The gloves do nothing

 
It is well known that the 4 oz gloves that MMA fighters wear are meant only to protect the fighter's own hands and not much else. By the looks of this picture, it's clear those gloves do nothing to soften the blows being dealt by Kris "Savage" McCray onto the near-prostrate Joey Kirwan.

Let me set the scene for you: This was the first fight of the night. It was also McCray's professional debut. In front of a hometown crowd. The house was jumping and when McCray submitted his opponent in under 2 minutes of the first round, I thought the roof was going to cave in. He completely dominated Kirwan, who just couldn't turn the tables.

I was struck by this moment when McCray had taken Kirwan's back and was starting to rain down hell with his fists. I remember seeing Kirwan's gloved hand desperately trying to protect his head, the word "COMBAT" emblazoned across the knuckles. It just seemed so incongruous to me, I focused on the glove instead of the fighter and snapped away.

After the fight was over, McCray rejoiced in his victory to a wild and adoring crowd while Kirwan fought back tears on the other side of the cage. I got that shot, too:
 
As the editor of my community newspaper told me, every photo should tell a story in itself. I think this one does, even if you didn't know what happened during the fight. It's obvious how it ended. The cameraman looking past Kirwan toward an unseen victor, and Kirwan's wavering lip, tell you all you need to know. I'm glad my camera was on him, even if the others weren't.

Defeat

 
This is James "Binky" Jones after 3 rounds with Kyle Baker. Arguably the most exciting fight of the night, I remember trading looks of amazement with the other photographers at the end of each round; we just couldn't believe what we were watching.

Binky held out for 3 rounds where most men would have crumbled. Baker's kicks were devastating and the amount of punishment he meted out with those legs was almost obscene. Yet Binky held on, eating blow after blow. Front kicks, back kicks, roundhouse kicks.... he took them all. Not only did he take them, he kept going back for more. For three rounds.

When it was all over, the unanimous decision went to Baker.

I have dozens of shots of Kyle looking magnificently ripped, landing kicks and punches, executing a near perfect technical game. But this photo of a fallen Binky is my favorite from that fight. In fact, many of my most interesting shots from that night were of the defeated- the broken contenders trying to remain stoic and professional while fighting through humiliation and tears. I guess it's the sense of utter exhaustion conveyed in a photo like this that draws me in. No matter how epic the battle, a winner can always find a few ounces of energy left over to rejoice at their victory; but a loser has none left to tap. Such is defeat.

It's in their blood

 
This is Johnny Curtis entering the cage.

He looks compelled to enter it, doesn't he? Like he's being drawn toward it. I think he is. The fence links from the cage are superimposed on him as he looks upward, just like that scene in Jurassic Park where the DNA sequences are projected onto the face of the velociraptor as it hunts the humans inside the visitor's center. In a way, the symbolism is the same: It's in their blood. And that's exactly the case in the world of MMA- this passion for hand-to-hand combat is in their blood. These guys want to be in that cage, they are compelled to be, no matter what.

I wish I had been clever enough to see the chain link shadows and recognized them as a neat photo opportunity, but the reality is I didn't even notice them until after I had taken the picture and saw the effect on several of my shots. This one came out the nicest, which is particularly satisfying because I know Johnny Curtis from my gym. I've actually photographed him a couple of times during practice sessions. Most of them were quite blurry because it was low light, he was moving too fast, and... ok, let's face it, I didn't know what I was doing. haha! So it's gratifying to finally have a nice shot of him at a real event.

Unfortunately, this particular night didn't work out as we had all hoped. Johnny tore his ACL in the middle of the fight, putting him at an extreme disadvantage. His opponent exploited Johnny's misfortune and that was that. Johnny was still kind enough to talk with me a few days later and respond to some of my questions- again, another fighter showing nothing but class.

I hope that his knee heals up real quick and that he can get back to pursuing his passion. After all, it's in his blood.

LeVon's Victory

 

This is LeVon Maynard after winning his fight at UWC Confrontation. He was a pleasure to watch in the cage, and a pleasure to chat with afterwards. As the night was wrapping up and I was realizing I didn't have enough material for my article yet, I raced backstage to see if there were any other local fighters I had missed. In one of those "too good to be true" moments, all of the fighters had just lined up in the hall to get paid- a captive audience! I went down the line, asking if there were any fighters from Virginia who I hadn't spoken to yet. LeVon spoke up, "You haven't talked to me yet."

Grateful for a friendly face, I whipped out my microphone and went down the list of canned questions I had prepared earlier. He gave me a gem for each one. At one point we were interrupted when it was his turn to get paid. After he came out of the office, he picked right up where he left off. I used some of his responses in my article and the editor chose to lead the story with this photo of LeVon:
 

I still think it's my best action shot of the night. The raised arm about to strike (again), the other fighter's hands raised helplessly, the face of the onlooker, and the ref rushing in to stop the fight... this is why I love MMA. The same event elicits such different emotions depending on the perspective.

A few days ago, LeVon emailed me to thank me for interviewing him. What a class act. Given that he was my best interview of the night, I think I owe LeVon a big thank you as well for being such a dynamic personality, both in and out of the cage. So thanks, LeVon!

oh... and good luck on Oct 27th! I don't think I need to tell you to kick some butt. ;-)

Fight night!

 

Three days after UWC Confrontation and I am still on a high from sitting cage-side and photographing the event. I wanted so badly to post my pics from that night (all 500 of them... hahahaha) but had to show some restraint as I had promised several to the local newspaper that sponsored me that night, as well as some to a friend who has an MMA-themed website. Being a little fuzzy on the rules of copyright, I didn't want to post anything that might be used elsewhere.

Let me just say this: IT WAS AWESOME!!!!

When I got to the venue, the promoters met me at the Press entrance, showed me to the media room, and then walked me to my seat. I could barely believe it when I saw where I was sitting. It was too good to be true: a front row seat, so close I could press my nose up to the cage. Incredible.

One by one the other photographers showed up. Everybody was friendly. Keith Mills of Abu Dhabi news was there and showed me how to use a rolled up sweatshirt under my elbows to protect my arms from being shredded by the catwalk platform around the cage. (Keith actually uses plastic elbow pads himself.) Josh- a Marine based at Quantico who photographs for several MMA promoters, actually had the same camera body as me! That was an amazing boon as we compared settings and techniques and he showed me a thing or two about my own camera I never knew. And in another amazing coincidence, Josh's friend John turned out to be a gym-mate of mine from One Spirit. I didn't recognize him at first, but after we started talking I realized we had been sparring partners a few times.

When the fights started, I was blown away. Simply blown away. There is no describing how much better MMA is up close and personal. I'm not sure I will ever be able to enjoy a televised event again. Sitting inches away from the fighters, seeing all the little details that you miss when you're watching on TV, hearing the crack of fist on body like you've never heard it before...... it's incredible. I was out of breath after every single match.

I was also pleased as punch at how my little camera performed. I used my 50mm lens the whole time and it performed exactly as I had hoped. In fact, I was stunned at some of the shots I took. I convinced myself that the LCD screen was lying; that once I got the pictures home and saw them on a full screen I would be disappointed. And there were many many shots where that was the case. But there were also quite a few where I was pretty darn proud. To give credit where credit is due, though.... I have to say the Patriot Center has got some sweet lights. They kept the cage bright enough that I could get by with 800 ISO and still freeze the action with 1/125 shutter speeds and higher.

The photograph above is of Mike "The Hulk" Easton of Team Lloyd Irvin in Temple Hills, MD. Being so close to the cage door, I tried many times to get shots of the fighters going through their last checks by the officials before entering the cage, but each time I was frustrated because of all the people crowding the fighters. Finally I decided to change my tack. Instead of aiming for a headshot, I ducked low and took a photograph from the neck down, focusing on the gloves. I love how the shadow of the fence is projected against Easton's body. That effect came out in a few of my photographs, and each one is kinda cool.

I'll feature more photos from the fights as I have time, rather than posting them all in one album, so stay tuned!

Master class with Urijah Faber

 

Folks, my week just keeps getting better and better.

This is Urijah Faber- WEC Featherweight World Champion. I will leave you to google, wiki, etc his name and find out for yourself how big a deal he is in the world of MMA. His record is 21-1. Twenty-one to one. And tonight I got to photograph him giving a seminar to other MMA hopefuls.

Urijah is in town for the UWC event tomorrow night (see yesterday's post) and agreed to give a master class at my gym. Dave, our gym owner, invited me to take a few photos for their website and of course I jumped at the chance. I mean, how often do you get to photograph somebody you've seen on TV beating the crap out of an opponent again and again and again? (thank you Wreckcage..... yeah that's right. I'll say it. I watch Versus tv. What?)

I will say this: It was a REALLY challenging environment. We were in a larger gym space that I'd never been in before. The stark white walls bounced flash around like flubber, and every shot I took with the flash it came out with a nasty yellow tinge, even when I set the white balance manually. I shot at 1600 ISO with my 50mm lens set at f/2.0 for the vast majority of the seminar and didn't bother with the flash after the first 10 minutes. Focus was also a problem. With so little light, the lens took forever to focus, causing me to miss some of Urijah's movements (damn that dude is quick). Manual focus was not much more successful. Very few of my shots came out to my liking, but I did like that one.

I also liked this one because of its symmetry:
 
OK... time for bed. I've got a long day ahead of me tomorrow..........

BIG news!!!!

To say I am excited is an understatement.

I just got confirmation this afternoon that I will be shooting the Pro-MMA cage-fighting event at Patriot Center this Saturday night. That's right, yours truly: Lil' ol' Mel, will be sitting cage-side front and center with my trusty camera while a barrage of beautiful brutality unfolds just a few feet in front of me. I won't just be within spitting distance; I'll be within reach of flying sweat, blood and tears as well!

I can't wipe the grin off my face!!!

More later, after I've calmed down a bit, but here's the event:

Woman in motion

 
One of my obsessions is depicting motion. I'm fascinated by it and enjoy the challenge of trying to capture it in a pleasing way. For a while now I've wanted to take a picture juxtaposing something heavy and stationary with something light and in motion. A week ago I set out to take that photograph using kettlebells and a very active Treefrog working out in the background. Instead I ended up with a kettlebell still-life. A few days ago, I revisited that notion and instead ended up with an exploration in framing. Today I finally came close to getting what I wanted with this shot: a combination of heavy, motionless weights and a blur of frenetic, organic motion.

I took it by placing the camera on the mats and auto-focusing on the mats in the background. I manually set the ISO to 100 to reduce the noise as much as possible. Then I set the shutter to 1/3 sec (determined through trial & error), used the 2-sec timer delay to minimize vibrations, and released the shutter.

I did this several times. Every time I did it I got a different effect. Treefrog was running through a series of exercises from box jumps to kettlebell swings to burpees to squats. Each one produced its own weird imprint. This is her doing sit-ups. In many of them, she was moving so fast she was a mere wisp of motion, almost like a gym ghost. The sit-ups helped preserve some of her form because her legs were somewhat stationary. An open door just out of view to the right provided an interesting light source that helped to outline her arms. I adjusted the color levels in GIMP to bring out some more of the mid-tones, then used Picasa's Filtered Black & White feature and crop tool.

For more shots like this one and others from today's WOD, go to Treefrog's Poison.

Ink!

 
Our instructor, Brown, has some serious ink. Today, on a whim,I decided to try and capture some of it.

It happened by accident. He had started his WOD and I was snapping the same old pictures I've been snapping for months now... wall balls, kettlebells, etc. I decided to try something new and shoot him from the neck down. The first one I took was sorta interesting, but out of focus. (I'd been toying with manual focus a lot lately since I find that the auto focus doesn't lock on fast enough in low-light conditions.) I was using my 50mm lens so I put it in aperture priority mode and used a slightly smaller aperture (f/2.4) to give me some more wiggle room in focusing. Then I decided to use some flash, albeit diminished flash (by decreasing the exposure bias) to help fill in the light. I found that this was really tricky and my flash strength had to be adjusted down over the course of the WOD. Why? Because the sweatier somebody gets, the more reflection you get from your flash! Finally, after something like 50 tries, I got a decent full-back shot while he was doing kettlebell swings. Woohoo!

As for post-processing, I played around with it alot. I tweaked the color levels in GIMP (a subject for another day), then sharpened it, cropped it, and B&W filtered it in Picasa. The red filter really works wonders for bringing out tattoos, as I've mentioned before.

Here's another shot I took after many many attempts. I knew I wanted one showing both his calf and his full sleeves at the same time so the Sumo Deadlift High-pulls with the kettlebell were perfect for that. It took me a while before I got everything in focus (more or less), but it was worth it.
 

If you'd like to see the rest of the shots from today's WOD, as well as the color versions of these, go to Chewing Qat II.

93 chances to get it right

 

It turns out, lots and lots of burpees are an excellent opportunity to experiment with your photos. Today's workout finished up with 93 consecutive burpees. I had wandered over to the scattered kettlebells to try another still-life when Treefrog started doing her burpees. Originally, I had the idea to use a long exposure of the kettlebells with Treefrog in the background as a blur of motion. But when I lay down on the mats to get the angle just right, I realized I could use the kettlebell handle as a frame for Treefrog. It was tricky because I didn't have much of a time window when she would appear. I set the camera to manual focus because the auto wouldn't lock on fast enough. I tried to focus on one of her hands, which spent the most time in the frame, and every time she appeared I would snap a shot. Immediately, I would look at the preview, make a quick adjustment (ISO, focus, angle, or shutter speed), and then snap another shot when she appeared again. I may sound crazy for saying this, but thank goodness there were so many burpees today. I never would have gotten all the wrinkles ironed out in time if we had only done 20 or 30. I think I took about 40 shots in total - almost 1 shot every other burpee. Out of those 40, this was the only one that I was sorta happy with.

But when I got home and looked at the full size image, I was disappointed to see that her face was slightly out of focus. Damn! (That's what I get for focusing on her hand.) So I sharpened it in Picasa and applied a green filter using Picasa's Filtered B&W. I also debated cropping it to remove the extra space on the left, but when I did, I realized it removed the context of the kettlebell- it just looked like I had taken the picture through a paper towel roll. When it's off-center as it is above, I think it's easier to discern that we're looking through a kettlebell.

I wish I was faster with my adjustments. It took me at least 20 shots before I got the shutter speed and ISO set, and then another 10 or so to work on timing and composition. I also had a hard time finding the right distance from the kettlebell- too close and it wasn't obvious what we were looking through; too far and it didn't leave much space for Treefrog. To see a few of the other "almost" shots of Treefrog, and more pictures from today's WOD, check out Chewing Qat. I'll admit, I'm witholding a shot of one of our other athletes until I can process it a bit more, so stay tuned for that in the next day or so...

PS- A word on today's WOD. Today's workout was in honor of the brave men killed in the Battle of Mogadishu today back in '93 (hence the 93 burpees). You remember Black Hawk Down? That was it. I had a hard time getting through the burpees thanks to all the travel I've been doing lately and my slacking off. Porkbelly (dude, we've GOTTA get you a new name!) helped me through them by sharing stories about his old Company and his friends who perished that day, and reciting the Ranger's Creed. I listened while I cranked them out. Thanks, man, it gave me something to think about and got my mind off of the pain.

Kettlebell still-life

 
From portraits to still-life....... I didn't have much time for photo-exploration today since I had to leave shortly after my WOD (so Brown gets credit for most of the shots from today's WOD; see link below) But I did find time for a quick still-life of some kettlebells that were lined up and waiting for the next heat to begin.

My preference would have been to use my 50mm lens to capture more light (and minimize the depth of field) but I didn't have time so I used the kit lens which was already on. I didn't want to use the flash so had to use a slightly longer exposure (1/30 sec) and a high ISO (1600). I set the camera on the mats and then selected the 2-sec time-delay exposure. This is a neat feature that waits 2 seconds after you've pressed the button before opening the shutter, minimizing vibrations from the button-press. It's not just for use when the camera is on a base; you can use it while hand-holding the camera, too. (I used this technique to take a night shot from the apartment in New York last week. Since I knew it was going to be a super-long exposure, I braced my arm against the window ledge, exhaled, and then used the 2-sec delay to minimize the resulting vibrations from my button-press.)

When I got home I darkened the kettlebell pic a bit using Picasa's Shadow feature but I still wasn't happy with it. I tried a few more effects before deciding on the Glow feature to give it a slightly softer look. I'm still not happy with the end result because of the noise (it's really pronounced in the full size image). But when I tried the de-speckle filter in GIMP, I just didn't like the final version.

So here is the semi-final version for now until my GIMP techniques become more sophisticated and I can clean up the noise to my liking. You can see the original uncropped shot for comparison as well as Brown's pics from the actual workout at Smoke Out.

My very first gym portrait

 
Have you ever watched The Ultimate Fighter? If you have, then you've seen all the portraits of the big name UFC fighters adorning the walls of their training facility. I love those portraits, but I almost never shoot portraits myself.

Maybe it's because I'm uncomfortable making that connection with the subject through the camera lens. I don't like staring at people and I like being stared at even less. Shooting portraits pushes me outside of my comfort zone. I much prefer to snap a picture when the person is in their own little bubble, completely unaware of me.

But today I got a little wild and crazy. Maybe it was a leftover adrenaline rush from just finishing Fight Gone Bad. Or maybe it was a subconscious nod to the out-frickin'-standing building-sized promo portrait of Michael Bisping that I passed in Times Square every day last week. Who knows? But after the Fight Gone Bad workout, I saw Dan C. reclining against the wall drinking water from a gallon milk jug. He had just finished the WOD and was a little disappointed with his score (although, between you and me, it was a very very good score. I would kill to get that score, but I digress...) He was sitting on the blue mats leaning against the red ones looking pretty dejected and -best of all- there was no clutter around him. I couldn't resist. I asked him if I could take his picture and he said yes so I snapped a couple of shots while he sat there guzzling water.

My favorite one is the one above. It's the most natural and relaxed shot of them all. My one complaint is that I didn't center the picture very well. I made the mistake of using the lens to get up-close and personal when I should have pulled back a little bit and left room for cropping. With so many pixels, I could have taken the shot much farther back and then cropped in tight without losing too much resolution. Since I started in too close, I had no room to maneuver and, unfortunately, just buzzed the top of his head.

Ah, well..... Live and learn! Next time I won't come in so tight.

For more shots from our Fight Gone Bad fundraiser, check out FGBIII.

A day in NYC

 
I'd like to give a special shout out to the fine people of CrossFit New York who opened their Black Box to me today, and especially to Allison, Keith, and Chad for their hospitality. Allison, it was great getting to know you and talk blog-shop; hopefully I can squeeze one more WOD in before I return home on Friday. You've got a great gym there. Chad, the pig roast was superb; I'm so glad you told us about it! Keith, it was very nice putting a face to the name; I'm so glad we could meet. Good luck with your endeavors, and be sure to look me up on your way to Swoope!

A few more pics from my day with CrossFit New York here.

A little bit of history....

 
Apologies to my readers. I've been on a business trip for the past week and haven't had a chance to get into a gym which means I don't have any gym pics to post here. But I did get to wear an EOD bomb suit the other day which reminded me of how I got hooked on CrossFit. Join me for a stroll down memory lane while I explain:

I'd been doing CrossFit off and on for about 5 years out of my house but never really committed myself to it. One day, I had the good fortune to meet two studs from Navy EOD while in Florida. I overheard these guys talking about CrossFit and I, thrilled to find some workout partners, mentioned I did it too. They invited me to join them the next morning for a PT session and I eagerly accepted, completely unprepared for what would follow.

The next morning I boarded the Jon & Ace Pain Train. We met at a gym on post and Jon, a Level I certified CrossFitter, started us out doing some basic Olympic lifts. I was a little nervous, but not nearly as nervous as I should have been: I failed utterly and completely. Never having touched an Olympic bar before, I had no idea what I was doing. Every time I tried to lift the 45 lb bar, I would lose my balance, the bar would go clattering to the floor, and every guy in the gym would turn to glare at me. It was humiliating.

They could have rolled their eyes at each other. They could have cut the WOD short and sent me home so that I didn't waste any more of their time. I mean, they were looking for a serious workout and I was a female civilian who grossly over-estimated her abilities. But instead of blowing me off, they helped me through it, patiently showing me what to do, and deftly catching the bar when the inevitable would happen and I would fall over backwards like a turtle. They didn't give up on me and so neither did I, even though my ego was crushed.

Every morning I met them at 0-dark-thirty to join in their WODs, and every morning they smoked my ass..... and never made me feel bad about it. They cheered me on, encouraged me when I faltered, and gave me high-fives when I finished. Thank God I was too naive to be intimidated by them when we first met; if I had known better, I wouldn't have even tried to keep up with them, and I would never have gotten hooked on CrossFit. After spending a week with those guys, I went home a changed athlete. My body was sore beyond belief- I couldn't sit, I couldn't walk, and I couldn't straighten my arms all the way. But I now knew how CrossFit was meant to be done, and I've been hooked ever since.

This past week, I got to try on an EOD suit for the first time (ok, it was an Army EOD suit, but it's not like I could tell the difference.) All told, it weighed about 110 lbs, almost as much as me. It was hot, heavy, stiff, and uncomfortable. And I was reminded that it's the business suit of choice that my two friends willingly don for their country all the time. I thought they were great guys when I met them, and now that I've had a chance to see the world from inside that suit, I have even greater respect for them.

Guys... wherever you are, know that the Pain Train continues. Wish you could see me now- that 45 lb bar is nothing! Keep fighting the good fight and I'll keep you both in my thoughts.

"EOD. It's a blast."

Atlas

 

Today was a day of exploration. I followed our athletes around taking a ton of shots from all different angles, looking down on them, looking up at them, running alongside them, etc. I had no clear image in my head of what I wanted so I just took the same shot from three or four different vantage points just to see what would develop.

I thought this one of Mark was nice because it was simple, clean, and fairly symmetrical. It reminded me of Atlas. Since my vantage point was down low, much of Mark's upper body was silhouetted against the sky, making for a nice clean background. I decided to crop out the parking lot and use the filtered black & white but I might have left it in color also... I guess it was just a matter of personal preference. Here's the original for comparison:
 

There were a few other shots that were interesting as well. You can see the rest at Playing with our balls!

Back to basics

 
Our workout today was called "Back to basics" which was appropriate since the shots I took today followed a similar theme, that is, getting back to a basic technique- focus.

A while back I got a suggestion from a reader, bentzurm. He pointed out that many of my photographs were soft and that I might try using a higher ISO if it allowed me to take sharper pictures. Well, today was the first chance I got to give it a shot (no pun intended). I'll admit, I didn't follow bentzurm's suggestions exactly: I was in a rush because I knew Browns' workout wouldn't last long (less than 3 minutes!) and I didn't want to miss any opportunities. So I used the sensitivity mode on my Pentax K10D and set it to 1600 ISO- basically, the highest sensitivity setting for my camera. Unfortunately, I was in such a rush I didn't realize some of the settings were still in place from an earlier shoot I had done over the weekend around a late-night bonfire so many of the shots had very weird exposures to say the least! I was forced to use the flash a few times against my will before I realized what the heck was going on..... Nevertheless, I think the focus was better overall today than in previous WODs, so I'm encouraged.

Like I said, I didn't have much time to set up these shots at all, so the background is cluttered and many of the pictures are spur of the moment snapshots. In an attempt to crop out the most distracting stuff, I cropped it wide and thin, almost like a widescreen perspective. I used the filtered black & white tool (red) to emphasize his tattoos and then brought up the contrast just a tad. Love the facial expression in this one. There's another one with an even better grimace, but the exposure is too dark to make much out of it, I'm afraid. You be the judge- see the rest at Back to Basics.

In memory of 9.11.01

 

The view from my office building today, Sept 11, 2008. Normally it's of the Washington skyline. Today it was of the American flag.

Many of the buildings in and around Rosslyn, VA had draped flags from their structures in memory of 9/11. I worked in my office today thinking about all those people who lost their lives so many years ago, while working in their offices.

We will never forget.

Tinting as an alternative to black & white

 
Ok, everybody familiar with this blog knows my favorite Picasa tool is the Filtered B&W. I don't use a lot of color in my photographs by choice. First, the gym is not a particularly colorful place. Second, the things that ARE colorful (mats, flags, and medicine balls) have already been featured in my blog. Time for something new. Enter Picasa's Tint feature.

I've used the tint feature before, but never with the Color Preservation slider. In the case of the picture above, I wanted to go for a different effect from the other pics I recently posted. I had already posted a black & white shot of Treefrog doing the Warriors Never Die workout. And the other day I posted a full color shot of her. Today, I'm going middle of the road. I decided to keep a little color, but only just enough to add a few accent notes to the photograph. So I slid the color preservation slider about halfway from the starting point until just her athletic top, mats, and dynamax ball had some tint to them, but everything else was bland. Then I selected the white filter to give it a black and white feel.

This effect is often used to give pictures an "old photograph" look, but I thought I'd try to use it to underscore the feeling of old-fashioned sweat and toil. Treefrog is exhausted. She's half-way through a beast of a workout and, if I recall my own experience doing this WOD, this is where the world starts to shrink and lose all detail in your mind. So I thought I'd try to mimic that with the coloring. Not sure I achieved it, but it's a different look than I usually produce, so it's kinda neat.

Here's the original for comparison:
 

Red!

 
This is the second photograph in a set of 3 that I'm featuring from the Warriors Never Die workout. Treefrog was doing knees-to-elbows on the rings and she happened to be wearing a red athletic top which perfectly matched the bright red mats along the wall. The fact that she is in a near fetal position suspended in the air against a red backdrop almost reminds me of a baby in the womb.

Normally I don't like to leave my photographs in color, but in this case, the vivid color IS the photograph. I removed some distracting white PVC pipes using GIMP's clone tool, and tweaked the levels just a tad to give her skin some more color. I have heard that some cameras do not photograph well when the picture is predominantly one color, but in this case, it didn't seem to be a problem.

For more pics from this workout, visit Warriors Never Die

The meaning behind the whiteboard

 
Everybody in the CrossFit community knows about the whiteboard. Once you start your workout, the whiteboard contains your sole purpose for being alive. It dictates your every action. You are a voluntary slave to it, and it is an unforgiving task master.

So a CrossFitter can generally appreciate a picture like this one because we all know what it's like to crank out those reps in the shadow of the whiteboard. But this picture is slightly different: Treefrog knew the warrior this workout was named for. He was a friend of Brown's and he gave his life for his country.

So even though "Warriors Never Die" was one of the hardest workouts I've ever done, and it took the better part of an hour, and I barely had enough strength to lift my camera to take this picture, I'm so glad I did. Because it wasn't until after I snapped the shot and viewed it in the LCD that I realized how much more there was to this photograph than is apparent to the casual observer. This isn't just a picture of an athlete doing a workout in honor of a Hero; this is a picture of an athlete doing a workout in honor a friend.