Yeah, you read that right. I was wobbly, talking nonsense, and otherwise in rough shape. It was a lot like I had been drinking. Drinking a lot. LOL! Gave Carmen a good chuckle.
Tonight was my last night at Soulshine. Much like when I left CFDS, this happened suddenly as in today suddenly. Wasn't going to show up tonight, there was supposed to running... but they changed it. DT. I saw it Saturday at the games, and I saw some of it at CFDS (of all places) on the last day I stopped by to visit. Good. I wanted to try this. But first, a 15 minute EMOM.
And this wasn't a normal EMOM. This was squat cleans, going up in weight every round. Wait. 15 rounds, with the weight going up... start low. And I did. 75# was the start, and the first 5 rounds, sucked. Too light. Not very good form, bar way out in front... as the weight got heavier, I got better though. Around round 10, I had 35# plats on the bar, and I kept adding 5's and 10's. Round 13, missed the first pull, elbows weren't fast enough. I didn't yell out something like !@#$, but man I wanted to. I took a breath, then hit the lift. 2 more to go. 14 looked a better. 15, added more weight for the last time. Wasn't sure where I was at, half assed tried to count it, then decided I didn't want to know. Changing weights kills my airflow, so I waited an extra 30 seconds on this last one. Finally, did it. It looked, or at least felt pretty damn good, I must say. Carmen afterwards said that it looked easy. DANG IT. Could have done more. Sigh. Add it up. Bar, plate, plate... 115... two more plates, 145, all the little plates. 15 pound PR. 170# now, and according to the coach, it "looked easy". I'm going to hit my goal of 200 by the end of the year, I know it. Rang that Navy PR bell like a champ. YESSIR!
Oh, as a bonus, my knee didn't bug me a single time... well, maybe a little in the beginning. I skipped some of the warm ups to make sure I had enough in it. Good call today.
Now, on to DT... this sucked. On so many levels. I was feeling good from the PR. "Lets go for 115, that sounds like a good idea". 115 would be a good workout, if I was fresh. I got... let me backup. DT, if you don't know, is 12 deadlifts, 9 hang power cleans, 6 jerks. 12 minute time cap. This was the only workout I really watched of the games. They did it at 205... and they were fast. We'll see what I get. I got through those deadlifts, no biggy. First hang clean. No. LOL. Not going to be able to get 45 of them... not even sure on the jerks. Dropped down to 95, and, again, changing weights is an issue. Lose a lot of air. Lost a lot of time too. Second set of DL's, felt some soreness in my back. No bueno. I kept going, taking smarter breaks, stretching and twisting. I made half way through the 4th round cleans, but didn't finish before hitting 12 minutes... So tired. I dropped to a knee... then after about 30 seconds, went to the back (felt a few vertebrae pop too), laid there for about a minute. Then started doing the stretches where you put one leg across your body, then flipped over and did some scorpions. Back felt better.
This WOD worked me though. I wasn't near the fan, so I was a little hotter than I might have otherwise been. I think that, along with the workout itself... punch drunk. I feel like I dripped a measuring cup of sweat too. Nasty, I know, but you've sweat, imagine how much it actually takes to do that. I feel like I was close, no exaggeration... I took my time putting on my shoes, said my good byes, and still walked and jibber jabbered like I'd been drinking. Funny thing, can't wait for another crack at DT.
Welps, thats it. Sudden last day at Soulshine, yet I'm leaving with a few PR's, a new product I really like (#junkheadbands if you didn't see it yesterday), and some better form on my pulls. Thanks Dave, Carmen, and Zak. It was great while it lasted, but never say never, I may return sooner than later.
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