Let the games begin! #14.1 #myheartdidntexplode #morethenIthougt #PRdoubleunders
The workout: in 10 minutes as many reps as possible - 30 jump rope double unders and 15 snatches with a 55# barbell (meaning get it from the ground to overhead)
My thoughts on my first Crossfit Games Open Workout:
8:30am: Glad I slept well last night.
9:00am: Crap. All my workout clothes are dirty. Gotta do laundry quick. Need my #Strenf shirt for inspiration.
9:10am: I better eat something now. Not that hungry, too many butterflies in my stomach. Okay fine. Fuel. I need fuel. One egg and an Applegate Italian sausage. That works. Intelligensia Black Cat espresso with coconut creamer. Okay now I’m ready for today.
9:30am: I better stretch a lot now. Plantars fasciitis flared up when I tried to run last week. On week 4 of the “fighter diet” and I had to add sprints to my regular routine. BUT my body just does not like running and actively works against me. Squats, roll out with lacrosse ball, calf stretches…what else?
10:00am: How did I get sucked into work emails?
10:30am I better leave soon. Don’t want to make Tim mad by being late. This is not the day.
10:45: Driving over, my butterflies are in full force. Why am I so nervous? I’ve done this before. I can do this. Even if I spend the whole 10 minutes on double unders, I can still do this.
11:00: Seeing familiar faces at Crossfit Palo Alto. People in other classes, but ones that I see between classes or at other box events. It’s nice to feel part of this. A couple guys in my class show up. One of them is nervous too. He just did his very first double under last night. (later he will do 90. Way to go!)
11:30: Here we go. I love the energy in the room. This stuff is just fun. I’m excited to see how people will do.
12:00 (ish. I don’t know what time exactly): Judging for someone else. He’s struggling to get his double unders. I’m a bit encouraged to see others at various skill levels. We’re all a work in progress and it’s awesome to be in a community where we can keep pushing and cheering each other on regardless of skill level.
12:20 (ish): My turn. I’m SO nervous! What’s wrong with me? I’m reminded “you can do anything for 10 minutes”. Right. Just 10 minutes. I got this. I got this. I was nervous like this my first 6 months of CrossFit. It’s been over 2 years now. Get over it. I can do this. Just go.
3…2…1 go!: I was able to string together my first few double unders. Okay, okay, I can do this. That felt good. This wasn’t as terrible as I imagined. Now onto snatches. Nope…gotta clean and press this one. Why didn’t they have the Masters weight set up? I could have done 45#. Okay, fine 55#s wasn’t hard. I don’t know if I would have gone faster since my heart is still racing from the double unders. Oh wait, I think my heart is going to explode. Breathe…breathe. Get it together, keep your form. AAGGGHHH. This hurts! Frick (okay I may have said a different word under my breath). What’s this? How am I getting more double unders in? Who am I? I’m amazing! Back to the bar. 15. This part should be easier for me. My heart’s still pumping like an underground nightclub and it feels like it wants to jump out of my body. Stay in there heart. I need you. More double unders. I can hear my name in the background (I faced away from the crowd, wanting to focus on the wall). People are watching. People are cheering. Gotta move. Don’t be the one that just stands there. Move Joyce, they’re cheering you on to keep going.
TIme! I’m so wrecked I can’t lie down in the “flat on back” crossfit position. I need to get more oxygen in my lungs and lying down will only slow down that process. High fives and fist bumps….breathe. Need to breathe. Then it slowly dawns on me. I did more sets of double unders than I thought I could! FTW! 90 double unders is a personal record. To this date I haven’t done more than 15 at any one time.
Personal after party: I grabbed a beef salad and Vietnamese coffee from Spice Kit. There’s a guy there who is in the class after mine on the weekdays. We chat a little about how we did. I’m feeling more social. Must be the endorphins. On the way home I call my roommate to see if she wants to hang out. The endorphins and my PR have me in a very good mood. I’m excited for the rest of my day. Yup. That was worth it.