And I'm Back...

For those of you who used to read my blog (I use past tense because I've been absent for awhile), I'm going to attempt to get back to your regularly scheduled blogging. As I mentioned before in passing that school has a tendency to take over my life. To be frank, not much has changed; however, with the semester winding down and my brain continually on the fritz, I am planning (and hoping) that getting back to my blog will help me maintain a sense of balance in my hectic life.

OK. So enough with the blah blah blah about school and back to what really matters: CrossFit. This week so far I have deadlifted, power cleaned, front squated, push pressed, and done more ring dips than a person cares to do in single day. Add tall box jumps, sit ups, running and body rows to the mix and you've got an amalgam of three days worth of WOD's.

Strength-wise, my power cleans and push presses are coming along nicely, especially my power cleans. I'm feeling much better about my cleaning ability, and I am determined to make myself love (and crush) them. Front squats - eh, not so much. I have trouble driving up with my elbows. On the other end of the spectrum, in the metcon area, my box jumps, runs, body rows and sit ups are still relatively strong and feel that, in many ways, they are improving, which is all I can ask.

Everything aside, I'm excited about where I'm going CrossFit-wise and hope that I am able to frequent my lovely blogger space more often. Also, the next time I get some time off, I promise to post something more witty.

Fell Down Seven Times, Got Up Eight

Today was not a good day for me CrossFit-wise. For some reason or another I was just exhausted when I arrived at the Fort, and it didn't help that I wasn't exactly mentally prepared for the tasks laid out in front of me: 2000 meter row time trial (9:03.2 = absolutely terrible for me), three sets of five weighted ring dips (2.5kg - 5kg - 10kg (PR)) and nine rounds of nine body rows and nine push ups (10:02). It actually wasn't until I was done with the WOD that I actually felt a little more energetic and felt up for more strength and skill work; however, since it was getting late and I didn't want to interrupt the Ramp-Up class going on, I decided to go home.

On my drive home I contemplated my performance, going back and forth between scolding myself and reassuring myself that I was trying to change my diet and that everyone has their (in my case, really) bad days. However, my mule streak kicked in (thanks Grandma) and I decided that I would have to do an additional rowing WOD to take back my title as well as put myself up there on board for weighted ring dips. I know it doesn't seem like much but it makes me feel better about the whole situation.