So I posted before that I was on a mission to cut weight to the 75 KG class, which totally happened! But it was weird because we weighed in on a digital scale that was sitting on a carpet surface. Who knew? I had to make sure I made weight on my scale at home, because no scale I have ever gotten on is as rude as that one.
I was using water loading as my strategy, which I described in my last entry. Which I stated was pretty stupid, and I’ll stand by that. It was pretty stupid. This is what it was like:
Monday and Tuesday were actually a breeze. I felt super hydrated and the most awesome side effect was that my contacts didn’t feel glued to my eyes like the usually do. They actually popped right out at night as I took them out before bed (usually I kinda have to “peel” them out–gross I know).
Wednesday I got to drink 1 gallon. Compared to the first two days, I actually felt like I was rationing water a little. Overall I still felt pretty good.
Thursday was rough: only a half gallon. I was very very carefully rationing water and feeling pretty thirsty. Also I was freaking out because not only had I not lost any weight yet, I had actually GAINED a pound!
Friday was the worst day ever. We were drinking nothing at all (Brad was doing this with me, with less weight to lose). I ended up sipping about 10 oz. throughout the day because no water at all felt insane. Plus it was really hot outside and I was having to do stuff once I got off work like air up my tires, run to the grocery store for asparagus (a nature diuretic) and pull weeds in the yard.
I finally started to lose some weight by that evening, but I still needed 4 more pounds to come off to make weigh in. I was freaking out again. I once lost 5 lbs overnight doing RP when I completed a “Cut 2 rest day”. It was because it was so low carb (carbs hold water) that things kinda whooshed out. Therefore I carefully kept my carb consumption at around 60 grams. I normally eat closer to 200 grams of carbs in a day.
As a last resort, I drew myself a hot epsom salt bath and had Brad babysit me while I laid in there trying to sweat out another pound or two. I jumped on the scale before bed and I was still three pounds above my goal weight. My mouth was burning from dehydration, so I sucked on an ice cube and then laid in bed worrying for about 2 hours before I finally fell asleep. This was pure torture.
The next morning I woke up at 6:00. I got on the scale and saw that I was exactly what I needed to be at to make weight! HOLY CRAP! I was so relieved. We arrived at the meet at 7:20 and I finally weighed in at 8. The scale at the meet was a digital bathroom scale set on carpet so I weighed three pounds less than what I weighed on my scale at home!!!
I immediately took my tablespoon of glycerin (to help push water back into the body’s muscle tissue) and started downing pedialyte, water, banana, fuel for fire, and almond butter.
And now for the lifting…
I used Brad and Tam’s advice/help on choosing my openers. I always hate to snatch under pressure, so I pushed back a lot to keep my opening snatch numbers lower than recommended. I started with 69 kilos (152 lbs).
As I stood behind the platform, a wave of anxiety swept over me as I looked out on a whole room full of people staring right at me. Definitely not used to that at all! But I wrapped my hands around the bar and snatched it. And it went right up.
For my next attempt I went for 73 kilos. BAM same thing. It almost seemed too easy.
I went to Brad for advice on my final attempt and he urged me to go for 77 kilos (169.4 lbs) and equal my PR that I haven’t hit since last September–nearly 9 months ago. I thought “why not”! I already had a great lift under my belt, so it wouldn’t matter what happened next.
Aaaaand BAM. It didn’t look super good, but I nailed it! I was on such a high after that! It was super cool to match a PR in my very first weightlifting meet. But as you can see, there are no fans and no moving air in this box and mid-June temps and humidity were starting to take their toll now that it was around 11:00 AM.
On to the Clean and Jerk.
My opener was 92kg or 202.8 lbs. It felt ambitious, but I knew that was something I have been able to hit consistently at crossfit for a long time. If I could get past the heat I would make it happen!
Warming up for weightlifting is a lot different that a regular crossfit warm up. You have to like slowly increase your percentages and only lift once every 3 minutes to make sure you don’t tire yourself out before hitting the platform. There’s a lot of patience and math involved–two things that I don’t consider to be my strength. Luckily I had Brad guiding me through every minute of warming up. I lifted 185 in the warm up area (outside) and it felt pretty awful. And then it was my turn…
The clean came up, but it felt pretty dang heavy. Then when I went for the jerk, I didn’t commit at all and it got away. I felt so hot and tired. But I had two more chances, so I collected myself and tried to get my head right.
On my next lift, I managed to clean it a little easier and then I focused hard and tried my best to keep the jerk going straight up.
I GOT IT! Stabilized it, stood it up, and saw three red flags from the judges.
Ok I felt like I definitely pressed it out. One more attempt for me. I have to hit this lift or else I lose all my hard work in the snatch, am ineligible to podium (there was only one other lady in my weight class!)
That kinda sucked. So my takeaway: don’t open with stuff that you *might* hit. Open with stuff that you absolutely have no issues lifting whatsoever. like 80-85% of your max, not 95% (which is what I was doing). I should have opened 20 lbs less than this.
Sadly the same thing happened to Brad. We were 2 of only 3 people who bombed out of the meet (there was only other lady who had issues with the snatch)! Lol! Dang it.
And upon further reflection, I realized that even an 85% clean and jerk (185lbs) would have actually been enough for me to have the highest Sinclair coefficient and win not only my weight class, but win the entire meet. Yes it was a small meet, but still. Winning your first meet is a pretty huge accomplishment.
That kinda leaves a poo-poo taste in my mouth about weightlifting. I am currently running quickly back into the open arms of crossfit and their tolerance of jerk pressouts. But I might consider giving weightlifting another go in the future if a local meet ever comes up again.
I still haven’t officially decided if I am doing this lifting meet or not. But I am going to pretend like I am for sure doing it. I just have to lose 5lbs before Saturday morning
I’ve decided that if I can’t make weight, I just won’t lift. I forgot to register last week, so I’m already stuck paying the late registration fee.
So I’m trying to cut weight with water. Which is actually pretty stupid since it’s my first meet, but I also didn’t bother to buy a singlet or register with USAW. So I’m definitely picking and choosing my battles…
Here’s how I plan to do the water cut:
Monday, Day 1 (Today)- Drink as much as possible. Aiming for 2 gallons.
Tuesday, Day 2 – Drink as much as possible again, still shooting for 2 gallons.
Wednesday Day 3 – Drink 1 gallon. This will be very doable, I think.
Thursday – Half a gallon. YAY this is much closer to my normal drinking routine (except I know it’s still probably not enough… but whatevs.)
Friday – as little water as possible. This will be weird, but I think I will be okay.
This little gem is helping me SOOOO much so far today! Plus it contains sodium and potassium which I will be needing more of today since I am going to be hydrated well beyond normal levels.
It’s 2:15PM and I am roughly at 1 gallon. My skin looks awesome, and my head hurts a little (I probably need more sodium or something) and my pee is clear. I’ve also noticed a slight* decrease in the ravaging amount of hunger I usually experience this time of day.
(*Don’t get too excited, I’m still hungry as heck.)
There are a lot of muscle ups and hand stand pushups on the docket for tonight, so this will be interesting. Hopefully I haven’t gained too much weight today. I’ve peed a lot…
I’m actually kinda nervous about my commute tonight. I might have to find a pit stop on my way home.
Me and my shenanigans. This should be a cool experience though. Have a wonderful week!!!
So…. I am going back and forth over and over with the idea of competing in a local Olympic Weightlifting Meet on June 11th. I think it would be a blast, and a good new experience for me. BUT I really hate stuff that has weigh-ins. Strongman doesn’t really bother me because I am settled nicely into the “mid” weight class and would have to lose a LOT or gain a lot to change classes. So no stress there, I can totally just eat and drink my usual stuff if I compete in Strongman.
But olympic weightlifting likes small ladies. I am in the “&up” class. Which means that I would lift against Holley Mangold if she showed up (lol). Definitely not someone I’d want to lift against. So I really need to cut 5-10 lbs to make sure that I can settle into an actual weight class. The thought of that is stressing me out. I’m reading lots of articles about cutting water weight and doing some extreme dieting and it sounds really awful. Especially since when I was really diligent with my RP cutting diet, I ended up losing a lot of strength and only a couple of pounds. I especially lost strength in my olympic lifts.
I’m only about 20% body fat, so really nothing I do diet-wise is going to make a bunch of weight come off of my body quickly. I think I am gunning for water weight. I have a little over 3 weeks to make magic happen. Which is my own fault.
I’ve actually come within half a pound of my desired weight class multiple times this year whole doing RP. Particularly during the open:
But right now I’m pretty fluffy and kinda worried about it. Let’s say I can diet diligently for the next three weeks and lose about 1 lbs per week. That still means I am still 3-5lbs away from where I need to be on June 11th.
I’m hoping that my scale is a jerk…I actually was a good 4 lbs heavier than the scale I weighed in on for strongman, but then it’s also pretty spot-on with the InBody scale and most other cheap household scales that I’ve stepped on. I’m hoping to hit the actual competition scale on Monday to see what it thinks. Then I can go home and immediately get on my scale and compare notes.
I’m hoping that a little low sodium diet and some dehydration will be enough. Yuck. You never know. Ewwwwww. Man, I loathe weigh-ins for sports. I see why they are necessary, but gosh. Add another weight class for people like me who are just naturally heavy with normal levels of body fat.
As for now, I’m just trying to figure out ways to fight hunger. Gum, sugar free soda, caffeine, water, pressure points, sugar free jello, trying to stay busy. Nothing is really working that well. I am the worst dieter in the universe.
Maybe oly weightlifting just isn’t for me. At least not this year while I’m hovering above where I’d need to be.
I just love this girl so much and it breaks my heart that she might have to go back to Honduras before she has the chance to finish her dgree.
I’m so far ahead of myself! Let me begin again. So there is this wonderful girl at crossfit named Dunia. She popped up at our box about 3 years ago and this tiny little lady was FAST and determined! From the day she set foot in the gym, she could outrun guys twice her height–a little firecracker!
Anyways, she is a currently a Junior at the University of Arkansas brought here from Honduras by an organization. I don’t know anything about the organization at all other than the fact that they are having financial issues with their sponsorships. So poor Dunia has been unable to pay her tuition (that sh*t ain’t cheap!). She doesn’t even buy books and still makes A’s like it’s no big deal. She is definitely a smart cookie!
There are a lot of details about her situation that I don’t know, but what I have seen is that she has had to make a lot of sacrifices for things completely outside of her control. The world is being unfair to her and she could really use the help from anyone who can.
You can read more about her story and give donations here.
She needs to reach her goal by the end of May, so every penny helps!
To say that I hated the open this week would be an understatement.
14.5 is probably my least favorite workout of all time. I’m good at thrusters and pretty good at cardio. But I can’t think of any movement that I truly hate more than bar over burpees. But 16.5 IS….. 14.5. And here the stupid burpees are. AGAIN.
I improved by nearly a minute from 2 years ago, but this workout dropped me like crazy. I plummeted from 115th place in the region to 156th.
No photos from this one, so here are a few that were taken when I did this one two years ago:
I wasn’t able to help our team out this week and we ended up falling from 18th to 24th, putting us way out of the opportunity window to go to regionals as a team (they only take the top 15 from each region, even if the teams in your region make up the majority of the wordwide team leaderboard.
I’m such a negative nancy. I think I am just bummed because I just don’t really understand how I can dominate workouts like last week and then this week I give 110% again and it’s not even close to being enough. I just don’t get it.
Also I don’t remember hurting this bad last time. Nearly a week later and my arms still feel like someone tried to rip them off, then ran over them and injected them with poison. I thought I was going to have to do it twice to try to improve my score, but then god I didn’t. Other girls in my gym were at least a minute better than my score of 12:47, so it was pointless for me to try again.
Maybe next year we can stop doing burpees and start lifting heavy weights. Enough about that.
Let’s talk about my new favorite rest day dinner:
It’s basically the thing that we’ve been doing with shrimp and pasta, only instead of noodles we used zoodles! And also added a wedge of laughing cow cheese because why the hell not?
The bad thing about this dinner is pretty much the same thing that’s bad about all of the other dinners/meals while doing RP: they are over in like 5 bites.
I went on a post-open candy/pizza binge last weekend so I look and feel pretty terrible this week. Which is awesome because we are taking progress photos next week… the open is such a weird time to try to make progress with fat loss because workouts are all stupid.
Instead of working on skills and strength, during the open I’m too scared to rip my hands or overtrain my back or forearms so I’m trying to be all careful during my workouts. Doing little to no strength training and taking way too many extra rest days to ensure my best performance in each open wod and open re-do. So ridiculous. Glad it’s over!
Time to remember how crossfit was fun and why I do it in the first place.
I feel like last night was my Birthday party or something, for real! Taylor even came up here from Conway. She could not have picked a better week to have a super fun Monday night with us as the first overnight guest in our new house🙂
This one was a doozie! I made my first attempt Friday night. I flew through the first three movements and was hopping off the rower at 7:41 which left me over 5 minutes to get through the hand stand push ups.
I did a set of 8. Did a second set of 8. Ugh. Fatigue set in so I slowed down to sets of 5. then suddenly I was eeking out sets of 3 and 2. Then time was up. Yuck. My score? 219 reps–I was ONE rep away from getting back to the deadlifts! Damn it.
So then Monday night I was ready for my second go at it! I was so nervous I put one of my knee sleeves on inside out.
Bro tip: crappy bouncy plates for this one are lovely for touch & go’s. What are these? Recycled tires?
I decided to break things up the exact same way I did on Friday because I wanted to get the same split. 7:41 was an AWESOME split! Only things were hurting a bit more this time. I felt some shakiness from my hamstrings during the deads and the wallballs seemed a little bit more taxing this time.
I can’t help but get super nervous during open workouts. I was worried that my split would be worse, but I had a new plan of action for my hand stand pushups: sets of 5 the whole way!
I jumped on the rower and the damper was set a bit lower than I usually have it, but I didn’t care. I figured why not try it and see if it matters.
I think it actually was a little less taxing and I believe I was just as fast! I was stepping out of the rower at 7:40–exactly one second faster than Friday. Feeling pretty dang consistent and determined at this point.
I did sets of 5. I had the same split as I did Friday, but people were telling me I should take my time. So I tried to shake out for a second between sets, but I knew I had to keep at it in order to finish them and get back to the deadlifts.
Julie was judging for me, and she kept letting me know I was on pace and how many I had left, which really helped me mentally. Especially since she mainly had good news for me–20 left—15 left… etc.
And she said “you’re gonna finish these last reps and then you’re gonna turn around and start deadlifting like crazy!”
It made me so excited! I had no idea what the clock was saying, but she definitely made me think it was possible, so I was super pumped. On my last set of 5 I had to break it into 4 and 1. But then I turned my happy butt around and grabbed that deadlift bar (sans weight belt) and just started pulling my heart out!
My wonderful fiance was going alongside me (and PR-ing his attempt as well) and he stopped his workout and turned towards me and went “F*CK YEAH!” Because he knew I was smashing my goal❤ I get to marry him in exactly 7 months🙂
Then I think someone said I had 30 seconds and my brain was like “30 seconds? That’s so long!!!” So I set it down for a second. With every rep I knew I was passing 20-30 people on the leaderboard. So I picked it up and tried to keep going but then set it down one last time and picked it up for one more rep. 21 deads.
I scored 241! The first time I’ve ever had the top female score in my gym. Ever.
And then got a huge sweaty fiance hug. Highlight of my night week month. I would say year, but we’re gonna get married😉
And then we ate fancy pizza with a bunch of awesome peeps from crossfit and maybe we went to Harp’s after that and bought Ben & Jerry’s ice cream. And then I got to hang out with Taylor and ask her to be a bridesmaid and I stayed up way too late. #noregrets #iamletired #bestnightever #rpdietfail
I had to do this one twice. I technically did it once, because the first time I did it, I used the wrong weight!
Which is actually pretty funny.
7 min AMRAP
10 snatches (75/55)
3 Bar Muscle Ups
Short and sweet! And just the right amount of bar muscle ups that I could still do them unbroken every round. I have a weird scabby spot on my left hip, though.
So the first time I did it, I was DYING. My lungs, my grip, I was toasted and I got 88 reps. I was pretty happy with that, to be honest. 5 minutes later I was gazing at my bar and realized I had put 15’s on it instead of 10’s which means I did 65 lbs instead of 55. CRAP! No wonder!!! My forearms were beyond smoked!
I’ve never done that in an open workout! Used the wrong weight?! Everyone gave me crap about it last night when I went to redo it.
I was really worried that I might get a worse score with less weight, but thank goodness I didn’t! I almost got an entire round better! 100 reps. That darn 10th snatch didn’t happen in time. But I am SUPER happy!!! Like SUUUUUPER duper happy!
I’m a desk jobber/recreational crossfitter who specializes in heavy lifting so 100 reps in this workout is BOMB.
As much as I appreciate success in the open, I have to remember that it’s not the ultimate test. It’s just a 5-week period between winter and spring when a bunch of people with the same hobby do the same workouts.
I wrote this as a comment on facebook, but I think I articulated it nicely so I’ll post it here too:
It’s so hard during the open not to put all of your self-worth as an athlete into your performance in these few workouts. I’m guilty of it for sure. It’s important just to do your best and be okay with that and not worry about how the rankings shake out. I’m commenting this on your post, but really I’m telling it to myself.
Only two more of these suckers left! Not sure what they’ll be… we have yet to see a repeat WOD, so I think one of them might be that. And we also have yet to see a chipper. There are a lot of movements left, so a chipper seems like it’s on the docket.
Movements we usually see that we haven’t seen:
shoulder to overhead
ring muscle up
handstand push up?
potential wild card movements?
hand stand walk
running. is running a thing?
So yeah. Maybe a chipper made from about 5-6 of the above. Ooooooh! What if it’s in a chipper “for time”? So maybe we’ll keep to basic movements.
I haven’t “one-and-done’d” an open workout in a long time. And I never ever would that thought that I would decide to do that with this one (or this year at all!), but I did!!!
You can read the details here, but basically this is the WOD:
Beginning on a 4-minute clock, complete as many reps as possible of:
15 squat cleans, 135 / 85 lb.
If completed before 4 minutes, add 4 minutes to the clock and proceed to:
13 squat cleans, 185 / 115 lb.
If completed before 8 minutes, add 4 minutes to the clock and proceed to:
11 squat cleans, 225 / 145 lb.
If completed before 12 minutes, add 4 minutes to the clock and proceed to:
9 squat cleans, 275 / 175 lb.
If completed before 16 minutes, add 4 minutes to the clock and proceed to:
7 squat cleans, 315 / 205 lb.
Stop at 20 minutes.
Ha. I thought to myself when I saw this: “If I could make it to the 175b barbell and get at least one rep at that weight, that would probably significantly separate me from the ladies who are good enough to get that far but not quite able to lift that much weight! This would be the ultimate way I could play to my strengths. Literally.”
So I set that as my ultimate goal, and my “realistic” goal would be to get over halfway through those 145lb cleans.
Welp. I DID IT!!! I was able to get all the way through to round 4. I lifted that last 145b clean with about 10 seconds to spare! lol. I was DYING. I almost didn’t want it to count because I knew I’d have to march my crying/drooling/sweaty butt back over the to the rig for 25 more toes to bar.
(this picture is from like three weeks ago! lol I’m just a faker, but I managed not to have any pics taken of me this week.)
I took a little break and then tried to do a big set. That didn’t work. So then I just did a few sets of 2-3 reps and then went to singles. The whole gym was gathered around me cheering me on, which felt incredible! I had started the workout with a group but was the only person who made it this far.
After about a century of ugly toe to bar singles, I stepped up to the jump rope to attempt my 50 double unders. I had done every round unbroken up to this point, but I felt like I was holding in vomit and trying not to pass out so I broke about halfway through and had a little staring contest with the floor. I could hear Nathan telling me that I needed ONE clean and I remembered my “ultimate” goal. So I hurried through the rest of the double unders.
I approached the bar with a little under 1 minute left on the clock. I could barely walk at this point so cleaning 175lbs seemed seriously daunting. So I gathered myself for a moment and made an attempt…
(again, this photo is not from this workout! lol)
SUCCESS! It was so ugly and it felt like I was lifting a car. I had hit my ultimate goal at that moment and couldn’t see the clock because I was all blurry-eyed, but people began yelling for me to lift it again. SO I DID! Then I realized I still had about 15 seconds. So I quickly made a third attempt… and failed. But man. TWO cleans at 175.
I wanted to re-do it but then I thought about what a bad idea it wad for me to do 100 more toes to bar just to try to get to do more ugly-ass heavy cleans. My traps were killing me… so I talked myself out of repeating it.
On Monday night, I was tempted… but I decided against it. I didn’t want to end up hurting myself or needing more recovery time or anything. Gross.
16.3 was announced yesterday! I’ll be attempting it tonight. 10 light snatches and 3 bar muscle ups for 7 minutes. I’m pretty excited. I have worked my tail off at bar muscle ups for the past year or two, so I am super ready to try this and see how it goes!!! YAY!
I still hate the open though. I am gonna be SO freaking happy once it’s over🙂
Have a fabulous weekend!!!
(p.s. I no longer technically live in Fayetteville… but I don’t have any ideas for renaming my blog yet. We’ll see…. Nervous in Northwest Arkansas? Sleepy in Springdale?)