Monday’s WOD was a bit brutal, having looked at it on our CrossFit’s Facebook group, so I was hoping yesterday would be a little easier on us by way of balance. Well, we didn’t have thrusters or pull-ups, but what we did have was … more running!
Having managed to get 25kg up to my shoulders previously, I decided to start at that weight for the clean and jerk, and work up to 30kg by the last three sets of reps. No problem at all with the power clean (bar from floor to shoulders without squatting below parallel), and with a quick push jerk it was above my head, with arms locked. I could possibly have whacked another 2.5kg on just for good measure. I’ll save that for next time.
As we had the resident Olympic weightlifting coach taking the session today, the warm ups involved lots of rolling our legs, hips, and backs around on foam rollers on the floor. And wow, did it hurt when that thing pressed into the fronts of my thighs. “If it hurts, you need to work on your leg muscles!” he shouted as we all rolled around in agony. Nothing like a simple warm-up to expose your weaknesses …
I’ll have to ask him what exactly he would recommend in that department though, as he didn’t actually say at the time. I daresay if I ever manage to lift the minimum weight required for the Olympic weightlifting classes I’ll find out, not that I intend to take up those classes.
And then it was time for the running. Five 800m runs, and as many press-ups as you could fit in on your return, with each set time-limited to four minutes and thirty seconds. The last time we did this sort of thing I didn’t even make it back in time to do any burpees (what a shame), but this time I was back with 30 seconds to spare on the first run, so got seven press-ups in. Yeah, yeah – upper-body strength is lacking, I know, but I’m working on it. I managed another seven after the next two runs, and then I started flagging. I only got five in on the fourth round, and two on the last. The guys with the upper-body strength knocked out anything between 90 and 150 of the bloody things, and they only finished their runs about 30 to 40 seconds ahead of me. I should say we had a two-minute rest between rounds, in case you’re wondering how I managed to do all that in one go!
It was only on the way home that I started thinking about the weight I was lifting. It’s easy to think “30 kilos is rubbish”, but convert it to Imperial, and it’s four stone, 10 pounds! That’s 37% of my current body weight. Therefore, my next goal is 50% of my body weight, or 40kg.