Before I start today, I’m am going to grace you all with a little of Crossfit lady ass. Check it:
It’s well known that Crossfit will get your bootie in shape. I knew this going in with all the squats we’ve been doing. Admittedly, my gluteal muscles (ass) has been looking better and better since starting CF… but nothing that I have done, no amount of squats or hip-opening, could have prepared me for yesterday.
But first there was the workout.
Yesterday, we did 21-15-9 reps for time of:
– 115 pound Power clean (I replaced this with 26# kettlebell swings)
– 115 pound Thruster (ugh)
When I started my thrusters, I was doing 55 pounds. I mistook my Fran thrusters and thought I had loaded up 55 pounds, but in reality did Fran with 35. SO, after the first 21 reps, my trainer replaced my 55 pounds with 40 pounds of weight. This made the workout much more bearable (and my form more cemented), leaving me with a time of 10:44. This was probably one of the hardest workouts for me, especially after trying to lift weights that were too heavy. My arms have been shaking all day and my shoulders are raw, even after chugging down some fish oil.
After the workout, my trainer gathered the class around him and let us know there was “extra credit.” Extra credit is “optional” in the sense that if you don’t do it, you’ll be letting down yourself and others. His extra credit was pretty straightforward: do lunges for 200M, then sprint back to the gym. As he was talking, I thought to myself, “Alright, Rachel. Your arms are shot, but your legs are fine. This doesn’t sound so bad.” I ignored the groans around me as my class protested and exited the gym.
As I tromped out of the parking lot and down the block, I realized why this exercise would be so painful. Every time my knee ground the asphalt and I forced myself back up, my thighs ached and begged me to stop. Want to know why Crossfit girls have such great asses? This. This kind of crazy stuff. By the time I finished lunging (which took about seven minutes), I “sprinted” back, which was more of like a weak waddle. Today, I am so full of butthurt that I take my time sitting down. I swear, if my ass isn’t fantastic after a year of Crossfit, there is something fundamentally wrong with my butt.