Tuesday, November 16, 2010

First Post!

Let's start this off with a fun little CrossFit story.

Yesterday, my box did Fran - 21-15-9 pull-ups and thrusters. I haven't done Fran since March, when I did it in 5:33 using a 35# bar for thrusters and pull-ups with a blue band for assistance. I decided to up the weight by 10# and stick with the blue band. I can do real pull-ups, but I can't kip at all, so I never quite know how to handle high-rep pull-ups in a WOD. Anyway, my first set of thrusters was AWESOME! 45# was really too light - I didn't have to break the first set. Happily, I brought the bar down from overhead.

I heard a really loud noise and was momentarily dazed. Yes, friends, I'd dropped the bar on my head. My teeth hurt, and I was on the ground without really knowing how I'd gotten there. (Picture, if you will, a skinny white girl blinking in confusion on the mat.) I looked around for sympathy, preparing to be made much of and possibly cry.

Yeah, well, no one had noticed. In my not-exactly-clear-headed state, I decided it wasn't worth quitting the WOD over and got back to work. Once I finished (again in 5:33), I headed for an ice pack. The adrenaline was wearing off, my head was starting to really hurt, and my teeth were still sore from slamming together. As no one had witnessed my misfortune, I had to explain what had happened (which is much less fun, for some reason). I went home hoping I wasn't going to die of one of those slow brain bleeds. (I can be a little over-dramatic when it comes to injury.)

Later, I discovered I'd actually chipped a tooth. This morning, I'm debating visiting the dentist. Tonight, I am going to do the Filthy 50.

CrossFit can be so mean to me, but I love it so much. I swear it's a mostly healthy relationship.

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