Hey y'all! It's finally Bacon Beatdown weekend. Eek! I signed up for this in August and October felt like SUPER far away. Turns out, it came WAY faster than I was expecting. Here is a rundown of the workouts:
WOD #1
5 minutes of thruster for total volume
Weight x reps = total score
WOD #2
6 ear-to-ear pullups (I know, WTF are those?!?!)
12 kb swings (36 lbs)
15 goblet squats
WOD #3
9-15-21
Hang cleans (75#)
Burpees (touch hands behind head, jump over bar - because normal burpees are apparently impossible)
WOD #4
1RM of snatch, clean and deadlift
WOD #5
Push-up ladder of deficit pushups and hand stand pushups
WOD #6
60 Double Unders
50 20# wall balls (20#s?!?!)
40 50# slam balls
30 50# shoulder to shoulder slam balls
20 box jumps w/ 20# wall balls
10 rope scales (monkey style across a rope - ugh)
These workouts are hard. Totally hard. And not a fair representation of what was expected based on the 'scaled division' standards.
A few days ago, I almost walked away from the competition entirely based off of the workouts themselves. One rep maxes in a competition setting can be scary - it can be exhilarating too - but I know for me, I lose my form and push too far sometimes. I'm not in tip-top shape right now, my training has been lagging because of my busy schedule. The workouts totally freaked me out and I'm glad I didn't walk away without even trying - I had a great time hanging out this weekend and meeting lots of CrossFitters from other gyms. I looked at Tara while 18 lanes of athletes were doing thrusters and dropping the bar left and right and just said "I love this shit!". I do. I totally love it. I love the energy. I love the sweat. I love the swearing. I love going to competitions and watching people push it to the brink. I love pushing it to the brink.
But here is the deal. I know when to stop. And yesterday, I needed to stop. My body was done. This is more than just CrossFit soreness. I was totally toast. And my heart wasn't in doing the last two workouts. When your heart isn't in it, every muscle in your body hurts, and your back is threatening to give up on you - it's time to quit, it's not worth it.
My results for the weekend?
WOD #1: 41 thrusters = 3075lbs total. (When you look at it that way, it's super impressive. I did 3075lbs worth of front squats and push presses. I am a rockstar.)
WOD #2: 137 reps (or 4 rounds + 5 pullups. Okay. I KILLED the ear-to-ear pullups. Considering a week ago, I was practically in tears because I thought I was going to get exactly zero - I'll totally take 5 rounds of them.)
WOD #3: 7:59. The worst. I freaking hate burpees. I was SO SLOW.
WOD #4: MY FAVORITE!!!! PRs for all lifts! YAY!
Snatch: 95lbs - almost stopped at 90. Then the teeny tiny little girl behind me hit 95 and I refused to let her beat me. Take that teeny Canadian girl.
Clean: 125lbs. I thought that was a record for my PR. NOPE! New PR. YAY!
Deadlift: 265lbs. This is a new old PR. When we retested a few weeks ago, it was 240lb (down from 265lb six months ago.)
Total place? 28 out of 39 (obviously the two DNFs dropped my ranking - but I'm okay with it - I actually still beat people who finished all events). My best event was the 1RM event. My worst? The burpees.
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