I’ll get to the title in a moment.
The week began well! Deep and crisp and even, the frost this morning was cutting. Stomping through it to the gym at 0600, I was feeling pretty bloody festive and jolly! I decided to take a few snaps, as I crunched my way across the compound.
Costa coffee on hand, and mostly recovered from the Rectus Femoris pull last week, I was intent on raising the numbers in the Snatch High Pulls.
Morning Strength Session
EMOM 20 – Snatch High Pull
- 5 x 1 @ 45kg
- 5 x 1 @ 50kg
- 5 x 1 @ 55kg
- 5 x 1 @ 60kg
This is an increase of 5kg at every level from last week and the form was strong on almost every single pull; very pleased with this set!
And then things started to go….less well…..
CrossFit Watford 1830 Session
Having had a pretty minimal lunch of a chicken breast and not much else, I had intended eating in London during a work trip.
However, that didn’t materialise and the 1930 session I’d intended to get to became 1830 as a spot came up. Rushing back on the Tube, I didn’t eat anything and drove straight over to CFW. I had realised I’d not eaten but only, foolishly, downed some sachet of ‘cherry juice’ or some such freebie. Feeling fine though, I headed headlong in to:
3 x 5 Thrusters (up to 85% 1RM)
60 / 65 / 70 (x 2, struggled, reracked) / 5 x 70kg unbroken!
Happy with the lifts, I felt a little drained in the legs but pretty happy with a 5RM of 70kg.
- Min 1 – 30 x Double Unders
- Min 2 – 15 x Burpees
- Min 3 – 15 Cal Row
The first round of double unders were ropey…my legs felt pretty heavy…and broke 3 times or so. Still, they were complete in under 30 secs and I hit the floor for the burpees. It took 50 secs to do 15 burpees! This was not a good sign. 15 cals on the rower complete in 45 secs. Back to double unders. Focusing, I managed to complete 27 before a quick break and finish. The burpees were another 50 sec slog before crawling on to the rower. 15 cals in 50 secs…1 pull per cal….and as I picked up the rope my vision rapidly began closing in, my legs started to shake and I stopped.
Taking myself over to the side, I slumped down, my heart rate absolutely racing! I stood up, and then sat back down again with a smack.
Charlie came over with an oat bar and it was at that point I wanted to kick myself for being such a complete twat and not eating properly today. I know it’s the silly season, with mince pies, chocolates and shit but they are not the substitute for food, people. I bloody mean it. High Intensity training is just that and it requires energy. I wasted myself during the Thrusters, achieving a new PR, and what was left was drained during the workout; I felt like a car running out of fuel.
So, learn the lessons, people!
Eat, Drink, Workout!