Competition recap!

Readers Digest Version:

1. I survived
2. It was a train wreck
3. I hate crying
4. Ice is amazing!
5. More pictures are coming I just don’t have my hands on them yet!
Real Version:

I am alive still, and there will be at least 4 days off from the gym.  My back was already tight and sore so I had kines tape up one side and down the other (this is important later).  The first WOD was deadlifts and burpees.  Everyone knows burpees are the thing I am the slowest at and then some.  115 pound deadlift is nothing to me.  I am strong not fast.  When I practiced this workout I got through 3 full rounds, 5 deadlifts, and 2 burpees (6 minute time cap).  During the competition I got through 4 rounds, 5 deadlifts, and 12 burpees.  That my friends is almost a full round improvement!  I was stoked by this and my only goal for the day was to beat myself on every WOD.


My amazing friend/crossfitter Mallory and I after the first workout.

Onto the second workout which was wallballs and snatches.  It took me something like 12 minutes and change when I practiced and they put a 10 minute time cap on it.  We had 3 rounds of 20 wallballs and 20 – 45 pound statches.  On my second snatch in the first round my back popped and hurt like hell.  I quickly lost the feeling through my right ass cheek and the top of my leg.  Somehow I pushed through at VERY slow speed and made it to round 3 and pulled off 12 snatches.  I was the only one still working and everyone else in my heat was done.  My judge was amazing and one of the girls from our box.  I also had pretty much our whole gym around me and I remember thinking two things.  The first “this sucks really f’in bad” and the second “maybe no one can tell these are tears and they just look like sweat”.

I proceeded to lay on the mat outside as tears streamed and I attempted to pull my shit together.  I have no idea who pulled me up but I am pretty sure it was one of the guys.  I got inside and was down and out on the chiropractor table while I was texting her frantically (she was at a conference so not at the gym).  I then iced my back, put the tens unit on it, attempted to roll out, and repeat.  The chipper was up next and I am too much of a stubborn jackass to quit hurt or not.

Onto the third WOD.  It was a chipper of cleans, sit-ups, box jumps, jumping pull ups, singles, kettlebell swings, burpees, and overhead stationary lunges.  As I moved onto the floor one of the coaches was setting up.  He is the one who runs our 9am class and who I typically workout with, we had the following conversation (because I must have looked awful at this point).

Tommy: you ok?
Me: No
Tommy: What happened?
Me: My back is f’d up and I think I might be dying.
Tommy: Why don’t you not do this?
Me: Because I am a stubborn ass and not going to quit unless I am dead.
Tommy: Ok…go get em’ girl
**This conversation was completed with a quick ass slap**

My judge was Jody who also coaches our 9am class and I love.  As we stood there talking I told him I had to pee so if I peed while jumping rope or on the box jumps don’t be alarmed (those of you who crossfit know that sometimes a girl just pees her pants while working out…no biggie!).  I also told him I was going to try not to cry but I made no promises.  He hugged me and said something to the effect of “Girl you got 18 minutes, we got this all day” . Honestly, I expected the tears to come on the cleans from pain.  They didn’t.  I was rocking my old time (9:46 I think).  I made it to the box jumps when people said I started wincing from pain before every one (I didn’t notice guess it just happened).  I remember Jody saying “girl get yo ass up on that box”, and I did.  And I kept going.  I looked up at the clock before burpees and it read 6:30.  Holy shit there was a shot in pain or not I beat my old time.

I got to the burpees and it went to hell in a hand basket.  About burpee number 16 the tears started.  My back was locking up every time I got down on the ground.  Every.single.damn.time.  I got down and didn’t think I was getting back up.  The tears started…I recall exactly on #16.  I know this because I looked at the girl next to me who had torn her hands bad on pull ups.  There was blood everywhere, she was crying, I was crying, but we were still going.  I remember thinking if she hasn’t quit and is bleeding I can get my ass up off the floor.  And I did.  I somehow finished the WOD in 11 or 12 minutes; the girl next to me finished in 17:50 something (there was an 18 minute time cap).  I was so excited for her, and today have no voice from cheering for her.  She was a badass!

Next thing I knew I was sitting on the stack of weights, someone handed me a beer, my shoes were off and it was over.  I parked it on the floor, drank my beer, and ate chocolate.  I was a hot mess, in pain, but thrilled to be done.


Immediately after it was over, happy, kines tape half torn off my back, and smiling.

I was chilling in a different room with some of the guys who still had to finish.  We were talking about numbers and the WOD.  They were insisting that it was only 15 burpees.  I said “there is no way because I did 30 and just finished”.  Well, guess what?!?!  It was damn 15.  Jody (my poor judge) mis-read and I did 15 extra burpees, the thing I am the slowest at.  So between that and my back it explains my junk time.

I finished 8 out of 8 on the day.  You know what?  It doesn’t matter.  I finished and that is what counts.  I was hurt but I pushed through.  Lots of people from our gym finished in the top 3 of their category.  Its so amazing to workout with such a great group of people.  They really are like family.  If it had not been for them there is no way I would have finished.  I just couldn’t quit and disappoint them (nobody would have blamed me for quitting hurt, but I wasn’t going to do it).  They cheered like crazy and poured just as much into it as any of us did.  Not to mention they did a fine job beer running when it was over!

It was done around 430, and I stayed at the gym till about 930 to hang out.  By then my back hurt so bad I had to bounce.  I am working on getting pictures and will put up a post with a bunch when I get my hands on some.   Here are 2 more fun ones.  They aren’t the best quality but you get it.


Above: Myself in the green, Jimmy in red (he owns the gym), Michelle in blue, and Richard in black (he won first in scaled mens!).  Clearly something was funny and I am in love with this pic.


Our after party crew.  I am on the top right in black shorts and light blue shirt (showered and changed).  Jody in the red I am hugging after giving him a TON of crap about counting to 15 not 30.  Fine group of people right there.

Sorry this one is so long but ya know, memories!!



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10 responses to “Competition recap!

  1. Great job pushing through! Thanks for linking up with us.

  2. That is awesome! I have a friend who is a crossfit junkie and I’m always in awe of how she works out and is still alive to tell about it…LOL! Keep up the good work and congrats!!!

  3. Wow this is so cool!! I’ve always wanted to go to a competition and see what it’s all about!

    Way to go to just push through and do it–you’re a true athlete!

    • You should find one and go check it out! It really is an amazing thing to watch. Check out the garage games website for lots of hosting boxes. You’ll be surprised how many there are all over the place.

  4. Pushing through back pain for the win. I hope your back is feeling better soon. A little peeing during exercises never hurt anybody…well maybe it’d hurt someone with a UTI but other than that we’re
    Thanks for linking up.

  5. You are one determined woman! Congratulations! I hope you are feeling good again soon.

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