Wednesday, July 17, 2013

A Month of CrossFit - Day 2

I'm going to die.

I realized last night when I went to pick up my purse from the floor that I had severely underestimated how sore I would be. When I was talking to my CF friend earlier, she had asked if I was hurting yet, and I shrugged my not-yet-on-fire shoulders. "Not really, but I'm sure I'll feel it in the morning." She smiled a very knowing smile, "Oh yeah, you'll feel it." 

"Feeling it" (the soreness, not the Blink-182 song) started around 9:30 p.m., after I had sat on the couch for an hour watching The West Wing. C.J., Josh and Tobey grimaced with me as I stood up on shaking legs and stumbled to my bed, cursing every stair on the way. My butt was in bed at 10 p.m. 

Yesterday I set two goals for Day 2 - to wake up at 6 and eat breakfast before class. I was up at 6:15 and ate some peanut butter toast, drank a bit of coffee and water while watching the sun rise. And then the devil popped out of the pavement and asked me to stop freezing over his home. 

But really.

Today's WOD:

Warm Up:
20 dumbell rows
20 v-ups (sit-ups where you lay flat on the floor and bring your hands and feet together)
20 box jumps 
50m twist lunges
20 one-arm kettlebell swings (10 each arm)

Finish up the warm up with a 400m run. I only walked 50m halfway through, and I'm feeling pretty good about that, thankyouverymuch.

Max broad jump (I hit 70" on my best out of three tries)
1 minute max pull-ups (maxed at 21 - I had to use the rings, because I'm not beast enough yet)
Max time L-sits (38 seconds)
5 minutes kettlebell snatches (I only got 52 in and had to use a dumbell because my form was cruddy with the kettlebell)

Yesterday I was feeling so nauseated by the end that I had to take a break before maxing out on my deadlift. Today, that feeling only happened as I was walking out to my car. I got my act together much quicker after the workout this morning, but man, my body hurts.

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