My workout nearly killed me this morning.
Or, at least, that’s what it felt like.
It was CC Flyers, a benchmark. It’s also my least favorite of my gym’s three regular benchmarks — not that I hate it — it’s just not my favorite.
21 Box Jumps (20″)
12 Overhead squats (M 95# / W 65#)
Time: DNF –> 2 rounds + run + box jumps + 5 OHS RX (cutoff 15 min)
A year ago the fact that I didn’t finish would have really bothered me. Today, I see improvement. Three months ago I only finished the box jumps on the third round. Today I made it into the overhead squats. Plus, I ran my first 400 meters in 1:49.
Of course, that run also nearly killed me. I was gasping for breath after each run, and by round three I thought I wasn’t going to make it without hurling.
Seriously, I had to tell myself, “Keep going, keep going” on that last run. I think the only reason I started jumping on the box when I got back was because I heard Zach say, “Come on — let’s finish this.”
Well, obviously, I didn’t finish, but I’m OK with that. There will be a next time. And I won’t die.
It will just feel like it.