That Painstorm and the Murph are still killing me.
Running 4 or so miles for Murph shouldn't have been that bad but my quads are so sore that I find my balance thrown off, as if my body wants to avoid the pain in the quad so I go to move and fall over . . . weird.
Anyway: 11 maniac burpees . . . 3 pushups instead of one. Did them slooooooow.