Ok, here it is, Friday night before I jump back into the wringer. I have been imagining a strategy to take on 13.1 and improve my score. I need to beat my meager 63 points from Thursday; but to subject myself to this abuse again, the score had better break 100. Here’s what I am imagining from the comfort of my kitchen table, with a glass of red wine. My ability to break 100 will be dependent upon my ability to pull off the second round of snatches after the second round of Burpees.
- Five Minutes for the first 40 Burpees = 40 points
- Two Minutes for 30 45# Snatch = 30 points
- Five Minutes for next 30 Burpees = 30 points
- Five Minutes left for 30 75# Snatch = X points
I’m off to bed for now. I’ll revisit this post tomorrow after we know the results. We’ll know if I am simply optimistic, or just delusional.
OK, I am back. It’s 6:00 Saturday morning. I went to bed at 10:30, planning on getting 7 1/2 hours of sleep so I’d be well rested for 13.1, but I woke up at 4:00 and couldn’t get back to sleep. So I got up and fixed a steak omelette and coffee at 4:30. I was concerned about breakfast, since I seldom eat anything before going to the gym for my regular 6:30 WODs. I knew I couldn’t work out three hours later, not having eaten, so rising early resolved that issue. As I am typing this, my alarm clock just went off.
It’s now 11:30, I returned from CF2a, I’m showered and dressed. I am refreshed. It is time to share the reality of 13.1 Part Deux. Just how did my strategy unfold when faced with the real fatigue of Burpees?
Well I was right on target with the first round, I glanced at the clock and the first set of Burpees was done at 4:48, I was right on schedule. As I moved to the Snatch, I was dying to catch my breath and I desperately wanted to put my heart back in my chest where it belongs. I lost precious time, I completed the Snatches at 8:09, I am now down by 1:09 from my strategy.
Now it’s back to those cursed Burpees. Stacy was my judge and she was doing everything she could to keep me going, “Just give me five more.” “Your halfway there, keep going.” “OK, catch your breath, be ready to go, 3,2,1.” Greg was watching too, “Chuck, don’t stop moving!” I finished the second round of Burpees, I was up to the 100 point mark.
Now load up the bar for the next round of Snatches, still dying to catch my breath. I am turning into a puddle of mush. I grab the bar and lock out the first 75# snatch, I get a few more, I drop one, I’m out of gas. I hear Stacy yell, “fifteen seconds left, you have time for one more lift!” I latched onto the bar and popped it up and locked it overhead, I tossed it to the floor and that crashing barbell was the sweetest sound I had heard all day. 13.1 Part Deux was done and I finished with 106 points, 43 more than Thursday.
It’s time for a cappuccino, and maybe a nap!