CrossFit Games Open 12.2 Recap

Let me first start off by saying that 12.2 was an amazing WOD. It was definitely intended to separate the elite CrossFitter from the novice… So why was it so amazing then? Well, despite its purpose of sifting through athletes to bring the best to the top, it gave the novice CrossFitter a chance to truly triumph. I witnessed so many PR’s in this WOD (just in our box alone), and it was incredible to be a part of. I watched people dig deeper than I think I’ve ever seen them go, and that was inspiring.

As for me? I really didn’t believe that I could get more than thirty reps. My one rep max for snatches was 45 lbs in early February, so how exactly was I supposed to snatch 45 lbs thirty times, and then move onto 75 lbs snatches (thirty times)? Well, it happened. The first rep at 75 was notably difficult, but it seemed to get easier with each rep as I adjusted more and more to the technique. Then it became a race for the clock. I managed to get in ten reps at 75 lbs, which is probably the biggest PR I’ve experienced thus far in my CrossFit journey. I’m very satisfied with my score and cannot wait to see what 12.3 brings. I’m ready for more!

Thank you CrossFit HQ for coming up with these WODs. I know there’s been some negative feedback associated with them, but please know that there are some of us who see the value and purpose in them, and appreciate the opportunity to be a part of it.

- Rebecca The Red

CrossFit 310 at OC Throwdown 2012

Sean waits patiently for his heat to go out on the floor.

And Sean gets it! 15 pound PR for him! We were screaming in excitement & so was his judge!

Waiting for Sean’s heat to start, we watch other athletes do the floater WOD and suffer.

Coach encouraging and giving tips. Sean was smokin’ the WOD.

You know it’s CrossFit when you’re on the floor afterwards….

Sean post-floater WOD with our very proud Coach.

 

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My Life In Boxes

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It’s amazing how tedious and seemingly complex unpacking feels. I really thought I was better at it, but as it turns out, I’m not. I might even go as far as to say I’m the worst mover ever. The idea of tackling 40+ unopened boxes and finding a place for each and every little thing not only makes me nauseous but quite frankly, embarrassed. In a time where there is an evolved collective consciousness about taking up space (with possessions or population, or both), I truly feel we own too much “stuff” and moving to a new place only puts a bigger spotlight on that.

The worst part (and the sole reason for embarrassment) is that we lived abroad for a year, so we’re  literal ambassadors for condensed living and yet here we are 2 1/2 years later with a living room filled with boxed belongings and I can’t even recall how we came into half of it.

This past weekend was the third weekend we spent chipping away at the mess and I’d be lying if I said we finished. The good news is that we’ve catalogued about 14 boxes of books and since I bought Erik a Kindle for his birthday, we can sell / donate most of those, which frees up a lot of space in our little 600 square foot flat. I’ve also sold / donated a ton of our clothing and we bought a desk which allows us to unpack all of Erik’s office boxes.

I hope this is over by next weekend. I know we’re busy bees, but a month seems like a silly amount of time for unpacking and organizing your things.