So I logged in this morning and found the blog written by one of the girls in a Running Moms group I am a member of on Face Book that talks about how every person's journey is their own, and should not be compared to another person's journey.
I was very moved by her post this morning because this is one of the very things I have been struggling with and even had a long chat with one of our CrossFit Apx coaches about last night. He mentioned to me that the other night's WOD, I should probably have scaled more. I scaled the knees-to-elbows, and the inverted burpees, and I reduced the weight that was prescribed, 75#, to 70#. Other than that, I did the rest of the WOD as prescribed which is why it took me so darn long to complete it.
Here's what I was talking to Dan about last night. I'm still struggling so much with my journey, but desperately want to be capable of completing the WODs as they are written. Sometimes I try to do more than I probably should. Last week, two different times, one of the coaches approached me with a board that had the scaled workout for me written on it. When Tyler approached me, it hurt my pride a bit. I felt like it was even further confirmation that I'm not capable. Dan told me I need to ask the coaches if I'm not sure how to scale, which is probably true, but I still feel like such a burden. Why is it so hard for me to get this?
There are also all the other underlying, oh so fun tapes that play in my head. I've always leaned on my intelligence because I really have truly felt that was all I had going for me. Walking into a situation where I don't even have that to lean on in incredibly frustrating and intimidating. I hate feeling inadequate and stupid even more than I hate being fat. That is one of the many reasons that at age 37 I am still morbidly obese. Admitting that I don't know how to make good decisions about food and probably need some intensive therapy to figure out why I'm afraid of the very thing that will help me see the results I want, food. No one should be afraid of food, but I am. My ignorance about food and exercise and how the body works in that way is so overwhelming that tacking such a huge unknown is difficult for me. I have tackled far bigger obstacles in my life. I have planned a memorial service for my own child. I was the 2nd person on either side of my family to complete college. I picked up and moved 500 miles from everything I have ever known 5 days after graduating from college because I knew where I wanted to live and it seemed logical. I have done a lot of things, and can speak intelligently on most topics including sports, politics, foreign policy, my Christian faith, parenting and the like. Why is this one so damn hard for me? How hard is it to understand the inner workings of one's body, how to feed yourself for fuel and not indulgence, and how to work hard enough to burn the calories necessary to see the results you want to see in your body? It probably isn't that hard for most people, but for me, it seems like an overwhelming and frightening task that I just haven't found the courage to tackle.
The point is, my journey is my own. I can't go to the box and compare what I am capable of doing to the other people there. Maybe they have been coming to work out there for 6 months to a year. Maybe they have never struggled with their weight and don't realize how hard it is for someone my size to get up off the floor and do get-ups to burpees or get-ups to bronco kicks. I guess the only fair way to say it is, I have no idea what it feels like to never question what your body is capable of and be able to get up and down without pain, discomfort, or looking like an 85 year old when your 37. I can't expect them to understand what it's like to fight this battle from my perspective either. The only person on the planet who knows what it is like to do that, is me. So I need to understand and embrace the fact that my journey is my own and go from there. Comparing myself and my journey to others isn't going to do anything but frustrate me more.
Thank you, Hope, for pointing that out this morning. I think I really needed to hear it! Please check out Hope's blog at http://sportymom.me/ She's a rock-star and an amazing woman.
Friday, October 12, 2012
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Holy Moses...another PR!!!
So this week we are working on our max lifts. Today we were working on max Dead lifts. I started with my normal amount I dead lift in a WOD when I am doing it repeatedly, 40#. Well, I got the learner bar up to 110# and Pete and Andrea told me it was too easy for me and I had maxed out the bar, so I needed to move to the big bar. Now, I'm TERRIFIED of the big bar. I've only ever used it once, to do my back squats the other night, and then I was right back to the learner bar. So I jumped in with the 2 girls next to me who already had 165 on the bar, and did it pretty easily. We kept creeping up, till we put 195 on the bar. I didn't think for a second I'd be able to do it, especially after my hero, Shaade was unable to lift it. I decided to give it one shot, and I did it!!!! I dead lifted 195 pounds!!! I couldn't believe it, and I couldn't be more proud of myself.
Now it was time for the WOD. I took one look at it and said, "This WOD is brought to you by the things Krista just can't do yet." Which was 100% true. Makes for a really, REALLY slow workout.
The workout looked like this: 3 rounds for time (took me 24:50)
10 get-ups to burpees
15 back squats (rx was 75#, I did 70#)
15 knees to elbows (still can't do these, just hung on the bar and lifted my knees as far as I could)
10 inverted burpees (which I can't do the wall handstand yet, so I just did the get up to the bronco kicks)
**2 minute rest**
6 minute run I did 500 meters
Re-did my measurements tonight, last time I measured myself was on September 11, almost exactly 1 month ago. My waist, hips and thigh are exactly the same measurement, but I have lost 2-1/2 inches in my bust. YAY!!!! progress is progress, and I'll take it.
So, here's the crux of my problem at this point. As you can tell, while I'm still having struggles with the workouts, I'm finishing them. I am getting far stronger. I am capable of completing more and more. On the working out side of things, everything is GREAT!!! The problem is, my eating. I swear I need a damn babysitter to make me eat the right stuff at the right time. Today is a good example of my issue. I got coffee on the way to work, a large, with cream and sugar. The next thing I had to eat or drink was 3 Twizzlers before I went to work out at 5:30, followed by a bowl of cereal when I got home from my workout. This is why I am not seeing the results that I want to see even though I'm busting my butt at the box. I haven't been hungry ALL DAY. I don't even know what to say about this. When I realized tonight that this is all I have eaten today, this is an obvious issue, and one I need to fix. But I'm at a loss. If I can get this part under control, I have no doubt I'll start seeing the results I want/need to see to stay motivated.
I'm at a loss right now.
Krista
Now it was time for the WOD. I took one look at it and said, "This WOD is brought to you by the things Krista just can't do yet." Which was 100% true. Makes for a really, REALLY slow workout.
The workout looked like this: 3 rounds for time (took me 24:50)
10 get-ups to burpees
15 back squats (rx was 75#, I did 70#)
15 knees to elbows (still can't do these, just hung on the bar and lifted my knees as far as I could)
10 inverted burpees (which I can't do the wall handstand yet, so I just did the get up to the bronco kicks)
**2 minute rest**
6 minute run I did 500 meters
Re-did my measurements tonight, last time I measured myself was on September 11, almost exactly 1 month ago. My waist, hips and thigh are exactly the same measurement, but I have lost 2-1/2 inches in my bust. YAY!!!! progress is progress, and I'll take it.
So, here's the crux of my problem at this point. As you can tell, while I'm still having struggles with the workouts, I'm finishing them. I am getting far stronger. I am capable of completing more and more. On the working out side of things, everything is GREAT!!! The problem is, my eating. I swear I need a damn babysitter to make me eat the right stuff at the right time. Today is a good example of my issue. I got coffee on the way to work, a large, with cream and sugar. The next thing I had to eat or drink was 3 Twizzlers before I went to work out at 5:30, followed by a bowl of cereal when I got home from my workout. This is why I am not seeing the results that I want to see even though I'm busting my butt at the box. I haven't been hungry ALL DAY. I don't even know what to say about this. When I realized tonight that this is all I have eaten today, this is an obvious issue, and one I need to fix. But I'm at a loss. If I can get this part under control, I have no doubt I'll start seeing the results I want/need to see to stay motivated.
I'm at a loss right now.
Krista
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
I reached a personal best!
Dedication is showing up to work out when it is 48* outside, and pretty much no heat in the building. I say this because our normal 5:30 class is jam packed, we have to share equipment, pair up, and half of us have to start the WOD in the middle so we aren't using the same equipment at the same time. yesterday? Not an issue at all. There were 8 of us there, and we could choose between 2 different WODs. 4 of us did each.
When I got there I was feeling a bit better and knew that the workout would make me feel better but I had no idea how much better.
Observation #1--doing pull-ups, knees to Elbows or anything that requires hanging from the bar, when it is cold...SUX!!! I must get gloves, and soon, because just hanging there hurt.
This week at the box we are working on strength skills and finding our max. Yesterday we did back squats. It was the first time I have ever done back squats, so I was scared to death. Add to that that Tyler said I could share with Shaade and Megan, both amazing and far stronger than I am, and I was a bit freaked out. First of all, we were using the heavy bar (45#) and I always use the 20# (learner) bar. Then they added a 10# plate to each side so we were starting at 65# for back squats. I was scared to death, but I pulled it off. 5 back squats at 65#. That felt good, and, I don't know, empowering? Next round was 4 back squats, another 10# plate on each side, so that was 85#, and I did it. Now for 3 back squats, add another plate to each side, now 105#.....and I did it. Add some more weight, this time 5# to each side, so 2 back squats at 115#, and I did those too. Now, we were down to 1 final back squat, and Shaade took off the 5# plates she had added the round before and replaced them with 10# plates, 125#. Could I do a back squat at 125#? Surely not.....but I did. and it didn't hurt, it felt freaking great!!!
Now it's time for the WOD. There were 2 to choose from, both the same concept, just different focus. I did WOD 1 which was as follows:
10 Power Cleans (rx was 75#, I did 65#)--1 Push Press (65#)
9 Power Cleans (65#)--2 Push Press (65#)
8 Power Cleans (55# from here on)--3 Push Press
7 Power Cleans--4 Push press
6 Power Cleans--5 Push press
5 Power Cleans--6 Push Press
4 Power Cleans--7 Push Press
3 Power Cleans--8 Push press
2 Power Cleans--9 Push Press
1 Power Clean--10 Push Press
I finished in 11:29. That was tough, and still today, I feel like my shoulders are going to shred at any moment. It was brutal but good. I wish I had had time for the 2nd WOD, which would have been fun too:
10 Wall Ball Shots--1 Wall Ball Sit Up
9 Wall Ball Shots--2 Wall Ball Sit Ups
8 Wall Ball Shots--3 Wall Ball Sit Ups
so on and so forth until:
1 Wall Ball Shot--10 wall ball sit-ups
It felt so good to go work out, even though at first I didn't want to go. I found a new personal best. I didn't finish dead last for the first time in a LONG time, and I got the opportunity to cheer on some of my favorite people who always cheer me on. It is nice to get to return the favor. It feels good to be able to give back to those people what they always give to me.
There won't be a WOD tonight, it's my running day. I'll be heading out at 9:00 with my next door neighbor for a run at 9:00. My goal tonight is to maintain a consistent interval. I am running in my neighborhood, so it'll be run to the next drive way, walk to the next drive way. Run to the next, walk to the next. I'm wondering if by doing this consistently from the beginning I can maintain a more steady pace and maybe make it further than I did last week. I'll post once I'm done.
Biscuit.
When I got there I was feeling a bit better and knew that the workout would make me feel better but I had no idea how much better.
Observation #1--doing pull-ups, knees to Elbows or anything that requires hanging from the bar, when it is cold...SUX!!! I must get gloves, and soon, because just hanging there hurt.
This week at the box we are working on strength skills and finding our max. Yesterday we did back squats. It was the first time I have ever done back squats, so I was scared to death. Add to that that Tyler said I could share with Shaade and Megan, both amazing and far stronger than I am, and I was a bit freaked out. First of all, we were using the heavy bar (45#) and I always use the 20# (learner) bar. Then they added a 10# plate to each side so we were starting at 65# for back squats. I was scared to death, but I pulled it off. 5 back squats at 65#. That felt good, and, I don't know, empowering? Next round was 4 back squats, another 10# plate on each side, so that was 85#, and I did it. Now for 3 back squats, add another plate to each side, now 105#.....and I did it. Add some more weight, this time 5# to each side, so 2 back squats at 115#, and I did those too. Now, we were down to 1 final back squat, and Shaade took off the 5# plates she had added the round before and replaced them with 10# plates, 125#. Could I do a back squat at 125#? Surely not.....but I did. and it didn't hurt, it felt freaking great!!!
Now it's time for the WOD. There were 2 to choose from, both the same concept, just different focus. I did WOD 1 which was as follows:
10 Power Cleans (rx was 75#, I did 65#)--1 Push Press (65#)
9 Power Cleans (65#)--2 Push Press (65#)
8 Power Cleans (55# from here on)--3 Push Press
7 Power Cleans--4 Push press
6 Power Cleans--5 Push press
5 Power Cleans--6 Push Press
4 Power Cleans--7 Push Press
3 Power Cleans--8 Push press
2 Power Cleans--9 Push Press
1 Power Clean--10 Push Press
I finished in 11:29. That was tough, and still today, I feel like my shoulders are going to shred at any moment. It was brutal but good. I wish I had had time for the 2nd WOD, which would have been fun too:
10 Wall Ball Shots--1 Wall Ball Sit Up
9 Wall Ball Shots--2 Wall Ball Sit Ups
8 Wall Ball Shots--3 Wall Ball Sit Ups
so on and so forth until:
1 Wall Ball Shot--10 wall ball sit-ups
It felt so good to go work out, even though at first I didn't want to go. I found a new personal best. I didn't finish dead last for the first time in a LONG time, and I got the opportunity to cheer on some of my favorite people who always cheer me on. It is nice to get to return the favor. It feels good to be able to give back to those people what they always give to me.
There won't be a WOD tonight, it's my running day. I'll be heading out at 9:00 with my next door neighbor for a run at 9:00. My goal tonight is to maintain a consistent interval. I am running in my neighborhood, so it'll be run to the next drive way, walk to the next drive way. Run to the next, walk to the next. I'm wondering if by doing this consistently from the beginning I can maintain a more steady pace and maybe make it further than I did last week. I'll post once I'm done.
Biscuit.
Monday, October 8, 2012
Perspective
It is all about perspective I guess.
I woke up this morning, late, and feeling hung over, though I doubt 3 beers on Saturday night translate to a Monday morning hang-over. I'm sore, my ears are stopped up, and I just wanted to stay in bed on this dreary, gray, cold day. I laid there in bed rationalizing that I could miss today's workout, "no big deal". After all, I was late waking up, no time to shave my legs, my stuff isn't packed for the workout, what would it hurt to miss it? But then I got up and moving and convinced myself to pack my workout clothes anyway.
I got to work, sauntered in, wishing I didn't have to be here. The parking lot was empty this morning, thanks to it being Columbus day, fall break, and cold and dreary, there are NO students here today. I even posted on Facebook how I didn't really want to work out, it was one of THOSE days where I'd go anyway, even though I didn't want to. Then one of my amazing CrossFit Apex friends posted and told me to look at it from a different point of view. I don't HAVE to work out today, but I GET to work out today. Which led me to a bit of a guilty feeling about the fact that I CAN workout, and so many people CAN'T.
There are thousands of people in this country who can't work out for one reason or another, they are limited physically, or mentally, but either way, they just aren't able to get in a workout. I CAN. I have an amazing husband who will be home with our daughter after dance class for 2 hours before I get home. I have an awesome mom who will be taking the other 2 to swim team, and they'll get home about 10-15 minutes before I do probably. I have a supportive sister who will help chauffeur my 6 year old from school to dance class. No one is mad at me for going to work out, they are all proud of me for taking the time to make myself healthier. So who am I to complain about going to work out, when there are a ton of people with less supportive families and friends than I have?
So, it's all about perspective. Do I necessarily WANT to go workout today? No. But I CAN go workout today, and I WILL go workout today. I will do it in the cold, and I won't push any less than if I was 100% in the mood for the workout. I owe it to my supportive friends and family to make the best of every opportunity to work out. I owe it to my kids to be the best role model possible. I owe it to myself to find my full potential as a woman. I want to know just how much this body can do, and right now, it is hand-cuffed with years of fat and sedentary lifestyle. So, I'll go, and I'll push, and I'll bust my ass, because in all seriousness, that's how I will know what I am really made of.
So, to CrossFit I go tonight....and I'll post about it tonight once I get home.
Biscuit
I woke up this morning, late, and feeling hung over, though I doubt 3 beers on Saturday night translate to a Monday morning hang-over. I'm sore, my ears are stopped up, and I just wanted to stay in bed on this dreary, gray, cold day. I laid there in bed rationalizing that I could miss today's workout, "no big deal". After all, I was late waking up, no time to shave my legs, my stuff isn't packed for the workout, what would it hurt to miss it? But then I got up and moving and convinced myself to pack my workout clothes anyway.
I got to work, sauntered in, wishing I didn't have to be here. The parking lot was empty this morning, thanks to it being Columbus day, fall break, and cold and dreary, there are NO students here today. I even posted on Facebook how I didn't really want to work out, it was one of THOSE days where I'd go anyway, even though I didn't want to. Then one of my amazing CrossFit Apex friends posted and told me to look at it from a different point of view. I don't HAVE to work out today, but I GET to work out today. Which led me to a bit of a guilty feeling about the fact that I CAN workout, and so many people CAN'T.
There are thousands of people in this country who can't work out for one reason or another, they are limited physically, or mentally, but either way, they just aren't able to get in a workout. I CAN. I have an amazing husband who will be home with our daughter after dance class for 2 hours before I get home. I have an awesome mom who will be taking the other 2 to swim team, and they'll get home about 10-15 minutes before I do probably. I have a supportive sister who will help chauffeur my 6 year old from school to dance class. No one is mad at me for going to work out, they are all proud of me for taking the time to make myself healthier. So who am I to complain about going to work out, when there are a ton of people with less supportive families and friends than I have?
So, it's all about perspective. Do I necessarily WANT to go workout today? No. But I CAN go workout today, and I WILL go workout today. I will do it in the cold, and I won't push any less than if I was 100% in the mood for the workout. I owe it to my supportive friends and family to make the best of every opportunity to work out. I owe it to my kids to be the best role model possible. I owe it to myself to find my full potential as a woman. I want to know just how much this body can do, and right now, it is hand-cuffed with years of fat and sedentary lifestyle. So, I'll go, and I'll push, and I'll bust my ass, because in all seriousness, that's how I will know what I am really made of.
So, to CrossFit I go tonight....and I'll post about it tonight once I get home.
Biscuit
Friday, October 5, 2012
Don't EVER give up!
Sitting here eating my favorite after workout breakfast, scrambled eggs with salsa.
Today's workout SUCKED, but was awesome at the same time. How is that even possible? I ask myself that every single day. How is it possible that sucks so bad can feel good.
Warm up:
100 meter run
10 push-ups
10 air squats
Workout--This is MY varied workout, not what was prescribed
30 walking lunges carrying a 10# plate
50 box jumps using 12" box (not to everyone out there, doing these with your feed wider apart makes it easier, a new discovery for me today. Thanks Karen! You rock for pointing this out!)
20 Sumo high-pulls with 40#
20 kettle bell swings with 26# kettle bell
20 power cleans with 40#
20 burpees--I had to use the 12" box to modify these because I was so shot after the box jumps
20 push presses
10 hand-stand push-ups, which I did with my knees on a 20" box because I can't do real ones yet
Now, let me say, not eating before the workout, BAD IDEA!!! Not having a water bottle with me, Even WORSE idea.
By the time I finished my 50 box jumps and 10 sumo high pulls, Tyler came over with a small white board with reduced numbers of each of the exercises above. I was feeling pretty overwhelmed already by the box jumps (I've never done 50 in a WOD before let alone all at one time) and the scaled WOD was, I don't know, embarrassing? I did the next 10 Sumo high pulls and felt myself starting to wobble. I was woozy, hot and light-headed. I went and got a small drink of water and sat down on the bench. I decided I couldn't allow myself to quit, and walked back over to where I was working out. I sat down on my box, I pulled my shirt up over my face and cried. I cried because I didn't want to quit, but thought I was going to have to. My pride hurt worse than anything else. I was failing, and I wasn't going to be able to finish even the scaled workout. When I opened my eyes, Tyler was sitting there asking me what hurt. He gave me a little pep-talk and talked about how hard I was working. He told me that there were going to be good and bad days. I wouldn't be able to have perfect workouts every day. After I heard him out, my head had stopped spinning, and I went to try to finish my workout. I did my 20 kettle bell swings in chunks, 10, then 6, then 4, then 2. I did my power cleans in 2 groups of 10. When it came time to do my burpees I knew I was going to have to do the modified version with the box. I had to do them 1 or 2 at a time, but I got through them. I did my 20 push-presses without stopping. When it came time to do my push-ups with my knees on the box. I got up on the box, but then couldn't figure out how to get my hands on the floor without falling off the box. I did my hand stand push-ups without stopping. I finished my workout in 23:48 I think, but I did finish it. More importantly, I finished it strong. I never gave up. And we can't give up. Those of us who are on this journey to lose this much weight can never give up trying. If we give up, the fat wins. We have to continue to fight. Sometimes it is fun, and we have huge accomplishments to show for it, but other times, it is incredibly difficult and giving up seems like the logical next step. Giving up is never logical. Keep fighting, and I have to believe, some day, we will see the results that we are longing for.
Princess Biscuit
Today's workout SUCKED, but was awesome at the same time. How is that even possible? I ask myself that every single day. How is it possible that sucks so bad can feel good.
Warm up:
100 meter run
10 push-ups
10 air squats
Workout--This is MY varied workout, not what was prescribed
30 walking lunges carrying a 10# plate
50 box jumps using 12" box (not to everyone out there, doing these with your feed wider apart makes it easier, a new discovery for me today. Thanks Karen! You rock for pointing this out!)
20 Sumo high-pulls with 40#
20 kettle bell swings with 26# kettle bell
20 power cleans with 40#
20 burpees--I had to use the 12" box to modify these because I was so shot after the box jumps
20 push presses
10 hand-stand push-ups, which I did with my knees on a 20" box because I can't do real ones yet
Now, let me say, not eating before the workout, BAD IDEA!!! Not having a water bottle with me, Even WORSE idea.
By the time I finished my 50 box jumps and 10 sumo high pulls, Tyler came over with a small white board with reduced numbers of each of the exercises above. I was feeling pretty overwhelmed already by the box jumps (I've never done 50 in a WOD before let alone all at one time) and the scaled WOD was, I don't know, embarrassing? I did the next 10 Sumo high pulls and felt myself starting to wobble. I was woozy, hot and light-headed. I went and got a small drink of water and sat down on the bench. I decided I couldn't allow myself to quit, and walked back over to where I was working out. I sat down on my box, I pulled my shirt up over my face and cried. I cried because I didn't want to quit, but thought I was going to have to. My pride hurt worse than anything else. I was failing, and I wasn't going to be able to finish even the scaled workout. When I opened my eyes, Tyler was sitting there asking me what hurt. He gave me a little pep-talk and talked about how hard I was working. He told me that there were going to be good and bad days. I wouldn't be able to have perfect workouts every day. After I heard him out, my head had stopped spinning, and I went to try to finish my workout. I did my 20 kettle bell swings in chunks, 10, then 6, then 4, then 2. I did my power cleans in 2 groups of 10. When it came time to do my burpees I knew I was going to have to do the modified version with the box. I had to do them 1 or 2 at a time, but I got through them. I did my 20 push-presses without stopping. When it came time to do my push-ups with my knees on the box. I got up on the box, but then couldn't figure out how to get my hands on the floor without falling off the box. I did my hand stand push-ups without stopping. I finished my workout in 23:48 I think, but I did finish it. More importantly, I finished it strong. I never gave up. And we can't give up. Those of us who are on this journey to lose this much weight can never give up trying. If we give up, the fat wins. We have to continue to fight. Sometimes it is fun, and we have huge accomplishments to show for it, but other times, it is incredibly difficult and giving up seems like the logical next step. Giving up is never logical. Keep fighting, and I have to believe, some day, we will see the results that we are longing for.
Princess Biscuit
Thursday, October 4, 2012
The Sissy Test
My day off today wouldn't have been complete without a workout. So, after I dropped the kids off to school, Ella and I headed to the box. Got warmed up and stretched and then Tyler told us that we were going to do the Sissy Test today. I pretty much know that I am a sissy, so volunteered to take that as fact and skip straight to Tabata training. Tyler, who is AMAZING said, "nope, you're going to have to prove it."
So here is my modified version of the "Sissy Test"
800 meter run
15 pull ups
1 crucifix push up (on my knees)
13 pull ups
3 crucifix push up
11 pull ups
5 crucifix push ups
9 pull ups
7 crucifix push ups
7 pull ups
9 crucifix push ups
5 pull ups
11 crucifix push ups
3 pull ups
13 crucifix push ups
1 pull up
15 crucifix push ups
800 meter run
Took me 32:48 to complete it.
Tabata training today was 20 seconds on, 10 second break, 20 seconds on 10 second break. The 2 movements we did were dead lifts and squat jumps. I used 40 pounds for my deadlifts. Feels awesome to have completed that, and now, at 9:00 tonight, have a date with the neighbor to run for 30 minutes.
Rockin' out the workouts.
Krista
So here is my modified version of the "Sissy Test"
800 meter run
15 pull ups
1 crucifix push up (on my knees)
13 pull ups
3 crucifix push up
11 pull ups
5 crucifix push ups
9 pull ups
7 crucifix push ups
7 pull ups
9 crucifix push ups
5 pull ups
11 crucifix push ups
3 pull ups
13 crucifix push ups
1 pull up
15 crucifix push ups
800 meter run
Took me 32:48 to complete it.
Tabata training today was 20 seconds on, 10 second break, 20 seconds on 10 second break. The 2 movements we did were dead lifts and squat jumps. I used 40 pounds for my deadlifts. Feels awesome to have completed that, and now, at 9:00 tonight, have a date with the neighbor to run for 30 minutes.
Rockin' out the workouts.
Krista
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
I did real burpees!!!!!!
OH MY GOODNESS, today has been an AMAZING day!!!
First, God answered the prayers of many for one of my best friends of 23 years. Then, we got good reports from Daddy's doctor that he has not had any additional mini-strokes, today was my Friday at work, and then I went to work out.
Now, for those of you who don't do CrossFit, this should give you an idea how it feels to do a CrossFit Workout:
First, God answered the prayers of many for one of my best friends of 23 years. Then, we got good reports from Daddy's doctor that he has not had any additional mini-strokes, today was my Friday at work, and then I went to work out.
Now, for those of you who don't do CrossFit, this should give you an idea how it feels to do a CrossFit Workout:
I'm pretty sure I typically resemble the guy in the yellow tank and the guy laying in the ground struggling to breathe. If you ever wonder about the exercises that I reference in my blog, you can always watch videos to show you what these exercises are supposed to look like. You can find those videos here to help understand the things that I post.
So, tonight's WODs were kinda crazy, but totally awesome for the fact that while I worked it out at a snail's pace, every one of the 3 WODs had exercises that intimidated the hell out of me and that are WAY outside of my comfort zone.
The first WOD I did was 7 minute AMRAP (as many rounds/reps as possible)
run 200 meters
7 T2B (toes to bar) I just did pull my knees as far up to my chest as possible
5 inverted burpees Fat chance, I did an air squat and a bronco kick
**I completed 1 full round of this plus another 200, & another 7 knee lifts
WOD #2, again a 7 minute AMRAP
10 bent over rows
10 burpees over bar (do a burpee and jump over the bar)
Tonight was the first night I did real burpees. No 12" box under my hands, I actually went all the way to the floor and got up. I looked more like I was 87 than 37, but I did it. I only completed 2 full rounds of this WOD, but with as slow as I was getting up and down, I'm ok with that.
WOD#3: another 7 minute AMRAP
10 box jumps (I used a 12" box)
10 air squats
20 ab-mat situps
I completed 2 full rounds of this one in 7 minutes as well. I actually did all the box jumps too, no step-up step-down like I used to have to do. The box jump is mentally intimidating for most people. If you don't have your mind right, you WILL fall, which has always been my biggest fear.
My numbers for each WOD were far lower than most everyone else at the box today. The fact of the matter is, I don't give a shit. This is a process. Sometimes I will be proud of the numbers and the times. Sometimes I will NOT be proud of the time, but I will be proud of the accomplishments I made. And sometimes, just showing up is good enough, because that is out of my comfort zone. The face it, it is a process, and one that I am becoming more and more proud of on a daily basis. It's going to take me a year or so to get where I want to be weight-wise. It will be so sweet to get there, and will be worth every time I couldn't finish a work out, every time I was able to complete a new exercise. Each little success is another brick in my wall of success. I'll get there quickly enough, in the just right amount of time.
Until next time....
Princess Biscuit
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