And by Transformers they don’t mean machines, they mean transforming normal people into hot, crying messes. At least that’s what happened to me!
First, the good news. We were doing some silly strength cycle (I hate strength cycles.. I shouldn’t, but I do.) so I decided to find my C&J 1RM again, which I haven’t done in months. The last time I did it, back in April, I couldn’t get 165, and had to settle for 155, so bummed that day!
So I was determined to get a better number, and I DID! I cleaned 175, and then jerked 175, and Tom didn’t ‘see’ it, so I had to do it again, and I did it again!! It was heavy, but it wasn’t impossible. I knew with this sort of elation, that this WOD would certainly tear me down. It looked way easier than it sounded.
10 Rounds for Time
2 – Squat Cleans (225/155)
3 – Muscle Ups
4 – HSPU
I don’t like squat cleans, but I can do them. I prefer not to do them if I don’t have to, so I kept getting yelled at to squat clean 155, which just ended up being harder on my body. At one point, Russ was yelling at me to squat it, so I did to appease him, and wtf, I jammed my elbow by mistake into my knee, which jammed my wrist (cause you know, I had 155lbs in my hands). That’s when I broke down and was like, SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LEAVE ME ALONE PLEASE. I power cleaned the rest of the cleans, did my 3 ring dips/3 ring rows for the muscle up scale, and my HSPUs.. which Justin came over and critiqued and criticized. Jesus Christ, people. Leave me the hell alone. I know I can’t do them to your standards. Please, just let me get through this god awful WOD.
I don’t know if anyone knew I was crying, but it was miserable. I don’t know if it was just me, or what, but I hated this WOD.
What was crazy is, my strength felt good. My diet has been great. I’ve been eating well, cut out all the carbs, starches, sugars, etc. I just broke down mentally under the pressure of this workout. And when I hurt my right wrist during the bum squat clean, I came unraveled. Bleh. It made me think of Dave saying how easy it is to hurt yourself, even when you’re doing things you’re used to. That’s when I thought, this is stupid. I’m going to do it in the way I’m comfortable with, so that I minimize my risk of injuries. The last thing I need is to get hurt doing something that only takes up an hour of my day, and have it affect the rest of my life for the next 1-2 weeks, nonstop. Not worth it.
Fortunately, my wrist is okay, it’s still a little tender, but it hasn’t hindered me from any movements or regular activity. PHEW.
AND I CLEAN AND JERKED 175!!!!!! AHHHHH!!!!!