Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Farmer's Forearm Failure Fo real

Having a hard time clenching my fists right now and you know why.

Farmer's Walk, 200 meters.

The rest of the WOD was cake. In fact this is the second WOD  that was two parts cake and one part big fat hairy bitch.

Not sure what Bump's doing, I think it might be some sort of psych-out mentally and physically.

It's working because I'm psyched out. My body is confused. Not sure of what to expect.

That's the point right?

So the WOD is 10 box jumps, 10 sit-ups and a 200 meter farmer's carry using the heaviest weight you can handle. AMRAP in 15 minutes.

So I grab some 40's and so does Ikaika. Bruce goes for the 60's like the beast he is and I think Kats grabbed the 44's by default. Sorry man.

The WOD starts and sure enough, everybody kinda cruises through the box jumps and sit-ups and in no time we're all grabbing our weights to go walk.

I make it to the fence and turn around but I have to put my weights down. Ikaika does too and looks at me and says, "Brah, this is just the first round."

We all make it back, crank out the second set of box jumps and sit-ups and again hit the weights. Ikaika is ahead of me this time and on his way back he says, "I cannot feel my forearms anymore."

I know brah, I know. My grip is toast and I don't even know if we hit the halfway mark yet.

I manage to crank out four sets and a few more box jumps and the 15 minutes is done. I'm not lying down and rolling around on the floor like I'm used  to doing. We're all just standing around with limp arms, not feeling anything below the elbows.

Okay, I know this is a short blog but I have to stop typing right now. It's hard to move my fingers.

Later,

Rod