Whirling Dervishes

For those of you who don't know what whirling dervishes are here's the definition.
Dervish: something that whirls
Whirling: what dervishes do
It possible to get better definitions, but these are more suited to the tale that is about to unfold.
This early afternoon at Crossfit Omaha, a group of set forth to strengthen their bodies and minds in a workout of historic proportions. This is nothing out of the ordinary, but what happened next set the workout apart from others.
The first movement of the day was push press, a straight forward motion familiar to all battle hardened Crossfit warriors. The goal was to warm up and approach a two rep max. As the weights grew and muscles strained, bodies were pushed to the limit. In doing so, as is often the case, a limit is found and the lift is unsuccessful. During one of these failed attempts, I dropped the weight from overhead expecting it to come crashing into the ground as usual. Instead the weight fell and on side landed on the edge of green bumper plate. The bar, heavily laden with weight, jumped back at me with great velocity and intent to kill or maim. However, due to me cat like reflexes and ninja like agility, I was about to jump over the knee wrecking obstacle and land safely out of it's path. Furious with its failure to cripple me, the increased speed and sought another victim. As it approached the sound barrier, the bar came hurtling toward Angela. Seeing that the only way to appease the now enraged bar was through destruction, a bucket of chalk, in an action of self sacrifice, stepped up and took the blow that would have otherwise been dealt to Angela. Unfortunately, as the bucket was battered, chalk was strewn about the gym, most of which landed on Angela. But as the chalk settled, the spinning bar came to a rest, and all the Crossfit warriors were left shaken, unharmed, and able to face another day.

Today I met and worked with Bryce, who used to be a strength coach with Ricky and Joe and UNO. We warmed up with the same weight, but somehow he slipped ahead of me (by a few 50 pounds or so) in the work sets. He will be a tough competitor at the qualifier.
Push press: 155-160-165-165(F on 2, see story above)-165
DL: 200-225-250-265-285-308
The DL are rough estimates, but I was happy with 308, and didn't notice my back pain as much during the lift (but it's killing me now).

2 Min of DU ~100 (52 in a row)
50 K2E
8:21 (ouch)
Last night was not a good night regarding diet and the like. Definitely not conducive to a metcon.