Why do you mock me oh Crossfit gods? I train and train and train and yet the women at my gym still out run me out lift me and just humble me. But let us backtrack so you understand fully.
I was really looking forward to yesterday's workout, which was five reps of shoulder overhead presses followed by 10 burpees for five rounds. Yeah, I know, I said I was LOOKING FORWARD TO IT, as in, "Oh I can't wait to do this." I know, I'm sick in the head. Or getting stronger. Take your pick.
But I was thinking I can pretty much do more weight than almost anyone else in the gym, if it's a straight lifting contest and we're not running laps or doing squats or something mental like that. Burpees are tough but ten of them at a time are reasonable.
Anyway I get to the gym and experiment with weight. First I try 135. Kinda heavy. I'm thinking, am I going to be able to do 5 sets of 5? I have my doubts. So I switch to 115. Okay, cool. Not bad. I'll do this.
So we do our strength routine - which was bench and I lifted 135, 185 and another 185 - and get ready for the second workout. I slap on the 115 and see that Kehau, aka Wonder Girl has slapped on the same weight. Sigh.
I guess I coulda slapped on the 45's at that point but I had already given my racks to my friend Josh and was going to be power cleaning my 115 off the floor. I knew sure as hell I wouldn't be cleaning 135 off the floor for five rounds so I stayed at my weight. F--king Kehau, I don't usually use this word to describe women, but she's a STUD. She freaking pressed that 115 like a champ. I had the best time for our group, 7:08, but since she was doing my same weight it almost felt like a false time. I SUCK!!!
Nah, I know I've come a long way but if you are a competitive guy you can't help but want to blow everyone else out of the water. Eventually. But I gotta say as humbling as it is it's cool to say you work out at a gym which is so intense that the chicks kick your ass. Oh and I didn't mention that Frank, aka the Beastmaster is back. Keahu's husband of course. A tall surfer guy that lifts more than anyone else at the gym. He did 165 lbs I think. Brah. That's all I can say. Brah.
115. Pagh. That's it, whatever weight Kehau is doing I'm doing at least 20 pounds more. Or ten. At least 5 pounds more for sure. Ga-run-tee.
ps - the diet is going well I think. I had salad 8 times yesterday though and it's been tough going #2 all of a sudden. Should I be concerned? Also, what does Paleo say about eating pot roast at 2 a.m.? It's protein right? Stay tuned.
I was really looking forward to yesterday's workout, which was five reps of shoulder overhead presses followed by 10 burpees for five rounds. Yeah, I know, I said I was LOOKING FORWARD TO IT, as in, "Oh I can't wait to do this." I know, I'm sick in the head. Or getting stronger. Take your pick.
But I was thinking I can pretty much do more weight than almost anyone else in the gym, if it's a straight lifting contest and we're not running laps or doing squats or something mental like that. Burpees are tough but ten of them at a time are reasonable.
Anyway I get to the gym and experiment with weight. First I try 135. Kinda heavy. I'm thinking, am I going to be able to do 5 sets of 5? I have my doubts. So I switch to 115. Okay, cool. Not bad. I'll do this.
So we do our strength routine - which was bench and I lifted 135, 185 and another 185 - and get ready for the second workout. I slap on the 115 and see that Kehau, aka Wonder Girl has slapped on the same weight. Sigh.
I guess I coulda slapped on the 45's at that point but I had already given my racks to my friend Josh and was going to be power cleaning my 115 off the floor. I knew sure as hell I wouldn't be cleaning 135 off the floor for five rounds so I stayed at my weight. F--king Kehau, I don't usually use this word to describe women, but she's a STUD. She freaking pressed that 115 like a champ. I had the best time for our group, 7:08, but since she was doing my same weight it almost felt like a false time. I SUCK!!!
Nah, I know I've come a long way but if you are a competitive guy you can't help but want to blow everyone else out of the water. Eventually. But I gotta say as humbling as it is it's cool to say you work out at a gym which is so intense that the chicks kick your ass. Oh and I didn't mention that Frank, aka the Beastmaster is back. Keahu's husband of course. A tall surfer guy that lifts more than anyone else at the gym. He did 165 lbs I think. Brah. That's all I can say. Brah.
115. Pagh. That's it, whatever weight Kehau is doing I'm doing at least 20 pounds more. Or ten. At least 5 pounds more for sure. Ga-run-tee.
ps - the diet is going well I think. I had salad 8 times yesterday though and it's been tough going #2 all of a sudden. Should I be concerned? Also, what does Paleo say about eating pot roast at 2 a.m.? It's protein right? Stay tuned.
Rod, I just saw this post, and I'm trying not to laugh to where I get outed by my co-workers. Hello! You cleaned the damn thing! That's like adding 10 or 5 more pounds -- at least. You killed that WOD, I don't care what you say.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the shoutout, though. I got a real kick out of it. "False time"? Hahah! Not even!
PS. When I saw your jerks / presses that day, I HONESTLY thought, "Wow, Rod's getting stronger and faster." You're work is paying off, for sure! Keep up the hard and hilarious work. Love the blog...(not just b/c Frank and I made it big and got into a post;)