Upon returning from the Rockies, I figured I'd kick some butt in the gym. After all, I did all sorts of high-altitude training, like carrying our luggage from our room to the trunk of our rental car, and slowly walking to breakfast. Returning to an oxygen-rich environment should make me a beast, right? Right?
Wednesday's workout began with touch-and-go deadlifts, which felt pretty good. But then came the metcon:
5 rounds for time:
- 12 kettlebell cleans and presses (6 with each arm - 24kg / 16kg)
- 12 box jumps (24")
- Row 200 meters
I probably shouldn't have gone with the 24 kilogram (53 pound) kettlebell, because I spent the duration of the workout suffering. The box jumps and rowing didn't bother me (too much), but the presses left me gasping for air. And we're at sea level.
Result: 15:47 as RXed. I'm pretty sure I came in last in my class -- in large part because I bit off more than I can chew with the heavy KB cleans and presses.
Today's workout was much more my speed -- well, most of it. Here's what Tim wrote on the board:
- 800 meter run
- Then, 7 rounds of:
- 7 burpees
- 7 pull-ups
- After that? Another 800 meter fun run.
Sounds like a blast, right?
Actually, I was fine with the burpees and pull-ups; after all, bodyweight exercises are my bread and butter. But sadly, my running remains atrocious, and I nursed a side stitch throughout my final 800 meters. Fun!
Result: 15:43 as RXed.
Okay -- no mas. Must. Sleep. Now.