Neil and I had an intro session for Crossfit this morning.
Linda over at Pingheng started doing Crossfit a while ago and can now lift 20kg. She also posted this video showing her doing a standing start jump onto a box 1m high. These were ‘oh wow I wonder if I could do that’ moments for me.
So last night, with our TV out of action and nothing else to do, we gave the standing start jump thing a go using the sofa: I could get onto the cushions (30cm) but Neil got onto the arm rest (60cm).
This morning we rock up to a warehouse in Leichardt at 8am. We walk in and it’s not pretty: it looks the way gyms used to look before they got all glammed up in the 90s – like in the Rocky films. Serious, grunty work clearly happens here.
It felt totally intimidating – not just to me, even Neil felt intimidated and he’s very fit. Most of the men and some of the women were over 6 feet tall, all in their 20s or 30s and the blokes were lifting massive weights. The lightest bar is 6kg – the most I ever lifted at Pump class was a girly 5kg.
After some background info about how Crossfit works, Gemma gave us a practice go at each of the things we’d be doing: rowing, sit ups, double skipping etc . When we got to the chin ups – Neil of course does these with ease – I just hung from the bar like a corpse: I couldn’t lift anything except my chin.
All the time we’re doing this, the real class is doing their ‘WOD’ – workout of the day. It looks scary. They do lots of burpees: drop to the floor, do a push up, jump up and do a star jump thing. I could maybe do 1 before losing the will to live.
On to our intro workout: we started with some skipping to warm up, then a 500m row, squats, push ups, sit ups and chin ups.
My back was creaky so instead of 40 sit ups I got to hang from a bar and try and lift my knees up 20 times. There’s nothing like hanging from a bar to make you realise that (a) you have no arm muscles and (b) you could do with losing 15kg.
Crossfit has measures for how things should be done eg a push up means chest to the floor, rather than doing them with only slightly bent arms and kidding yourself. And squats mean squatting till your bum hits the pouffe thing they put underneath you.
It was very confronting going to this: I’m unfit, overweight and old(er). Although very pleased with myself that I cycled home from work on Wednesday, it’s really nothing in the big scheme of things. I’ve been much fitter in the past.
I can get to 12 sessions before we go on holiday at Xmas. The only way is up.