It’s been awhile, but it finally happened. My workout yesterday seriously sucked!
I’m not meaning to say that all my runs and CrossFit workout are rainbows and puppies, but usually I can finally get myself moving and find my motivation. Motivation is one thing, but yesterday had nothing to do with that…. I was just toast!
Photos aren’t from yesterday’s workout, but Will took them a few weeks back during a workout and I like them. Plus, I wouldn’t have any photos for the post!
I decided to head to CrossFit at 4:30 after I finished up a long day of computer work for my job. Usually, I prefer to exercise in the mornings, but now that I’m back at work, I kinda do it whenever I can. Sometimes I make it in the morning, but sometimes that just can’t happen. It’s not ideal, but it’s better than most work schedules, so I’m definitely not complaining! I walked into Big Horn feeling good and ready to go; I was even excited because Fran was on deck. For those of you that aren’t familiar, Fran is one of the tradition CrossFit workouts that everyone loves to hate. In short, it’s a series of 21-15-9 thrusters and pull-ups.
What does that mean? You do 21 thrusters, then 21 pull-ups, 15 thrusters, 15 pull-ups, and then 9 thrusters followed up with 9 pull-ups. The weight is moderately light because the point of the workout is to get an insane cardio burn. If you’re curious, check out this video:
I knew the workout wasn’t going well during the first half of the hour. We were doing some strength work by practicing snatches. If you don’t know what a snatch is, don’t worry—the takeaway is that for the life of me, every single weight felt insanely heavy! I couldn’t get my form right, I couldn’t get into a rhythm, and I finally concluded that portion of the hour by practicing with a 15# bar because I just couldn’t get my shit together!
Wearing my Reebok PWR pants and my pink Nanos!
Because of this, I headed into Fran a little wary. The prescribed weight for the thrusters is 65#, but I knew that was off-limits. Typically, I can handle 55#, but that sure wasn’t happening yesterday! I settled on 45# and hoped for the best.
Welp, my best sure didn’t happen! Did I survive the workout? Sure, and I completed it in 5:58. However, it was painful and awkward and far more difficult than it needed to be. The thrusters were insanely heavy when they should’ve felt the opposite, and I damn near puked all over myself doing the pull-ups. So not even kidding. I finished the workout barely feeling like I was able to push my cardio levels because everything had felt so heavy. How was I supposed to get my heart rate up if I could barely lift my water bottle? Weak sauce.
FYI: I didn’t do any clean and jerks yesterday!
In short, the takeaway from the workout was this: I need a freaking rest day! So, today I’m doing nothing! I took Tals for a walk, just finished up at work, and I am sitting here on the couch and reading all night. It’s gonna be great!
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What do you do when you just can’t seem to get it together during your workout? Suck it up or bail?
I’m glad I didn’t bail, but man… it wasn’t pretty.