Competition Recap...

Soo I had my big competition yesturday and I really was soo nervous I actually peed 7 times in the first hour I was there!!! Thats cray!  Anyway enought about bodily functions it was great as soon as I got there I found my crew got my heat assignments and we discussed who was going when so we could be there for them when they throw down.  I had the 21-15-9 round wod first which kind of fatigued me for the day.  I just tell you that they pulled the trash can over to my area because I was definitly ready to barf.  Seriously I could barely walk, talk or breathe.  I was a lil worried because I the lift wod next within the hour and there was no way I could recover fully from that.  My buddy Ron got me a vitacoco which I mixed my new sweet potatoe protein with once I got that down I felt better but I was upset because while I was lifting my girl Brooke was doing the 21-15-9 rounds of torture and I couldnt be there to cheer for her.


On to my next wod ...Im soo dissapointed with myself and theres nothing anyone can say... I know i still had one of the heavy lifts of the day but I couldve really killed it.  Any normal day I can do it and it couldve been a mix of nerves, and fatigue but I couldnt get anymore than 125 up 3x for a clean and jerk.  Ive done 140 so my goal was to PR at 155 but it just wasnt happening.  Btw my sternum is the most bruised its ever been.. it acutally hurt to lay down.  I know alot of people think we are nuts for wanting to participate in this sport but if you ever came out and just saw a normal class or the espn crossfit games.... you would get it.  Its amazing, the people ive become friends with from my crossfit box.  Theyre amazing and yes we may be a cult but when I explain it to other people, I now tell them its more like a club where we do intense crazy workouts and hang out and laugh in that hour when we eventually catch our breaths.  Some of these people have helped me do things they dont even know they did because theyre just amazing people.  For instance... I was soo nervous about this competition  that I talked about it for weeks,  can I tell you the only people who came out to watch and cheer me on were my friends from my box.  Not my friends or family... my cult came to support me.  Even my bud Melissa who is on crutches and cant drive got her ass over to Philly to be there for us.

Let me tell you.. they came and came strong, the extra pointers and screams when you feel like you cant run another 10 meters will push you further than your lungs can even handle.  Even at one point when I thought I would sneak away to finish my last event (which I wasnt thrilled to do) without anyone watching so they wouldnt see me fail miserably... when I looked and they were all there.  I was even handed a beer as soon as I finished YAY, and I was told they were surprised because I looked like I ran out of steam but got another 2 rounds in.  I was out of steam but its because of them screaming for me that I did get 2 more rounds.   I love them for this and thats another reason why I love this cult/club/gym whatever you want to call it, crossfit is great for the body and the soul.

I woke up today sooo sore... I wasnt expecting that since I didnt feel like my results were good.  Now I know I gave it everything I had because my body was ailing.  My quads, arms, shoulders, traps, and even the sides of my neck were sore... but the good sore like I pushed myself as hard as I could and gave it my all.  I almost needed this because now Im not so dissapointed knowing I can barely do the clean shrug today I def gave it everything I had.  I was just burnt out at that point.  Now trying to figure out how to get around that for the next competition.  I cannot wait to compete again.. it was soo much fun... but I truly think it was more fun screaming and cheering for my friends!!  Oh yeah did I mention we went out for food after and had delishous BBQ on south street!  What a fab day!

Rob and I ran some errands, had brunch (steak and eggs!) and, cleaned the house.  I was waiting around all day for my 545pm softball game which I was excited for since it was my first game with the coed team.  I stretched and foam rolled as best as possible and felt ready to kick ass.  We ended up having a few extra people so we rotated.  The game sucked... we lost... whatever.  Afterwards I was thinking about it and I got pissed.  I waited all day to play and only played a few innings, never even got my hands on the ball and only got to hit 3 times.  That sucks I play because I like to play not because I like to wait all day to play and cheer from the bench... I like to share and rotate I believe everyone should have a chance to play but I wasnt happy about it last night.. I might as well have stayed home and rested my shoulders.  I dont care if we lost or won, I just like to play.

After I got home and ready for bed my shoulders were shot... pretty much couldnt lift my arms up past my head lol.  I now am understanding that I did the best I could and left it all at the festivus games.  I look forward to killing it next year.  I just hope I can WOD tomorrow lol.