Yesterday was Snatches for max weight in reps of: 1 – 1 – 1 – 1 – 1 – 1 – 1
Then 3 rounds of:
5 Snatches
15 Over Head Squats
Run 430m
This is the first time for me Snatches have been done in a proper workout and I enjoyed them. Especially pleasing was getting a significant max weight of 60kg. As per usual however, it was the running that let me down in the workout. For the first time ever, I was actually in the lead after the first round! But the gas tank was running on empty and… I… just… couldn’t… run… another… step…. My time of 15:42 with a 34kg Snatch was poor, only because of the runs (or more specifically, the partial walks).
I was chatting with Karen afterwards and explained that whilst running I felt like each breath I took wasn’t getting enough oxygen in. No matter how fast or how deep I breathed, I constantly felt starved of air. Of course Karen pointed out that that’s how she feels every time too, and you just have to make the decision to keep on running!
Is that all it is? Is it all in my mind? Is this the mythical “pain barrier”? Do I “hit the wall” but bounce off? Is there really a utopia of endorphins on the other side?
When my body is telling me: that if I keep running like I’m doing then I am actually going to collapse on the concrete and die of asphyxiation! How do I figure out if it’s telling the truth, or I’m just being a wimp and should suck it up and keep going? I realise that reads slightly melodramatic, but on the 2nd round run yesterday, when I reached the point where I decided to walk, the picture in my head really was, if I don’t stop running now the next person round that corner is going to find me face down in the gutter.
Being a mathsy person (no really! 😉 ), it has always irritated me when people say things like, “I put in 110%”, which is a mathematical oxymoron. However Crossfit is one of those things where I put in >100% most of the time. 100% being the amount of effort I think I’m capable of, and all the bits above 100% being the bits where Crossfit consistently makes me exceed my own expectations.
Yesterday however, I think I *only* put in 100%, and it’s actually quite funny how disappointed that makes me feel in myself!