Not My WOD
Last week was not a stellar fitness week. Due to circumstances beyond my control, I only made it to one Crossfit training. Between my little box-jump adventure and being dragged down the street on my hip by my over-excited bull-mastiff, my left leg was not up to anything like running either. After the thing with the dog I had a glass of wine and then another…
However, new week, new possibilities! I peeked ahead at the workout and saw this:
Monday 18-1
Skill: Snatch Progression
WOD: CrossFit Open 11.1
As Many Reps As Possible in 10 Minutes of:
30 Double Unders
15 Power Snatches (25/35 kg)
Box-jumps aside, I have a herd of Crossfit goats to train the coming months. My overhead squats are still diabolical and the double unders are coming along, but not anywhere near where they should be. Then there’s pull-ups, handstand push-ups, burpees, inchworms, pistol squats….Coach Marc once told me that Crossfit is everything you suck at, and I pretty much suck at everything Crossfit throws at me, so I guess I’m in a good place.
I made a deal with myself to do at least 30 double unders and 15 power snatches (of course just using the barbell, no extra weight!) and anything more than that was gravy. Form! Form! And for a third time Form!
The temperature was below freezing today. I didn’t even want to know what it was with the wind-chill factor figured in. We train in an old factory building with no heat and in this weather, it was bound to feel colder inside than out. Dressing to impress, as always, I pulled on my training clothes, extra T-shirt, old sweats that are too big now over that, and my goofy watch cap. I looked like an idiot, but I was warm, not to mention very glad of the extra layers when things went wrong on the double-unders and I smacked myself in the backside with the jump-rope. I didn’t even ask if I could wear my driving gloves for the snatch progression—am I a badass or what?
Considering this was not my WOD, I managed 75 reps– 30-15 and another 30. Next time, I’m going for 90!
Blood on the Box
This morning I started off perky. I perked my perky little self out of bed, perky, perky, perk, got dressed, had oatmeal (a most perky choice) for breakfast and perkied my way on out to the Box to workout this morning. If I could whistle, I might have whistled, but I can’t so I didn’t.
Feeling perky even after climbing the friggin’ stairs, I grabbed a jump-rope and tried to concentrate on my double-unders. It was not happening. Ok. Minor glitch, still feeling perky. Bear walks for warming up, not a problem, but then Coach threw in a few Crab Walks and I thought, no, this is not happening and mentally added Crab Walks to the bottom of my (very long) goat list. My perkiness was diminished.
Free handstands followed– which turned out to be a lot of fun, perkiness restored, and then came the WOD.
The WOD’s don’t seem to have names these days. Maybe that says something– that it’s something so dreadfully demanding, its name cannot be spoken or written down. I’m calling this one “ Voldemort”
WOD whose name we dare not speak aka VOLDEMORT
Every minute on the minute, for 20 min do:
1. min: 5 Burpees
2. min: 10 Handrelease Push Ups
3. min: 15 Jumping Lunges
4. min: Max reps of Box Jumps 24″/30″
Your score will be the total amount of Box Jumps
So I’m thinking, “ Box jumps! Hah! I got this.” Besides, I’m small. I could use the 20” box.
And I did until the last jump in round 2. Little f***er of a box took out my left shin. My perky left the building.
After that I managed one burpee and lay on the ground silently sobbing for a little bit. I refuse to really cry at Crossfit, no matter how bad it hurts and this one was pain level 10. Coach Marc came over to see what was wrong, so of course I had to pull myself together toute de suite, God! I hate causing a fuss. Got on with the burpees and finished the workout with stepping up on the box instead of box jumps. The box marked my shin, I left blood on the box, so I figure me and the box are even.
On the way home, it seemed prudent to re-stock my first aid kit. I was out of arnica and frozen peas.
Nuckin' Futz 
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