I just found out this week's Crossfit's workouts were all designed by Oran, our friendly neighborhood Maui police officer who enjoys torturing us. First we threw up some shoulder presses, 95, 105 and 115 all for 5 reps each. Cake. Then came a mix of 3 squat cleans and 5 pushups. Not bad right?
Well except I left out the part that we do as many rounds as we can in 10 minutes. I cranked out 10 rounds and 1 power clean. Actually I take that back, my partner Jun said I did 10 rounds. I swear I only did seven. Then it was a good thing he was counting because after the fourth round I couldn't concentrate anymore because my BACK was killing me.
Now, lest any of you reading this think that Raw Fitness Maui doesn't care about technique please stop and read the rest of my blogs. Technique means everything, they don't even let you use weights if you can't do the movement right.
So I know I'm doing the movement right, it's just my friggin back. Ever since I was a kid I've noticed something wrong with my back. I couldn't touch my toes like the other kids even when I started stretching in karate class. It got to the point where I could do a full on split sideways but still couldn't touch my toes. It sucked and still does.
Anyway, as I was driving away from class tonight it felt like there was a knife stabbing me in the back during the whole drive back to Paia. As I sit here and type it's fading away but there's something wrong about this. As much as I'd like to blame Oran I think this is something I need to take up with my doctor.
I so cannot wait for these government benefits to kick in. I'm setting up a Kaiser appointment as soon as human resources sends me my medical card. Damn straight.
Until then Oran, bring it on. BRING IT ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!
(Just please do not include any thrusters, burpees or cleans of any kind, thanks)
