind me came out, "Why not?" That was enough for me. I got back up on the bar and yet another one came out, just as easy as the first. "Well, there's no way I could do more than one in a row..." "Why not?" ... I got right back up, One, Two Three. "Holy shit, my first pull up, not only that, my first pull up was five pull ups. Hot damn"

Of course this means now during the warm-up pull ups, I'll be required, by myself if not my peers, to keep up those "kippers" and perhaps resort to some bandage when the wod includes a gazillion pull ups. I won't mind though. That's what the hell I started coming to this gym for. It's little victories that keep me coming back again and again. To top it off, I'm thankful that there's a good group of people around to share these little victories with, both mine and theirs.