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CF Open WOD #2

I have to admit that this weekend, I was really struggling to figure out why on Earth I signed myself up for this thing. I was feeling pretty OK Saturday morning when I woke up. I knew that this WOD would be tough for me b/c of the 24” box jumps. See, I NEVER jump that box. If that height is Rx’d for the day’s workout, I just step b/c I have always just thought that I would bust my ass.

Anyway, WOD 11.2 was a 15 minute AMRAP of:

  • 9 dead lifts @ 155#
  • 12 CF games style push ups
  • 15 box jumps @ 24”

I was in heat three and saw most of the guys getting in the 7 round range. I guess that I developed the expectation of getting in that range as well. Unfortunately, I didn’t even come close. I got 5 rounds plus 9 deads and 5 push ups. Meh.

I had to take the box jumps really slow and one at a time out of straight up fear that I was going to bush my shit open.

Here’s the part that I’ve been running through my head over and over. If I had done this WOD in class, I would have thought nothing of my score. For all intents and purposes, I got in a GREAT workout. Hell, it’s HUGE for me that I jumped every single time onto a box that is a height that I previously thought was no possible for me. I would have rang the bell!

Within the context of the CF games “sectionals” though, man, this threw me for a loop as I got one of the lowest scores in the box. I can see why certain people in the gym enjoy this. If you are good at it and kicking ass, it’s sort of nice to see how your rank COMPETATIVELY with everyone else that is doing this. For me, well, it’s a little different. I don’t really enjoy seeing how close to the bottom of the barrel I am. I was pretty bummed about this for most of the day even though I told myself that I wouldn’t do that, that it really doesn’t matter, and that I don’t care.

Victoria did a great job of putting it into context and adding some perspective which logically, I completely get, comprehend, and understand. I guess I just don’t truly believe it, otherwise I wouldn’t have felt so bad.

It’s funny, all I could think about was “great, way to bring the rest of the team down with a crap score”. Oh well.

I love this community, this sport, etc, but I am really starting to think that competing is really just not for me until I can figure out how to just suck it up, say I did the best I could, and let it go.