I am SO happy to be logging an entire week’s worth of training. It has felt like forever, but I’m finally back into the swing of things. I’m completed three of my six introductory CrossFit classes, and I’ve made some discoveries along the way, the first being that burpees do indeed suck. A lot. I’ve discovered box jumps aren’t as scary as I had made them out to be in my mind, and that the starting position for a deadlift is the same position one uses for twerking. Thanks, Miley!
I warmed up on the rower, followed by some flutter kicks and some light stretching. Then it was time to learn some basic CF 101 moves: the deadlift and kettle ball swings, both the Russian and American variety. The workout then included rowing, deadlifts, Russian kettle ball swings, and pull-ups in a circuit that lasted 5 minutes. It was super challenging, especially since I was struggling with my deadlift form. After I left the gym, I came home and practiced a bit more with a broomstick in front of my full-length mirror. That’s when it hit me that I had seen this exact position before circa the 2013 MTV Video Music Awards during a rather scandalous pop performance. Note to self.
Due to some previously scheduled shenanigans, it was necessary for me to do back-to-back days at CTOWN. After a warm-up and failed attempt to do a double-under with the jump-rope, the day’s lessons included learning the strict press, push press, front squat, and thrusters. (I liked the thruster the most!) After going through these moves, it was time for my workout: 75 wall balls. Guess what else I learned this week: I hate wall balls.
I woke up early and ran 2 miles on the treadmill, then spent a good 30 minutes rolling and stretching. I was SO sore from both Monday’s and Tuesday’s workouts, but it was a good hurt.
Thursday: Hot Yoga
This is normally my recovery day, but given that I had a “cold” day off of work and was still a little sore from my CF workouts, I decided to warm up and get loose with a little hot yoga. I haven’t done hot yoga (or any yoga for that matter) in over a year, but luckily it wasn’t a complete disaster. I’m still very inflexible, but I’m working on that. It felt good to just relax and stretch out.
I really enjoyed Friday’s lessons. I learned wall climbs, box jumps, burpees, and cleans. I said I would never do box jumps, but Cody, my coach, was really persuasive (he told me I was going to do them, and I said “ok”). Turns out, they weren’t that bad, and though I started out at 12 inches, I managed to get all the way up to 24! Wall walks were super fun, and during my workout I managed to get all the way up and flat against the wall. Burpees…well, I started out thinking they weren’t so bad. After the 20th burpee, when I wanted to vomit, I decided they sucked more than anything has ever sucked in the history of sucking. The cleans weren’t so bad, and now that I’ve mastered twerking…er, my deadlift position, it was fairly easy.
I ran a slow and steady 2 miles on the treadmill, which took me exactly 24 minutes, then miscalculated my time and road the bike trainer for 31minutes instead of 36. So, yeah, I got in 55 minutes of cardio. Woohoo!
Sunday: Walk and Stretch
I had every intention of swimming, but I didn’t sleep well the night prior, and my right calf muscle was screaming at me it was so tight. I walked for 30 minutes to loosen up a bit, then rolled and stretched and stretched and rolled. The calf muscle, I am happy to report, is feeling much better.