I don't usually write about Ken on my blog. He's a quiet dude that doesn't draw any attention to himself.
He's a good athlete though and more often than not gets good scores/times on his WOD.
And while he's not exactly someone I'd call inspired, he freaking pushed me hard today. And he wasn't even trying.
So today was deload week for power cleans. Ken and I are sharing a bar and I tell him I didn't do my one rep max so I'm not sure what weight to use for this.
He says, that's okay, we'll just go up to 175.
I kinda blinked because that's not a weight I would have associated with the words "deload" and "power cleans" in the same sentence.
To me that means go light and work on your technique. And Ken's not a "go crazy lift as much as you can" sort of guy either.
Anyway I agreed and we start lifting. I'm not feeling it. Ken keeps telling me I've got great form and so does Bumper but I'm not exploding off the ground like I should, nor am I pulling my arms up high enough.
So after we hit 145 I tell Ken that I don't think I'm going up in weight anymore. His reaction was classic:
"What? Why? That's not heavy is it?"
From anybody else I would assume they were talking smack. Not Ken. He really couldn't understand why I did not want to go up in weight.
And so I did.
I continued to struggle and have problems but at least we were lifting Ikaika weight and so he joined us now. At the end of the workout I was sweating bullets. A hard feat during deload week. Thanks Ken.
BUT THEN . . . we break up into three stations for the WOD because we're doing dips, sit-ups and air squats, five rounds of 30 seconds of work and 30 seconds of rest.
I start off with the sit-ups and who's there with me? Ken.
I don't notice him at first but then we get to the dips and there he is, cranking out three dips for every one of mine on the rings.
Then we hit squats and I'm thinking, he's going to dust me unless I match him squat for squat. And so I try.
I'm surprised nobody noticed. I was right behind Ken and doing my best to go up and down at the same time as he was. I figured if we were even on the squats I'd have a chance to pass him on the sit-ups and have a better overall total, even if he was beating me on the dips.
Didn't exactly work out that way. But I definitely worked out a lot harder because of him today, so once again, thanks Ken.
Anyway, on to more important issues. Like my next pair of Crossfit shoes.
I've got more bills to pay but by my next paycheck I'll be ready to get an upgrade.
Kehau tried to talk some sense into me today, but I can't help it. I'm going to get some Pumas.
Besides, I keep hearing people complain about those Innovates and I can't see myself wearing shoes with built in toes.
Gonna get me some yellow Esito Vulc Sala Indoor trainers. Oh yeah. Google 'em.
Later kids,
Rod
He's a good athlete though and more often than not gets good scores/times on his WOD.
And while he's not exactly someone I'd call inspired, he freaking pushed me hard today. And he wasn't even trying.
So today was deload week for power cleans. Ken and I are sharing a bar and I tell him I didn't do my one rep max so I'm not sure what weight to use for this.
He says, that's okay, we'll just go up to 175.
I kinda blinked because that's not a weight I would have associated with the words "deload" and "power cleans" in the same sentence.
To me that means go light and work on your technique. And Ken's not a "go crazy lift as much as you can" sort of guy either.
Anyway I agreed and we start lifting. I'm not feeling it. Ken keeps telling me I've got great form and so does Bumper but I'm not exploding off the ground like I should, nor am I pulling my arms up high enough.
So after we hit 145 I tell Ken that I don't think I'm going up in weight anymore. His reaction was classic:
"What? Why? That's not heavy is it?"
From anybody else I would assume they were talking smack. Not Ken. He really couldn't understand why I did not want to go up in weight.
And so I did.
I continued to struggle and have problems but at least we were lifting Ikaika weight and so he joined us now. At the end of the workout I was sweating bullets. A hard feat during deload week. Thanks Ken.
BUT THEN . . . we break up into three stations for the WOD because we're doing dips, sit-ups and air squats, five rounds of 30 seconds of work and 30 seconds of rest.
I start off with the sit-ups and who's there with me? Ken.
I don't notice him at first but then we get to the dips and there he is, cranking out three dips for every one of mine on the rings.
Then we hit squats and I'm thinking, he's going to dust me unless I match him squat for squat. And so I try.
I'm surprised nobody noticed. I was right behind Ken and doing my best to go up and down at the same time as he was. I figured if we were even on the squats I'd have a chance to pass him on the sit-ups and have a better overall total, even if he was beating me on the dips.
Didn't exactly work out that way. But I definitely worked out a lot harder because of him today, so once again, thanks Ken.
Anyway, on to more important issues. Like my next pair of Crossfit shoes.
I've got more bills to pay but by my next paycheck I'll be ready to get an upgrade.
Kehau tried to talk some sense into me today, but I can't help it. I'm going to get some Pumas.
Besides, I keep hearing people complain about those Innovates and I can't see myself wearing shoes with built in toes.
Gonna get me some yellow Esito Vulc Sala Indoor trainers. Oh yeah. Google 'em.
Later kids,
Rod
