Josh O. led today’s session, and the focus was on the overhead squat. After warming up, we went straight to the work. (Joe, did you go straight to work?)
I was anxious to see if all of the focus on overhead squatting was going to result in a new 1RM. I warmed up with the bar, and then did 5 or so reps @ 75, 85, & 105#. When I had just 85# on the bar I said, “Josh, this may very well be all that I do today.” He asked, “Just overhead squat 85 pounds?” “No,” I replied, “just establish one rep max and call it a day.” I did reps @ 115 & 125#, and, as usual, I recorded all reps. Uhm, my depth was questionable on both attempts at 115 & 125#, so I did another rep of each. Time was running out and Josh said, “You have time to get in just one more rep.” The last rep @ 125# was a mess in that not only did I not squat deeply enough, I also couldn’t seem to keep the bar locked out overhead. I was reluctant to attempt anything heavier. Josh said, “A failed attempt is at least an attempt.” I quickly decided to attempt 135#, what I thought was a new 1RM when in fact 135# is my current 1RM.
The lift felt much more solid than most of the previous lifts. Huh? I reviewed recording and ensured that I broke parallel. Should I have attempted 140#?
30 double unders
15 power snatches, 75#
As I’ve struggled with double unders, I decided to use my heavier training rope for today’s metcon. I warmed up and was able to complete about 10 unbroken double unders. I thought, “Finally! I’ll be able to do a metcon with double unders.”
And then it all fell apart.
I just couldn’t get into a rhythm. I became so frustrated that I didn’t count any of the double unders I had completed and instead did 90 single unders. I stepped up to my bar, did a few power snatches, and then just stopped. I looked at Josh and said, “I’m done for the day.”
I wasn’t angry. I wasn’t frustrated. I know my limits. I. Was. Done. For. The. Day.
I sat down on a box and observed my fellow CFers. I then stripped the bar of 2, 5# plates and put them away. Jill, who was doing the metcon, said, “Did you hurt yourself? Are you okay?” Jill, you do indeed have a place in my heart, and it was very kind of you to ask about my well-being.
I grabbed a jump rope and it happened to be the correct length. I did a few single unders.
And then it all came together.
I did 30 unbroken double unders. I rested a moment and walked to the bar. As I had stripped 10#, I did about 10 or so 65# power snatches. And my form was much improved.
I did another few rounds of 30 unbroken double unders. I practiced power snatches. Josh observed my uncanny ability to complete double unders by turning only my right wrist. He looked shocked. Ha!
So, instead of feeling defeated, I felt elated!
I’m an eternal optimist.