learning to trust my own opinions and expertise
The 2014 Crossfit Open is over! It was fun and I think I’m going to miss it. I always enjoy a good opportunity to reflect on the good, bad and otherwise, even though it is hard to remember back FIVE WHOLE WEEKS.
Crossfit 4017 is Awesome
The atmosphere in the box on Open days was fiercely supportive and enjoyable for competitors and spectators alike, and it was exhilarating watching our own 4017 superstars – the ones who are strong and fast (and in my mind, as good as it can possibly get), and the ones who gave everything regardless of score.
Now I think of it, that was EVERYONE. It really is quite the honour to be amongst you all.
Judging Be Hard
Keeping count is stressful: 1-2-3-oh fuck, got distracted, 6-7-8- again? fuck me, 8-9-10. Was this just me? Sorry everyone.
Real Crossfitters Cry
They do too, so shut up!
Real Crossfitters Celebrate
They ring the PB bell, they do happy dances and they post the crap out of it on Facebook.
Hahaha! We were all so cute, panicking about double unders! Those were the halcyon days!
Whoomp! There weren’t too many who could get through all 10 overhead squats at that weight, and then fewer still who could pump out some chests to bar as well. All my yellow couldn’t get me across the line, and tears were shed (reference the Real Crossfitters thing above).
I bloody well sort out my box jump action THAT SAME WEEK and then Castro goes and allows step ups. Bastard!
The “take it easy” WOD, where I spent 10 or so minutes swinging around on the bar, ripping up my hands, but on the second go around actually achieving toes to bar! Winner! Forget the Competitive Edge, I was so happy I just played around getting some more until the clock ran down. And then there were those that got to the Wall Balls and BEYOND. Superhuman freaks – you were amazing to watch.
Hahaha! I’m laughing again, because as a partner WOD at 15kg it was great fun! Not so sure about for everyone else – people seemed pained?
The Best Bits
The just-a-little-bit competitive side of me loved 14.1 because unlike many others, I KNEW I could do double unders, and I got a decent score. Then everyone practiced and had another go on Monday and I didn’t look so much the star. But for a day or two, man……
I also can’t go past the thrill of swinging like a maniac and actually getting my toes onto the bar! Such a hoot, although I’m not sure it had too much to do with core strength.
When it came to everyone else’s Open, I must say that there is something really special about being present to witness your friends fight for their next rep – there is a brutal determination, a hunger to keep going, that is the hallmark of our crew.
Yes, I will be back in 2015.