One of those days. Rainy, cold. Should be in bed cuddling (with a person, book, pillow, Netflix, anything, really) — it’s Good Friday, after all, and it’s an official company holiday — but we’re on deadline, so we’re in the office.
Got to a stopping point so I went to the gym to be productive while waiting for more pages to upload to our printer’s proofing interface.
A: Heavy squat clean
- 205# — Attempted 215# three times today, but I never even got it past the 1st pull. Just not a good day for cleans. My traps and hamstrings were stiff from deadlifting at the end of the workout yesterday. I felt slow on the first pull, like it was a struggle just to get the weight off the ground. And instead of accelerating into the explosive second pull, the bar slowed even as my hips started to open up. Really disjointed movement today. Ellis noted that I need to keep my chest up, to sit back onto my heels more at the start of the clean. I was starting with my chest almost parallel with the floor, so I had to straighten that out even before exploding. Probably means the bar comes away from my body a little, too. Oh well.
B: 2 sets
- Power cleans (115#)
- 6 minutes rest
6:02 // 7:05 Rx — Collarbones are not feeling great. The last two days have been brutal — push presses and cleans — and they’re red and bruised and tender and a little swollen. I wish I could say I sandbagged this WOD, but I didn’t. Kind of disappointing because the average times seemed in the mid-4s and low-5s, but wow. Stringing cleans together in the set of 12 was just awful. Now, my lower back just feels tired and my traps and neck feel ruined and I just want to have a protein shake, poop, take a hot fucking shower, watch Brooklyn Nine-Nine, and sleep.