How Low Can You Go?
Drop it, hit it, jump it, split it
DON'T STOP GET IT IT
Holy god I wanted to stop today. So badly. So so badly. That bastard master demon Self-Doubt and his tag-team partner HissyFit were out in FULL EFFECT. I was so low during the WOD, and not in the good way. Twice, I think, I stopped for a breather and had to fight back a full-on wailing session. With tears and all. Because I wanted to stop.
But guess what--I didn't.
And now, well, I'm not low, I'm not high, but I'm definitely better than I was before we left for the gym.
Today's WOD is straight from CrossFit games--it's one of the Masters individual days. Which means that men and women 55+ are going to smoke my time and effort and get real real low (in the good way) and get it get it. As a gerontologist, I fully approve. They call this a "chipper", because you have to go dissertation-style on it and chip away. One effing exercise at a time. Bird by bird. Demon by demon.
90# DL
Jumping pull-ups
12" box jump
12kg kb (AV weight!)
100 single jumprope
Time: 17:10
BEFORE GYM: Wasn't planning to go. Skipped the 9am, and was working on work-stuff. Andy woke up and I thought DAMMIT, now I have to go. So I did. Didn't want to. No explosive ass (!). Kind of tired.
EN ROUTE: In denial. Pretended I was still sitting in front of my computer doing brain-work.
AT GYM: Shit. My goal was to be under 20 mins.
DURING WOD: I WANT TO QUIT. I'm not going to make it. I could switch to a lighter kettle bell. Only 15 more box jumps--I'm not going to let these bastards get the best of me. I can do it. NO I WANT TO QUIT. Shit, I lost count. SHIT I JUST PEED A LITTLE BIT on the box jump!! Keep going. 12 more pull-ups. 6 more pull-ups. 8 more DLs, 5 more DLs--holy shit I did the last 5 unbroken. CHAMPION!
AFTER WOD: Dead. Face as bright red as I've ever seen it. Peed like a race horse. Clean-up sucked. Slight headache on drive home. Did I mention dead? Glad I went, glad I don't have to go tomorrow. No post-WOD high.
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