It was Tuesday night, I was sitting home writing up notecards for a ‘conversation station’ that would be a part our Valentine’s themed workout, when I received a text. It said something like, ‘Hey, can we maybe do a parking garage workout tomorrow, because…rain. Some people are not sure if they can make it.’ Now, let me point out that this text came from someone who recently boarded a plane, flew 1200 miles, and showed up for a weekend of workouts in Syracuse, NY where it was sub-fucking-zero° outside.

