Part 2: Friday WOD 4/7/17

So my Repost Blog Experiment did not turn out so perfect. I was not able to see how to add that post to a category or tag it nor did I expect the quote thing.  That was my first attempt to Reblog Post and evidently I need to figure out how to get more out of the experience thanks to all of the unexpected looks the post took on in the transfer.

Here is the original blog link.

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Get in the Game: It makes a difference

March 1st was the beginning of month eight for me at Guns Out CrossFit (GOCF). From where I started until now, I cannot believe how quickly time has flown by, and even more so, I cannot believe how the transition from box to box has been so wonderfully fluid. This year I celebrate completing three years of CrossFit. Thanks to Coach Charles, I am heading into year four with gusto.

It was a stressful decision but I got sucked into the CrossFit Games 2016, thanks to the continuous “support the box” mantra from my Florida teammates. The first workout I had to scale beyond the scaled. I rolled my eyes, a lot! But I managed to get through all five WoDs, scaling the scaled. All I could do was what I could do. Unfortunately, I had to do the third or fourth WoD on a Monday, forgetting to put in the Monday results immediately following the workout. It did not count. It was so disheartening. Still I completed the next WoD, immediately putting my score in afterwards.

This year I have been fortunate enough to be scheduled to do the 17.x WoDs with my Coach Charles on Saturdays about 11ish, which is a perfect time for me.  (I am remembering to put my results in IMMEDIATELY after the WoD this year!) What I am really enjoying is the camaraderie with some of the best athletes in the box, including my Coach. 

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My teammate, Johnny! He did 17.1 twice!

 

What I learned about taking part in the 2016 Games at 26.2 CrossFit is the importance of supporting the Box by signing up.  By being an individual athlete I still felt part of the team, even though I was pretty wonky as an athlete.

What I have learned so far in the 2017 Games with my GOCF Bama teammates is the joy in competing compared to how I did last year and, if my body and my mind hold up, is to give the WoD a second go to better my performance.  (I learned that from my teammate, Susan Thomas – who placed 144 in the world during the 2016 games. Not that I plan on doing it this year.) 

And then there is Coach Charles. We spent a little time chatting after everyone left today and he told me that I should do 17.2 again on Monday. (Not rolling my eyes.) He said it so with that charming smile. I could almost hear the ting of the flash of that smile as it blinded me in to agreeing with him. Then before I panicked, I remembered: Trust Your Coach!

So for anyone reading who is nervous about joining in on competitions, especially the CrossFit Games, just do it. Get in the game. It does not matter your skill level. It only matters that you find the courage to do. It makes a difference in you!

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Thanks but uh, No Thanks

Yesterday I wrote about the 17.1 CrossFit Games WoD that I miraculously did fairly well. And I mean fairly

Today my Coach Charles, who I truly love and absolutely adore like he was my own son, sweetly and with genuine heart sent a photo he took of me at about 18 minutes into the 20 minute capped WoD. 

He was wondering if he could use my photo for a WoD meme he was about to post for the box.

Uh No. I look hideous. I look like a deranged Oompa-Loompa!

And then my husband and I belly laughed at the photo for ten minutes. 

Yeah. Not so flattering. Not so flattering in the least. But thanks for asking Coach.

Now destroy all the copies! 

27/365  ( just realized… I think I am off by two days so that would make this post 29 … hmmmm. Need to go back and check.) 

 

 

 

 

 

17.1 Masters, Scaled – Completed

The weather in Montgomery has been hot or cold this week. Yesterday as I watched two of my very competitive, in the best possible way, teammates do the 17.1 CrossFit Open WoD in what I consider too hot weather, I was totally freaked out in my mind about doing the WoD for myself at Guns Out CrossFit.

Johnny leaped over his last box burpee and then some how managed to stumble over to the  big fan, flopping on his back, spread eagle. When he finally managed to pick himself up off the floor I realized he, at some point, had ripped his shoes off to aid in his cool-down process. It was a two stage pick-himself-up-off the floor effort. He was totally spent. 

Then Susan, the adorable, took her turn. She is amazingly focused. She is the most consistent, cool-as-a-cucumber athlete. Like a duck on the water. Calm on top while her feet paddle like a fury. When she finished the WoD she headed for the other big fan, which was close to her and on the cement floor. There she draped her body as close to the fan as possible while on cement floor, shoes off, then barefoot. She was still barefoot walking out the building. 

Talk about scaring the Little Old Gray Haired Lady (LOGHL). Not only are they skilled, but equally important, they have the speed. They were totally amazing. I wish I had a couple of photos for you because they are fascinating to watch in action.

Coach Charles told me I was in the Saturday 11 a.m. wave.

Yeah. I rolled my eyes. I cheesily grimaced. I left the building.

My saving grace doing the WoD today was that I am in the old group. Not the oldest division but close. img_6506And the weather was totally in my favor! It was in the upper 50’s to low 60’s, my perfect WoD zone. Then knowing I got to use a 10 pound dumbell just about caused my heart to leap out of my throat, pounding with happiness. 

I just had to start where I am, use what I have, do what I can as my very best. That said, my best is a 14-16 inch step-up and using that step box to do my faux burpee, a plank on the step since I have limited range of shoulder motion. Basta! My head was back in my game. I was in my mental zone. I had a plan.

3-2-1 GO!

The adrenalin kicked in and there I went, hands flying through the first ten snatches. Then came the first ten of the twenty when realizing I best cool my jets to maintain a healthier pace, I slowed down a bit to maintain my pace from then on. 

img_6508It is a given that I am never the fastest. I am always happy if I can keep up with good form, which I really tried hard to do. Definitely it took me the entire twenty minutes to complete as many repetitions as possible. But I did it.

I came. I saw. I conquered my mind. 

Ain’t Life Grand!