Crossfit End of Week 1 – WOD’S and how I despise them already.

The worst WOD so far was one that incorporated walking lunges, followed by Burpees. I added push-ups for fun because I thought the workout seemed to easy, dumb, dumb, dumb, another lesson learned. I actually had to stop that workout because I thought I would throw up.

Last night I did Dumb Bell Thrusters followed by GHD sit-ups. I had no idea what either was so found a video on Youtube.com. Again I was lacking the equipment specified in the WOD. My dumb-bells were too light and I lacked the sit-up chair for the GHD things. No worries though, I quickly forgot about the lacking weight after the first round of thrusters. While sufficiently gasping for air I figured weight really didn’t matter at this point since I could barely breath. Luckily I got a rest when I did the sit-ups on the floor, which were followed shortly by cramping stomach muscles. I did the full three rounds and collapsed on the floor. And as predicted my stomach muscles are still sore.

Then on one of the rest days I decided I should do a hill run/jog. So here I am, beat up from the previous WOD’s and I take off on a new hill pushing a jogger that weighs thirty pounds and is holding a baby that’s another twenty-five pounds into unknown territory. I drop down the first hill and just as quickly begin my ascent up a hill that just gets steeper and steeper. This thing goes for at least three quarters of a mile. Now along the way I’m dying, my legs are on fire and I just want to turn around but that would mean quitting and I don’t like quitting. So I’m trying to push this jogger up this hill while trying to keep up with Mayra and she states I’m having a hard time because of my breathing. I don’t think so; maybe it’s the fact that I’m pushing this heavy object up a cliff I think to myself!  I pause twice on the way up cause I’m exhausted. A couple of cars pass by and one gives us a thumbs up, yippee I think, how bout a ride back to my car lady! When I get to the top I’m not so happy because now I have to go down. The road is very long and very steep. My legs are like Jell-O and I just want to sit down and have some ice cream, I’m delusional at this point. As we start our descent I look Montana who is sound asleep and oblivious to the amount of pain she subjected me to. If I could have climbed in beside her and had Mayra push us down I would have. This hill is at least a half-mile down and trying to walk down would be ridiculous so we begin to jog. My quads start to burn because I’m trying to slow down the fifty-pound Jogger and my two hundred and fifty pound self. By the time we got to the bottom I was so done, my legs were like rubber but I had a smile. Wow I did it, it wasn’t pretty but I made it to the end of my first week! I must say even though it’s a love hate relationship I feel that the love is starting to outweigh the hate.

See you in the hills

Lance