I got all nice and bendy with the P90X X Stretch video this morning -- but then I attended my first CrossFit class today, which whupped me thoroughly.
We started with a 15-minute warm-up (1000-meter row, push-ups, pull-ups), and then, while the other two people in class today practiced crisp, explosive squat cleans with barbells and plates, I started learning how to do them with a hollow PVC pipe. "Learning" may be too generous; I had serious trouble following along with the movement. I kept flailing around, arms and legs akimbo, and although I finally managed to "advance" to practicing with a 45-pound bar, I never got proficient enough to justify putting plates on it. I'm pretty sure Tim was getting exasperated by my total inability to follow his very specific pointers. By the end, I was just heaving around the bar like a crazed, sweaty moron.
God, I hate homework, but I'm going to have to figure out how to fix my form by watching videos like this one:
I fared better with the metcon portion of today's class. The task was to do as many circuits of 3 exercises (five 24-inch plyo box jumps, 10 push-ups and 15 Abmat sit-ups) as possible in 10 minutes. I managed 9 circuits, but had to lie down afterwards. While I mopped up my sweat, Tim kindly pointed out that he intentionally programmed an "easy" one to give me a gentle welcome to CrossFit. Gee, thanks!
Holy hell, I'M TERRIBLE AT THIS.
But I'm hooked. Definitely coming back for more.
