The Ebbs and Flows of CrossFit

Ugh…

My comp on Saturday really brought me down.  It’s depressing to think you’re not as good as you think you are.

I was sore all day Sunday and Monday.  I had to push myself to back squat and drag myself to the box this morning.

I go through these ups and downs periodically with CrossFit.  Pushing myself so hard mentally mostly that I crash.  I’ve been getting up early, lifting in my garage, going to the box before class, lifting and training there, doing the program and the WOD every day since May.  I’ve done 3 comps in 8 weeks.  I’ve honed my diet and lost 8 pounds and am toned.  I did a bar muscle up course and now a toes to bar course.

I’m reaping the results physically but mentally it’s rough.  I fight the thought This is NOT worth it many times a day.

The Open is coming in 4 months, and I literally want to crush every workout so I can’t back down now.  But some days I want to.  And today was one of those days.exhaustion-759x1024

But I dragged myself.  I had a good WOD workout.  It wasn’t my best cause I was sore.  I PR’ed my overhead squat, which didn’t make me feel any better.  And I did it.

It wasn’t easy.

But nothing in life worth doing is ever easy.

And it’s those who persevere that come out on top.

My First Individual Comp…

I had high hopes.

And I finished in the middle of the pack.

The 3rd Annual Monster Mash Competition at CrossFit Sanitas was at a much higher level than my previous comps.

And I had to do all the work myself–totally different story than when you can play off of others’ strengths and get rests in the middle of a WOD.

Also, your weaknesses are more pronounced.

I could only power clean 125 lbs on the ladder. The winner did 155 lbs.

My rowing (another weakness) is terrible and the WOD was so short I couldn’t make it up.

I got no-repped a couple times. And 2 of my judges miscounted. That sucked. And I was in Heat 1 every time so I had the disadvantage of not being able to watch others.

I had to throw an 80 lb ball over my shoulder, and I struggled. I’ve never done that before and it was heavy and by the time I figured out the technique the 3 minute WOD was over.

Overall, I had fun. It was a learning experience. I’m exhausted. Majorly. Big difference between doing all the work yourself versus sharing the load with a partner. I’m disappointed in my performance, but I gotta give it to the other gals–they’re good.

The best part: a cool Halloween-themed tank!

Battle Scars…Of a Different Type…

I went hunting over the weekend.

It was cold and miserable. It snowed the first night and opening day was a balmy 13 degrees out. We were all bundled up the in ATV. Still, my face was frozen. My lips wouldn’t move. My feet and hands tingled.

I was the only one with a deer tag. The rest of my family only got elk tags. So we saw a doe, and I missed her twice. I just didn’t have a clear shot.

We searched for two more days and still no shot at a doe. And no elk in sight.

Finally, my chance came on Monday afternoon. Five does were grazing on a cliff near the road. We pulled over, and I grabbed my rifle. However, because of the sun and me aiming uphill it was hard for me to get a beat on one. When I did, I pulled the trigger and she dropped instantly. However, at the same time, blood started streaming down my face. The scope had hit me above the eye due to the angle I was aiming and my left-eye dominance. It sucked.

But I got bandaged up, and we hiked clear up the mountain to her. She was a couple of years old. Cute. Spine shot. Died instantly. My kids and family were all excited. I was too. But my eye hurt and all I could think was “Great, I’ll have a scar there now.”

It’s been a couple of days and the cut is straight and not as bad as I thought. Only time will tell. My eye is still swollen. And the cut is screaming red…

I hesitate to write this because I just applied for a position as a RepFitness representative, and they may not pick me because I have battle scars. But scars tell stories. And mine put meat on the table. It’s part of who I am. And pictures convey the person beneath more than the outer surface.

It was a fun trip. A lot of work, hunting animals and braving the cold. But deer tastes delicious, and it’s been a couple of years since we’ve been blessed with one. All natural. All me.

Something to be proud of. And a scar to boot.

Working Out Alone…

My boss left me a message about work.

I need to clear my mind. I need to work out. Alone.

So I change clothes, grab my gear bag, and drive the five minutes to my box. It’s the middle of the day, so I know no one will be there.

I unlock the door, open up a garage door, plug in my phone, and rev the music.

I already know what I’m going to do. I’ve had this workout picked out for just such an occasion. It’s the hero workout Yeti.  It was named after Mark Thomas Urban who died during a jump in 2013.

It has what I need to work on in it (pull ups & muscle ups) and a long run in the middle–perfect for stress relief & thinking.

I get to work. Pull ups take less than two minutes. First round of muscle ups three minutes I need to work on stringing them together but today it was one at a time.

I just wanted to get to the run. It was a beautiful, autumn day out. Sun shining. A bit of cloud cover. Birds in the fields. Perfect.

After the run I had to do it all over again. No part of me wanted to do the muscle ups. It was me against myself. I did them. I had to.

I finished, closed up the gym, and went home and rolled out.

I thought about how the size of my thighs have increased in the last six months. I thought about my diet and how I’ve trimmed the fat to the point my abs might begin to show soon. I thought about how I just did 20 bar muscle ups in quick succession–a feat impossible one month ago.

I thought about how insane I appear to other people–choosing a challenging workout when I’m sore from a rough week already, desperately need a rest day, and do it anyways.  I thought about how I crave what CrossFit does for me every day of my life and how did I live before.  I count my blessings.  I know God’s with me.

What I didn’t think about was my job or my boss or any other stress factor.

Goal accomplished. All by myself.

I can do it.

And so can you.

Finally! I Feel Good!

This was a good week in CrossFit.

I strung together multiple bar muscle-ups.  I nailed my kipping chest-to-bar pull-ups and strung together two of those.  I PR’d Fight Gone Bad by 30 reps.  My strength program is progressing nicely.

AND….

I feel good.  My aches and pains are almost eliminated.  I feel like I’m over the injury hump.  I’ve got my nutrition dialed in (I’ve lost 5 lbs and toned up).good-life-quotes-3

It makes a real difference if you feel like you’re progressing towards your goals.  It makes life much more enjoyable.

I’m looking forward to the Open.  I’m getting stronger day-by-day.  My skills are coming along.  My conditioning is still stellar.

Have I mentioned how much I love CrossFit?

I Strung Together Two Bar Muscle-ups Today!!

I’m so excited!!!

I love it when you accomplish a goal in CrossFit.  It’s the best feeling ever!2016 Open Standards

Like first pull-ups, rope climb, double under, bar muscle-up, etc.

I’ve been trying for a few weeks now to link bar muscle-ups, doing drills off of WodPrep.com‘s suggestions such as starting at the top of a bar muscle up and just practicing.

Today I did two in a row!

It was ugly and sloppy and I definitely “muscled it up”.  But I was so happy!

Goal accomplished…

Now, it’s just getting better technique and more and more…

God, do I LOVE CrossFit….