After spending two days depressed due to my inability to walk/run/crosstrain for my marathon training, I realized I can still get up off my ass and be active. I can always do some upper body and core work. So I dragged myself to the gym on Thursday. It took a LONG time to find momentum since an object at rest really truly wants to stay at rest. Newton sure knew what he was talking about.
The Purple-Welcome-Palace (Planet Fitness) doesn’t have a lot of free weights, but they had what I needed to do what I needed! I did break one of the rules… “no supersets”… ooooooops. haha. I worked bis and tris after I carefully warmed up with 10 minutes on the elliptical.
Superset #1: 4 sets of 6
Close Grip Bench (used smith machine) – 70#
Straight Bar Curls – 40#
Superset #2: 4 sets of 10
Hammer Curls – 15# DBs
SkullCrushers – 25#
Superset #3: 4 sets of 10
Cable bicep curls – 40#
Cable tricep pressdown – 50#
You didn’t even have to pay for tickets to this gun show 😉 I felt like my arms were going to bust! haha. Then I did a 400 rep count core workout that I cannot remember to save my life. It sure did it’s job though. My core is sore. 🙂 Of course my arms are too.
Then I plopped down and watched more Glee (surprise, surprise) while I waited for 8:15 EST to find out what horrors 14.2 might hold for me.
First of all, I’ve never done an overhead squat (OHS) over 45#… Secondly, my OHS do not look like hers… Thirdly, I don’t even pay attention to the chest to bar (C2B) pullups because I know I’m not gonna make it there. BUT there is no jumping or running, so I decide that I will make an attempt on Friday. I am hunting down an OHS pr and have 3 minutes to get it.
I mosey on into my gym at noon on Friday. I set up my 65# bar in such a way that after I fail in my first 3 minutes, I can drop weight and keep working because our gym was having a 15 min AMRAP style workout for those not doing the open and those in the open that wanted a full workout.
3… 2… 1… GO! I clean my 65#. I press my 65#. I drop the weight onto my back. I adjust my hands wide and press my 65#. I take a deep breath and squat carefully………. and stand back up. I think “HOLY SHIT. I just did that” and move onto rep 2…. 3… my squats are slow but they are counting. I make it to 5 and have to drop the bar. I take a deep breath and repeat what I just did. I think “Oh crap. I didn’t expect to make it to C2Bs… uhhhhhhh”. I walk over to the bar and one by one (not consecutively) I kip and wiggle my way up to complete the three f-ugliest C2Bs in the history of CrossFit….. I run out of the ability to manipulate my way up the bar but do manage a couple other kipping pullups before 3 minutes is up and it’s time for me to drop the weight and keep working…….
I DID 10 65# OVERHEAD SQUATS when I was merely hoping I would somehow manage 1 to remain in The Open legitimately.
I DID 3 CHEST TO BAR PULL-UPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! when I had completely dismissed the idea that I would be capable, but I didn’t have to worry about that because I had completely dismissed the idea that I would have a chance to try.
I SCORED 13 and walked out of that gym feeling like I had hit the jackpot lottery. High fives, smiles, a pat on the back, and a great sense of accomplishment were my rewards.
I fought for those reps I earned. I embraced the fighter in me for 14.2.
I did continue working, I hopped onto a band to keep working on pullups and I dropped my weight for OHS. I then worked on mobility of my left leg since somehow I had pissed it off. While I worked on that, I watched the next group get their 14.2 on. Holy mother of motivation…
It was a gorgeous day so I decided to attempt to take the pooch out for a walk.
It wasn’t pain free but I took my time(ish) and enjoyed the sunshine, the cool breeze, and fresh air. It felt like spring. , We even took time to stop and smell the daffodils. 🙂 We accomplished 2 miles or so. I considered walking another loop but don’t want to push too far with my injury. I’m attempting to practice patience.
Patience is a necessary element of being a fighter….
I’m A Fighter.