It's funny how everything comes full circle. My husband started at CFO (when it was still out of UNO) a few months before I did, which was a few months after my sister started. It was like the two of them were instantly more bonded and spoke in some bizarre-o language that I couldn't understand. (What the hell is a "pood" and why anyone wanted to do anything called a "burpee.") I loathed hanging out with the two of them because I was certain they were going to talk about this workout they did and I kept thinking, "How awesome could it be?"
Then, I started Crossfit (4+ years ago). I was completely obsessed with it; it was at the core of most of my conversations. I wanted to tell as many people as possible about how awesome of a sport it is and how it can do amazing things for your body and mind.
About 1 year into Crossfit, I realized not every single person I talked to cared about the amazing-ness that is CF. Although this was a surprising realization, I decided that it shouldn't be taking up 95% of my conversation topics and 100% of my thought process. (It may have been closer to 90% and 95%, I have to leave room for family and ZachR.) So, I backed off. Little did I know at the time, but backing off about thinking about Crossfit, at least in my world, meant backing off of Crossfit. I stopped going to the gym regularly; I didn't watch videos on efficient movements. I stopped being a part of the gym athletically - I still hosted/attended plenty a party.
Full circle: 6 weeks ago I was presented with an opportunity that I couldn't turn down: Training for the 2013 (or14) Open and hopefully Regionals. Crossfit has, once again, become all encompassing. It is all I think about. I wake up early most mornings to get a workout in before I go to work all day. I watch videos at work when it's slow. I read as many Journal articles as I can. I am as exposed to Crossfit as I can be right now. I talk to anyone that will listen about anything from PR's or crazy Regional workouts, from the athletes to the benefits of functional movements. I am seriously considering buying a plane ticket for Chicago this weekend to go watch Regionals. It surprised me how easily I could slide back into caring about how well I perform. It has once again taken over my world, and I am 100% alright with that. (I just hope my husband is on board. :) )
Week 4
Monday:
- Press: 1 + (6 reps) @ 68#
- Conditioning: 25, 20, 15, 10, 5 of GHD Situps, Back Extensions, and DU - 4 sets of tabata for missed DU
- Oly: Hang Power Clean: 4x8 @98# (75%)
- Assistance: chin ups 3x2, tricep extensions with band
Tuesday:
- Birthday AMRAP: 1 beer, 1 burger, and ice cream for 1 baseball game.
Wednesday:
- Deadlift: 1+ (8 reps) @ 175# (PR)
- Assistance work: weighted step ups, 3x15 hollow rocks
- Conditioning: The Chief - 16 rds+ 9 reps (PR)
Thursday:
- Conditioning: 3 rds: 3 min work, 1 min rest of 12 2 tap (touch above head and below feet) situps, 9 16# wallballs, 6 hang power snatch (@55) = 7 rds + 5 reps
- Mobility: a lot
Friday:
- Squat: 1+ (2 reps) @ 138 (ROUGH!)
- Bench: 1+ (5 reps) @ 83
- Assistance Work: RDL 5x4 @103#, 100 Mountain Climbers, HSPU Negatives 3x5, Shrugs 3x10 @103
This week started out really strong for me and then I crashed. I am not sure what did it, but by Friday I was done. Squats felt super heavy and I was extremely discouraged afterwards. However, I got through my first round of strength relatively unscathed, and with increasing the weight on a few lifts. Onward and upward...