Mental Expectations, Physical Realities

kitteninmirrorWhen I was growing up, my parents always told me “You can do anything you put your mind to”. This was great, it allowed me to chase my dreams and reach for the stars. It wasn’t until later that I realized that sometimes parents lie to their children. (Just Kidding Mom, but seriously, no matter how hard I try, I still cannot move things with my mind. Seriously, not a thing).

It’s this attitude from my younger years that I’ve taken into my crossfitting life. I truly believe I will be able to do anything I set my mind to – including a m*therfracking pull-up. When I go to the gym, I know to the core of my being that I am advancing on my goals.  As such, I think everyday should be a FANTABULOUS DAY OF WONDERFULNESS FULL OF PERFECT LIFTS AND TEXTBOOK BURPEES! The walk from my house to gym in often paved with flowers with little birds flying around my head.  Then reality hits. Some days there is no wonderfulness (these days usually involve front squats and some kind of thruster). Some days just really, really suck. But those days are few and far between. I can live with those.

It’s the days that are just average, the ones where it’s a lot of work just  to get through the class.  The days when your physical realities just cannot live up to your mental expectations. This has been happening to me this week.  I’ve just come back from holiday, the Open is rapidly approaching and in my mind it’s time to up my performance.reality check ahead

In parallel I have jet lag, I’ve been eating candy and carbohydrates for weeks and my work is crazy, crazy busy.  But I can do anything right?? Wrong. Sometimes, your body is tired, sometimes you’re stressed and, deny it as you might – this is gonna come out in your workouts.

On Thursday we worked on the Snatch. I was so excited because I really need the practice and I have just recently mastered the form. I was ready for a good solid strength session. What happened was that it took everything I had in me just to get the 25kg (lighter than I usually go) bar over my head. It took me most of the session just to remember how to do the lift and how to get my weight back on my heels so that I stopped lifting like a drunk lunatic.  Out of the 20 to 25 odd lifts that I did, only 3 were ones that I would take home to meet the family – and I worked for those 3.  Then, I went to work on my pull-ups.  Recently I have been doing 25-30 pull-ups (obviously not in a row, because, well, I can’t do that) before leaving the class.  I made it through 15 and then my arms quit. They just gave up and as much as I willed them back on the bar, they were not going.  I had to end the class without accomplishing everything I wanted to and knowing that that day, my performance had been solidly mediocre.

It sucked, but it also made me realize that I need to make room for reality on this crossfit journey of mine.  That even though I know that one day I will get there – I will be able to meet all my crossfit goals and reach a whole new level of bad*assness – this journey is going to be filled with days where it’s not a dream, it’s work and the best I can do is just put my head down, push through and dream of tomorrow.

One Response to “ Mental Expectations, Physical Realities ”

  1. Daniel says:

    Great post!

    You fail in training to succeed in competition ;-)

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