Well today's WOD at CrossFit 317 was The Filthy Fifty
50 Box jump (24/20)
50 Jumping pull-ups
50 Kettlebell swings (35/24)
Walking Lunge, 50 steps
50 Knees to elbows
50 Push press (45/35)
50 Back extensions
50 Wall balls (20/14)
50 Double unders
Coach Ashley was on top of it and scaled me down to 25, so I'm calling it Trying Twenty-Five! The only substitution I had to make (aside from halving it) was the knees to elbows in which I did v-ups (on already sore abs from the 45 v-ups during Wednesday's WOD where I'd substituted them for toes to bar). With those substitutions in mind I think I did pretty well, we were limited to 40 minutes and I managed to do 203 of the 250, given another 7-10 minutes I could have finished, I was running out of steam but I only had 22 burpees and 25 double unders (although I would have done singles, I can barely do singles, doubles are still beneath me but I did buy a rope and plan to start dedicating 5-10 minutes to singles Tuesdays/Thursdays/Saturdays/Sundays, the days I don't do a WOD currently, till I've got them down well, right now I think my record in a row is 3 or 4).
- Box Jumps: powered through, 3/4 of the class finished their 50 before I did my 25, a lot of that was demounting the box... my brain was like "you want me to do whaaaaat?" when I'd go to step backwards off to get ready to reset. By the end I was no longer hesitating though, I had a similar issue with ring rows at first.
- Jumping pull-ups: actually not that bad and I had the added benefit of being sandwiched between two of the fairer sex doing theirs on either side of me, felt a bit liked a maddened tinpot dictator with his loyal (and deadly) female honor guard, Gaddafi's Amazonian Guard has (had I suppose) NOTHING on the girls of CrossFit 317!
- Kettlebell swings: I'm no stranger to these, those of you that know me know I've a 1 and 2 pood here at the house, I powered through them as fast as my lungs and heart allowed. I was doing 50 a day with a 2-pood earlier this year while I'd watch tv every evening over the course of a few hours.
- Walking lunge: lunges and world's greatest absolutely kill my heart and lungs, these took a few minutes to get done and at my weight I don't get anywhere near as low as anyone else, I'd get 7-8 in and have to stop for several seconds. My balance was also getting pretty sloppy at the end and aborted several attempts.
- Knees to elbows: here I did v-ups, I was already quite sore from 45 of these on Wednesday as I learned after sneezing at work today. The first two weren't very fun but after that I honestly didn't notice any pain or tenderness, I did have to stop every 3-4 though for an equal length breather.
- Push press: not too bad other than the fact I was pretty breathing quite hard by this point (and was winded the rest of the WOD and for a good 15 minutes after the 40 minutes was up). I made it through the first 20 in about a minute and a half and needed a drink bad at this point, had my drink and another 45 seconds or so of a breather then one of the previously mentioned fierce women locked eyes and gave me a good "come on just 10 more!" I sloppily shook my head and mouth 5 more while holding up fingers "come on then just 5 more" that was enough motivation, picked that bar back up, got into position and hammered those out.
- Back extensions: I zombie shuffled to the other room and 3 people were doing back extensions already so I moved on to wall balls and came back after I'd finished them, I was the last person to do my back extensions. Managed to squeeze my long and thick legs in, get my hips set, go down for the first and one of the many voices in my brain sounds the klaxon "warning, warning, warning, attention arms and legs body is staring to list to bow, capsize imminent warning warning warning" but the coach was still in the room so I tried to shut the voice up and did a few, she left and I shot up like a rocket to get the internal klaxon to shut off. The next 7 or 8 were similar, once I had those done though my brain was finally listening to me "oh, ok, we aren't going to fall forward and die, ok, very well then". Got to 22, had to stop for a good 30-45 seconds and then struggled through the last 3.
- Wall balls: wall balls aren't my friend, while I have one of the deepest squats in the gym (all 3 coaches have complimented it, see working on electronics on the floor and not wanting to sit down WAS exercise people, holding those very deep squats has paid off) it's the coming out of it part that really taxes the heart and lungs... I can get the ball up fine (usually have to dial it down or I send it too far up and can stop and make tea while I wait for it to return from an attempt to become the next artificial satellite around our planet) but I can do 3-5 before I have to stop and start embracing the void to slow my heart rate and lungs, hey an archery skill comes in handy here... see sometimes holding that string back for minutes before loosing an arrow wasn't me being weird it was a mental exercise that pays off a lot, this is just one avenue it's helpful. It took me probably five minutes to get through the 25.
- Burpees: I got to these after back extensions, the last 3 back extensions had the heart and lungs going hard enough I was a wet noodle trying to stand up, it was 2 minutes easy before I even got up and another 45 seconds before I got to the first burpee, at this point I had 1 minute left on the clock, I did the first one and shot up, got down for the second one and started to melt into the floor, 15 seconds left and I shoot up and right back down, 1 second left and with a groan not unlike the Titanic striking that iceberg (or torpedo, the verdict is still out) I pushed myself up to one knee then stood up, time over, jumped and finished that 3rd burpee.
- Double unders: unfortunately I never got around to these, which is probably a good thing... I felt pukey getting ready to make an apperance after that 3rd burpee and if he didn't before I finished them he certainly would have before I finished 25 singles with the rope.
Well, there you have it. A 300+ pound man's attempt at the Filthy Fifty, or as I would put it the Trying Twenty-Five. This ends my first month of CrossFit, it's certainly been an exhausting (and frustraing sometimes) experience but I paid for my 2nd month yesterday. I like it, it's tough but the coaches over at CrossFit 317 are great and so are the members. I doubt I'll ever remember a fraction of the names but the regular faces I see are already feeling like comrades in arms, family forged in the firey bowels of the psychological & physical battle that is CrossFit.