Raise the Roof!!

Three rounds for time of:
30 Wallball shots, 20 pound ball (10.5 foot target)
75 pound Squat snatches, 30 reps (movement initiates with barbell below the knees)

18:40....the last round took me around 8 minutes...PA-THE-TIC...but I'll take it



"One snatch is good.  A few are better.  But 30 are bad".  -MM

Wednesday, July 21

Weighted push-up 1-1-1-1-1-1-1 reps
90-115-120-135-140-160- 165(f)




The Mill:  Today's WOD demonstrated some serious discipline especially when you're by yourself.  You have to drop below the knees for a rep to count and if you don't then the rep doesn't count.  It's that simple.  So it was a wasted movement that made me even more tired.  It only happened a few times, but it still happened.  You have to repeat the rep and go through that shitty feeling again of a squat snatch.  Then a little self-doubt crept into the WOD.  Can I finish this WOD?  I was beat after the second round, my legs, shoulders, arms, you name it and I'm sure I thought it was tired.  After about a minute of whining to myself about how I felt, my mindset instantly changed.  I was kicked into overdrive.  Still working at a pretty good pace for me.  Then the thoughts became under 25 minutes, then under 20 minutes, and then under 19 minutes.  The positive mindset was a game changer as always. 

Have you ever noticed that person in the weight room who always does the "look at me lifts" .  Well, that was me with the weighted push-ups.  I hated it.  I felt like everyone was thinking, "look at that tool with the weight on his back".  They were absolutely right.  I felt like it was the 6th grade dance all over again when I thought that raising the roof was cool.  No really, I thought it was the coolest thing ever.  I remember doing it in the middle of a slow dance.  Anyways, I had the same feeling yesterday in the weight room.  Like everyone was looking at me wondering what the hell is going on.  I say everyone, but in reality there was 6 people in there.  And 2 of them were loading the weights on my back.  About halfway through I realized that I was playing it safe because of the people who may be watching.  I doubt anyone was, but it was just me being paranoid.  Playing it safe, fearing failure, and being unwilling to make a mistake make it hard to improve.  Improve in the weight room, relationships, academics, and life.  Did I mention we were the only couple slow dancing?   Raise the Roof!   

Shout out and congrats to my brother from the same mother (&father) and his wife!