Names and Scores
CrossFit Games Open 11.5
Complete as many rounds and reps as possible in 20 minutes of:
5 Power cleans (145/100)
10 Toes to bar
15 Wall balls (20/14) While doing an intro with a prospective student last week, I was showing them our whiteboards and was struck by the fact that the jumbles of letters and numbers on the wall looked like a series of chemistry equations. To me it was a series of clear statements, but to an outsider it would make no sense at all. These names and numbers are a separate language, with our own jargon and our own math. It enables us to communicate easily and efficiently amongst each other, to know instantly when someone else is one of us, and to keep the outsiders at bay. It is our “open sesame” and our secret handshake.
In that sense the number is the key to it all. And it is also meaningless. It is a gravestone left from last week’s workouts. It is yesterday’s news while we move on. It is forgotten — beaten, bettered and improved upon. For a moment that number is everything, and then it is nothing.
The names and scores are hieroglyphics, representations of something bigger. They are the community, but they are not us. I am not my number; I am the moment when that number was born. I am you cheering for me. I am me gutting out one last rep. I am the new student overwhelmed by it all. I am the veteran taking a watchful, caring eye. I am the sum of all the energies in the room. A sum that defies simple math.
And when the energies have gone, when the room is empty and all that remains are the numbers and names on the wall, they are nothing but cave paintings.