CrossFit Open: One is the Loneliest Number

Alright – I’ll go ahead and get it out of the way. Bill’s beating me by one point in the CrossFit Open. ONE POINT. He got two more Handstand Pushups than I did. We were tied for awhile, but someone else swooped in and beat me, and trust me – I will find you.

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16.4 was the WOD I was waiting for. A chipper – my cardio is way better than Bill’s – with medium weight deadlift and high reps:

Complete as many rounds and reps as possible in 13 minutes of:
55 deadlifts (225 lb for guys/155 lb for ladies)
55 wall-ball shots (20 lb to a 10 ft target for guys/14 lb to a 9 ft target – thank God – for ladies)
55-calorie row
55 handstand push-ups

Woof.

Here’s how the Open goes down at my gym, C3: We get together on Friday nights (we call it Friday Night Lights), sign up for heats, and cheer each other on. For 16.1, we had a potluck afterwards and celebrated the end of our nutrition challenge. For 16.2, we had another gym throw down with us, and for 16.3, that same gym hosted us. 16.4 has been my favorite night so far – EIGHTIES NIGHT! I can’t stress to you how much I love themed parties. If every day of the world was a different theme and we wore costumes as regular clothes, my life would be complete.

Bee tee dubs – Bill and I joked about showing up dressed as babies because we were born in the late 80s. #90skid

So last Friday, instead of stretching and warming up like a sane person, I spent most of my time taking pictures and laughing with friends – way worth it.

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Sweatbands for the win
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Can’t do 80s night without a leotard
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“Hey! All the girls get in a circle and lay down!”

Because I wasted all my time at the beginning AND because I had just eaten dinner, I signed up for the last heat. I needed to digest a little bit, so why not go last, right? When 7:30 p.m. rolled around, I realized I was literally the only one setting up for 16.4.

*cue power ballad*
*cue power ballad*

So I did 16.5 alone, with everyone watching me. Every single rep was verified by my judge AND at least 20 other people. So no need to worry, HQ, my score is legit – because I know it matters when you’re 18,484th in the world.

I was really glad I decided to break up the deadlifts into sets of 7. Because by the end of it, I was doing sets of 5. While 155 pounds isn’t a whole lot, lifting it FIFTY-FIVE TIMES IS. I moved fairly quickly through those – that was definitely my strength in this WOD.

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I moved to the wall balls, and honestly, I don’t remember what I did. I probably started off with 10 reps, then moved fairly quickly to 5 reps. Wall balls are Lucifer incarnate.  About halfway through the row, I literally stopped rowing. For a good two seconds. I just….stopped. Then all 20 of my judges yelled at me to keep going, so I did. The row was just a slow death.

I finished the row with about a minute and a half left, but nothing left in the tank. I attempted probably 10 handstand pushups, but only two of them counted, so there’s that.

Can you just hear my people? It was like that the whole time!

And here’s what I looked like afterwards:

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That hurt.

As much as my people cheered me on, as much as I was encouraged by them – I still did all 167 of those reps on my own. It was my pace, my responsibility, my WOD. Certainly, I wouldn’t have done as well without them, but I had to put in the work myself. And in order to get those two HSPUs (even though my greedy goal was to get 10), I put in a lot of work beforehand to get to where I am now. We all do. That’s the beauty of CrossFit – we work our butts off for improvement, for endurance, and to look good in an 80s leotard.

So it is with faith. Not the leotard part. But the individual’s work part. A few weeks ago, I wrote about how important community is – that iron sharpens iron and we’re better together. And I believe that with all my guts.

But that doesn’t mean I don’t have to do the work. I’m not going to become better simply by osmosis. I have to put in the hard work – and I have to put my money where my mouth is. Prayer. Study. Intentional community. The workout regimen, so to speak, of the Christian life. And here’s a big one: God is a loving God, so I better love people even if I don’t like them. That’s hard work. But it’s my training regimen. And no one can do my work for me.

“Not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us.” – Romans 5:3-5

*photo creds: Kelley Chance – check out her website!*

 

 

One is the Loneliest Number

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