Its 8:11AM on a saturday, I can’t remember when I was even thinking about being up at this time on a Saturday. By 8:20 i was up and out of bed brushing my teeth trying to wake up. Grab a cliff bar and some water and get in to the car. After I setup the sprinkler of course, can’t even do things EXACTLY as intended.
Another day at crossfit, I guess its kind of contagious, especially when you have so far to come. I awkwardly wander into a group of people that I don’t know, they all seem to know each other, I dont’ know anyone. Not even Jason was there (right away) so I wander around read stuff on the boards etc. Pat came up to greet me, what an awesome dude! Talked a little bit about things I didn’t know anything about but was willing to try, today those are thrusters. Essentially its a squat with a push press, or thats what I know of them.
Jason did make an appearence, cofee in hand, I was going to give him a hard time but then I thought thats a bad idea because of a couple reasons. One he probably has done more this week then I have done in the last four, check that more in the past four days then I have in the past four weeks. Two it wouldn’t take but one poke at my gut that I would get the message. The dudes fucking earned it. But still thats really never stopped me from giving someone a hard time before….
Pat and Jason are talking, covering things. More and more people filter in, getting to be around 20 people at this point. Start talking more, i’m introducing myself and embarssily explaining my previous workout routines…. Then I read the board.
600 / thrusters 75/45
400 / burpees x2
200 / situps x 3
So my first thought was confusion. Then scared, 400 burpees, yeah fucking right, wanna be here until Monday? 200 situps, I haven’t done 200 situps in the past year… The thrusters are really the only thing that didn’t scare me but even at 600 its going to be awhile to finish those.
I’m at the end he says call out a number one next person two next person one, so I start “ONE” guy next to me “Two” guy next to me “…. …. …. ” Ok lets start over “ONE” guy next to me “TWO” go on go on. Thats the team, OK its a team thing, well these numbers are low… “Now find a partner on the other team to “tag” someone found me, I can’t remember her name but she was really nice.
Ok so then its all more clear as he explains… one person runs the other does the strength part. Add up your numbers (simply writing them down on the floor with chalk) team with the highest reps wins. Ok not so bad I’m thinking. Then we warm up a quick 800 or so, but 1/2 the people “grab some weight Pat says, I almost grabbed my gut…. and said “I got enough weight for EVERYONE here” but I digress.
She wanted to run first, she says shes a horrible runner, I thought you haven’t met me yet…. But here WE GO!
I start up on these thrusters doing 85 (10 more then the board because of bar deals w/e imaboss so lets move on) I’m beasting these things. I can’t say its my best form, I will get better but to be honest the form of setting it on my chest as I go down wasn’t happening, I don’t bend that far or something, but I tried. I did really good on these though, she was a bit slow but no slower then me. I got 31, pretty good I thought.
I start my 600 run, its further then I had thought, and I am tired, tired where I would normally quit or walk, but I push on. Get back in start up on burpees, get to five and have to stop, I really thought I may throw up here. Push on to get to only 13. Head out start my 400, here I did have to walk for just about 10 seconds but keep moving. Get in start up on burpees, i’m going OK I get to like 4 have to rest I am REALLY tired at this point, I get to 8 and POOF shes back…. I am thinking something is wrong here but whatever I’m too tired to ask questions. Start the second 400 while running it I realize that she may have ran a 200 in the confusion, I dont’ care though because it got me done with those dam burpees.
Start up on situps, start strong get to about 10 and then all the sudden I hit a wall, a wall of pure tired I am going to die kinda tired and trying to push through = severe thoughts of sucide, my body is pissed at me and will only do about 4 more situps before I am back out the door running a 200. A slow paced 200 with people cheering me on every time they are going back or when someone passes me. I hit the situps, now I am tired, now I couldn’t bring myself to count some of these half assed situps, I feel good about 8 of them. Out to running another 200, I’m going OK and get back to the situps, I am actually pushing hard at this point I think I got 13, hit the 200 and I am gonna run hard no matter what. I am pushing and then I am pushing harder and I am going to finish running fast (my version of fast) not a slow pace! And thats what I do finish fast, fast enough her situps were only 20, from the original 37 she got the first time.
About 24:45 or 25:00 of pure workout awesomeness. Talking to Pat at the end he says “what did ya think” I say with my face so red it probalby looked likea tomato, “it was difficult” “good though right?” says Pat. I said yup I’ll be back on Monday. “You just can’t get this level of intensity and workout all by yourself” And he is right you can’t.
I saw a girl dressed to the nines as a cyclist, spandex, helmet, sunglasses, camel pack etc, probably in her late 30’s on the way home. She was walking her bike up a hill long difficult hill. At the top she hopped back on and started up. His words about getting workout that intense on your own sure made a whole lot of sense at that point.
The more I think about it the more I see that you always have far to come, not matter how far along you are there is someone in front of you. No matter how many reps you do there is someone doing more, heavy weight, yeah you guessed it the dude next to you has more.
So I am going to keep going back until I’m the one in front, until I’m the guy that the dude or girl next to me is trying to keep up with, and push myself further then I thought I could.