A stunning February day-warm- in the 30's and 40's, with a crazy standing wind.Got some butchering done(down to one goat and some sheep) and house cleaning- The Saturday WOD did not disappoint. But before we get to that lovely goodness, I had moment of realization this morning.
The warm weather had turned the driveway into an unblemished sheet of Olympic hockey quality ice. Running to the car w/ a bag and box precariously balanced I started to slide. Slide fast and out of control - but towards the car. For some reason- my mind kept vacillating between 'just get to the car ' and 'this shit is going to hurt for going too fast, dumbass'. As I slid further and further, things began to go haywire-the box started to fall in one direction and each foot in an opposing but equally unsettling vector. All was lost till my fingers grasped the door handle. Like a bolt of lightning, my posterior chain engaged with the core and not only did I regain balance but was able to catch the box before it hit the ground in addition to standing up sure footed, effortlessly. So what happened?
I theorize that evolution and childhood gifted us with an ability to enact split second control of our bodies based on the slightest enervation of stimuli to ground our location in 3 dimensional space. We do this every day when we interact with our surroundings reinforcing our place through kinesthetic awareness without the slightest bit of forethought. Like being in a room that is dark but familiar, the moment you touch a light switch or doorknob, you know & your body knows EXACTLY where you are. Beyond just sight, this is a multi faceted observational awareness that is particularly powerful when we have 3 axis engaged-i.e. 1 hand and 2 feet. What's the take away? We need to engage that sensory observation in all of our actions. When we do pull-ups, lifts, climbs, etc.. every time we wrap our fingers around an object, we should feel that prehensile sensory connection between our body, the ground the object(bar or other) and our place in space as we have been doing for thousands of years. So the next time you jump on a bar to do a pull-up, slowly grip the bar, feel your body like a baby gorilla in the tree, know it's place in the surroundings. Notice how your body knows what and how to engage to move effortlessly.
So the WOD, not quite the "Gymnasty" of the competitors class, but taxing none the less.
100m sprint
12 front squats #155
200m sprint
10 front squats #155
300m sprint
8 front squats #155
900m sprint
6 front squats #155
1500m sprint
4 front squats #155
I rx'd the weight, was one of the last one's out the door on the first round but made up time finishing strong in 19:23. This was a heavy front squat for me- at 6 reps I came very very close to pulling off the 10's, but pushed on through. So glad I did. The running felt great, but had a hard time setting and keeping a good cadence & rhythm for the running. Being outside, despite the treacherous icy spots was just lovely in the warm sunny air. All this despite a standing 40 mph howling gust off the Tarmac of Pburgh. International. Afterwards, some feeble msucleup attempts were made. Kyle looked at me pointing to his head, 'It's all in your mind man' Dammit man! then why can't I get it! Tomorrow a rest day with Yoga, maybe a run. Next week the Open begins, thus spoke Zarathustra.
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