On Tuesday we had a funky workout day. For strength we practiced clean and jerks and then for the WOD we were supposed to do "one C&R the first minute, two C&R's the second minute, three the third minute" and so on and so forth.
Foolishly I fell into the RFM trap and thought, "Eh, that's not bad, right?"
Yeah, I know. When will I learn? Obviously never.
So if you don't know what a clean and jerk is, it's this. You power clean it to your shoulders from the floor then jerk it up above your head. Two step motion but you can generate a lot of power and lift some serious weight with it.
Ikaika and I got up to 115 lbs during practice and when the WOD came around he jumped to 135 lbs. I considered this for like a whole minute then chickened out. Lucky me.
We start the WOD and yeah, it was easy. In the beginning.
Then we hit four C&R's and you start noticing that the minute keeps getting shorter and shorter. By the time we hit seven there was two seconds left before we had to start on round 8.
I was not feeling it but I figured there was no way I could give up if Ikaika was going to do round 8 too AND had 20 pounds more than I did on the bar. But then from behind me I heard him throw down his weight and say the magic words.
"I'm done."
I was freakin estatic. I had picked up my bar in anticipation of the eighth round and threw it down too.
So that was Tuesday.
Then Wednesday we had a really basic WOD. Run 400 meters, do descending reps of push-ups (21, 18, 15, 12, 9, 6, 3) and then the reverse ascending order for sit-ups, then run another 400 meters.
Looking up at the chart I knew that in the past I've done two sets of 20 push-ups without resting so hopefully I could get the 21 and 18 rep sets out of the way fast. I looked around and saw that my only competition was Derek who already told me that he would rather do burpees than push-ups. Crazy talk. Of course I would have to keep my eye out for Kehau too.
Mostly I was worried about the ending 400 meter run. I was imagining that even if I finished the push-ups and sit-ups ahead of Derek, unless I was already coming back for my last 200 meters that bastard would catch up and pass me. It's funny, in a lot of ways Derek and I are opposites of each other when it comes to our Crossfit strengths and weaknesses. Today I was going to have to exploit his weakness and make sure that he didn't have enough time to take advantage of mine.
Anyway, we started the WOD and sure enough, mostly everyone runs off ahead of me. But when I got back to the gym I blazed through the 21 push-ups, did the 3 sit-ups and then blazed through 18 more push-ups.
After that I looked around and was pretty sure I was ahead of everyone. Now I just had to power through and keep up the pace. Having Kehau workout next to me was a good motivator because she kept on blazing through the sit-ups and I knew if I didn't watch out that she'd catch up eventually.
For a while I just shut my eyes and kept going. Those last 21 sit-ups took forever though and I was actually happy to get up and run the 400.
I was first out of the gym but kept on expecting to hear footsteps and feel a "whoosh" of wind and see Derek sprint past. I looked back once but didn't see him. It wasn't until I hit the half way mark and was heading back that I saw him coming up the street and felt the fear.
Because let's face it, he's that fast and I'm that slow.
I didn't have quite enough in me to sprint all out at that point but I think I got up to 70 percent. Even when I was turning the corner to run back into our parking lot I still had to turn around to see if he was behind me.
I hit the gym at 10:20 and sure enough, Derek came sprinting in afterwards not too far behind.
All I gotta say is, "Whew."
And finally . . . I've noticed that nobody posts any comments UNLESS I mention Kehau in my blog.
Or more specifically, unless I somehow tease or mock Kehau in my blog.
C'mon guys, seriously? Are you all just a bunch of high school kids waiting for your friend to tease some poor soul? I'm offended.
Well the joke is on YOU!!! I'm going to mock everyone else at RMF today. Ha. See how you like it.
Here we go, mostly I'm going to stick to the people I see at 5 and 6. Some personal slap-downs for each one of you:
- Derek: Kehau is stronger than you
- Ikaika: Kehau is stronger than you and has more hair
- Carol: You scare me when you yell
- Rikki: Your damn pink shoes blind me
- Bumper: I still think about your high school mullet
- Craig: Your wife is stronger than you
- Nalani: You are stronger than your husband
- Bob: You're not going to read this so I'm not going to waste my time
- Gary: Ditto
- Kalaheo: You look like you have neck injuries
- Kristi: I still think about your fiance's mullet
- Patty: I thought Alex was your brother.
- Alex: I think about your high school mullet.
- Oran: You're hairy. Don't arrest me.
- Heidi: Um, you're . . tall . . .
- Val: Uhhhh . . .
- Glenn: Um . . . your . . . gray colored Innovates are . . . boring
- Lori: Kehau is . . . actually I'm not sure who's stronger
- Kats: Your name is Kats
See Kehau, I'm not all about teasing you. Now give me the keys so I can open up at 4:30.
Thanks!
Rod
Foolishly I fell into the RFM trap and thought, "Eh, that's not bad, right?"
Yeah, I know. When will I learn? Obviously never.
So if you don't know what a clean and jerk is, it's this. You power clean it to your shoulders from the floor then jerk it up above your head. Two step motion but you can generate a lot of power and lift some serious weight with it.
Ikaika and I got up to 115 lbs during practice and when the WOD came around he jumped to 135 lbs. I considered this for like a whole minute then chickened out. Lucky me.
We start the WOD and yeah, it was easy. In the beginning.
Then we hit four C&R's and you start noticing that the minute keeps getting shorter and shorter. By the time we hit seven there was two seconds left before we had to start on round 8.
I was not feeling it but I figured there was no way I could give up if Ikaika was going to do round 8 too AND had 20 pounds more than I did on the bar. But then from behind me I heard him throw down his weight and say the magic words.
"I'm done."
I was freakin estatic. I had picked up my bar in anticipation of the eighth round and threw it down too.
So that was Tuesday.
Then Wednesday we had a really basic WOD. Run 400 meters, do descending reps of push-ups (21, 18, 15, 12, 9, 6, 3) and then the reverse ascending order for sit-ups, then run another 400 meters.
Looking up at the chart I knew that in the past I've done two sets of 20 push-ups without resting so hopefully I could get the 21 and 18 rep sets out of the way fast. I looked around and saw that my only competition was Derek who already told me that he would rather do burpees than push-ups. Crazy talk. Of course I would have to keep my eye out for Kehau too.
Mostly I was worried about the ending 400 meter run. I was imagining that even if I finished the push-ups and sit-ups ahead of Derek, unless I was already coming back for my last 200 meters that bastard would catch up and pass me. It's funny, in a lot of ways Derek and I are opposites of each other when it comes to our Crossfit strengths and weaknesses. Today I was going to have to exploit his weakness and make sure that he didn't have enough time to take advantage of mine.
Anyway, we started the WOD and sure enough, mostly everyone runs off ahead of me. But when I got back to the gym I blazed through the 21 push-ups, did the 3 sit-ups and then blazed through 18 more push-ups.
After that I looked around and was pretty sure I was ahead of everyone. Now I just had to power through and keep up the pace. Having Kehau workout next to me was a good motivator because she kept on blazing through the sit-ups and I knew if I didn't watch out that she'd catch up eventually.
For a while I just shut my eyes and kept going. Those last 21 sit-ups took forever though and I was actually happy to get up and run the 400.
I was first out of the gym but kept on expecting to hear footsteps and feel a "whoosh" of wind and see Derek sprint past. I looked back once but didn't see him. It wasn't until I hit the half way mark and was heading back that I saw him coming up the street and felt the fear.
Because let's face it, he's that fast and I'm that slow.
I didn't have quite enough in me to sprint all out at that point but I think I got up to 70 percent. Even when I was turning the corner to run back into our parking lot I still had to turn around to see if he was behind me.
I hit the gym at 10:20 and sure enough, Derek came sprinting in afterwards not too far behind.
All I gotta say is, "Whew."
And finally . . . I've noticed that nobody posts any comments UNLESS I mention Kehau in my blog.
Or more specifically, unless I somehow tease or mock Kehau in my blog.
C'mon guys, seriously? Are you all just a bunch of high school kids waiting for your friend to tease some poor soul? I'm offended.
Well the joke is on YOU!!! I'm going to mock everyone else at RMF today. Ha. See how you like it.
Here we go, mostly I'm going to stick to the people I see at 5 and 6. Some personal slap-downs for each one of you:
- Derek: Kehau is stronger than you
- Ikaika: Kehau is stronger than you and has more hair
- Carol: You scare me when you yell
- Rikki: Your damn pink shoes blind me
- Bumper: I still think about your high school mullet
- Craig: Your wife is stronger than you
- Nalani: You are stronger than your husband
- Bob: You're not going to read this so I'm not going to waste my time
- Gary: Ditto
- Kalaheo: You look like you have neck injuries
- Kristi: I still think about your fiance's mullet
- Patty: I thought Alex was your brother.
- Alex: I think about your high school mullet.
- Oran: You're hairy. Don't arrest me.
- Heidi: Um, you're . . tall . . .
- Val: Uhhhh . . .
- Glenn: Um . . . your . . . gray colored Innovates are . . . boring
- Lori: Kehau is . . . actually I'm not sure who's stronger
- Kats: Your name is Kats
See Kehau, I'm not all about teasing you. Now give me the keys so I can open up at 4:30.
Thanks!
Rod
