Yes, I did it again. Perhaps my body thought I should have matching battle scars. Thankfully, I was wearing my shin guards this time, so I didn't open my leg as severely as last time. There's still blood though. I banged it pretty hard.
I woke after less-than-adequate sleep, but I was determined to complete today's wod, even though it was going to be pretty challenging for me:
100 feet walking lunges, 25# plate overhead
30 box jumps (bench jumps, actually)
20 wall ball shots, 10# ball
10 hand stand push ups (modified)
Those walking lunges really fatigued me. I lunged down the rec center hallway and back, then set down my plate and started my jumps. On jump #19, I missed. I smacked my shin, HARD, then fell all the way to the floor. I rolled back up again and figured I could shake it off and keep going, but the pain wouldn't go away. I did a few ankle rotations, kept shaking out my leg, but it just hurt more. I reached down to rub the area, and felt a huge lump already swelling up. Okay, I thought, we're done here. I put away my 25# plate, returned the 10# ball to the front desk, gathered up my stuff, and limped out to the car -- trying not to weep like a toddler. Man, it hurt! (Hm...I just realized, I left my piece of paper with my wod written on it taped to the wall in the hallway. Oh well.)
I called Superman on my way home and let the tears fall. I was in a lot of pain, and I was frustrated that I didn't even complete one full round of my wod. And I'm not sure which of those things I hated more -- the agony of injury or the agony of being defeated by the bench again.
If it weren't for the shin guards, we would be replaying our event from four months ago. Thank you, shin guards. I believe they're red on the inside to keep the blood from showing so much.
|See my skin there?|
|Not quite matching.|
|Four months after the infamous first bench jump incident.|