Today’s workout was intense, to say the least. Halfway through I was not even sure I could finish it and part of me wanted to quit. The other part of me would not let myself quit, no matter what.
So the next best thing would be if CJ would scale my workout. Sometimes when he scales things it is either a lower weight than others or it is less reps than others. Part of me was hoping he would see me struggling and scale my reps back (because he already lowered my weight)
Thank goodness he didn’t because I might have been mad at him.
Struggle is not always a bad thing. Pushing through the struggle is what makes us better. I am sure he and Eric(yet to be introduced) were watching my form to make sure I wasn’t getting too fatigued or too out of wack such that I might have gotten injured. I am really grateful they did NOT scale me on my number of reps, even if during the moment, part of me wished they would.
SO here is what we did for the workout.
- 50 push jerks (10 lbs on each end of a bar that I think weighs 25 lbs)
- 25 pull ups (my modified version was jumping and pulling up at the same time since I cannot do a pull up yet)
- 40 push jerks (CJ lowered my weights to 5 lbs weights on the bar)
- 20 pull ups
- 30 push jerks
- 15 pull ups
- 20 push jerks
- 10 pull ups
- 10 push jerks
- 5 pull ups
By the time I got to 20 push jerks, pretty much everyone else was done. This is where I was really wanting CJ to scale it for me, not because I couldn’t push through the struggle, but because my pride was rearing up and I wanted to be done with everyone else. I hate that I can’t always keep up with the rest.
My hands hurt, my shoulders were burning, my quads were aching…and along came Seth(another Crossfitter who shows up at 6 AM), CJ, Eric, and “the blonde girl with amazing legs”… were all there cheering and shouting in my face for me to keep going. They were counting down the reps for me.
It is amazing how when you feel most spent, that extra encouragement is enough to help you push through the pain and finish strong.
When you are an observer watching this, as I was a couple weeks ago, it can look like people yelling at you, showing you no mercy. But when you are the recipient of people yelling in your face, telling you not to quit, to push through, to not drop the bar…it is the most merciful thing ever…and is most energizing.
Today I am grateful for the merciful encouragement of others who believed that I could finish, when I wasn’t so sure.