I've been around the box, I promise. This lack of updates is more about me trying to get other things done. When I started, I had some time at night in the hotel to write a "here's how it went". At home now, more demands on my time, it's more of a struggle. I do apologize.
Today's main exercise was 30 minutes of sweet barbell loving. 3-10 minute EMOMs consisting of 5 reps of power snatch (first 10), push jerks, then power cleans. The goal was to go up in weight as you're able, while maintaing form.
What I love- lots of barbell time. Weights we're manageable...ish. Opportunity to work on form with a watchful eye.
What I loath- Power Snatches... can't hit that hip crease, physics still says no. Loathe barbells as cardio. Loathe adding weights (I don't breath well when moving plates on or off the bar).
So that was 30 minutes of awesome today. Did some other stuff... typically CrossFit warmup, and post WOD was a 10 minute +2 rep ladder of situps and pushups. Actually had to stop halfway though, had cramps in the calves, and then in the abs. Clearly potassium deficient at the moment.
More updates-
Workouts going well, food not so much. Going to start using myfitnesspal again this week, need to make a new email/login with something attached to The CrossFit Nomad, or maybe even re-brand since I'm no longer nomadic... at the moment. Who knows.
Trying to get back to the two a days when I can. Double dipping on the benefits. One, it's more work and should help get some of this stubborn weight off. Two, I'm getting better at soccer.
******Soccer Stuff******
Having a blast. It's becoming my "why" for working out. It's a clear, measurable goal, and I love it. Started the new season Sunday, played my best game yet, thanks in part to the good coaching and training I've been getting in. Seeing those early gainz as it were.
Do have a story. You see, it was my best game in goal, but we lost. Picture if you will, a tied score, 20 seconds (ish) left in the match. Guy kicks the ball from mid-field. Thats PLENTY of time to see it in, and get in a good position to catch the ball. Then the moment of impact. The ball didn't stop in my hands like it was supposed to. You see, I had them just a little too wide, in a good basketball catching space. So the ball hit my pointer fingers and thumbs, then it hit my face. To add insult to injury, it then went into the goal, scoring the winner with no time left to do anything. I'm not sure what was redder, the side that got hit, or the side that showed my embarrassment.
It's funny now, but it's another important lesson learned the hard way. Back to our winning ways Sunday.
