Today’s Workout:
Deadlift
3-3-3-3-3

Then:
400m Walking Lunge

Last weekend my friend Eddie and I stepped way outside our comfort zones. Eddie is a professional triathlete and endurance sport beast, while I tend to lean more toward the weightlifting end of the spectrum. We decided to compete at the Southern California Open Powerlifting Championships Saturday and to run the Pier to Peak Half Marathon Sunday (Documentary coming soon). We both did not train for either event specifically. We are idiots (really fit idiots). The experience was both incredible and humbling. Saturday was a lot of fun, but having never competed in a powerlifting meet Eddie and I were DQed on a lot of our lifts due to not knowing the rules or listening to the judges. By the time the deadlift came around; however, we had it down and we both won our weight classes. Then we hopped in the car and drove back up to SB for the run on Sunday. We woke up late and got to the start right as the race was beginning, so needless to say we were under hydrated and under nourished. Eddie did great and crushed the run in a little over 2 hours. I was not so fortunate. After mile 9 the major muscles in my thighs took turns cramping up. It got so bad I had to stop, then hobble, then try to get back to jogging for the last 4 miles of the race. I still finished but I didn’t do as well as I would have liked and got passed by just about everyone.

The question you might be asking yourself is: Why? Why would we take a perfectly good lazy Labor Day weekend and turn it into a festival of extreme raging? The answer is simple. Remember the first time you did “Baseline” or “Fran”? Remember the nervous excitement, the fear of the unknown? After more than 5 years of CrossFitting we are still searching for that feeling. Yes, Fran still scares the shit out of me, but not in the same way running 13.1 miles up a 4,700 foot climb after never having run further than 10k does. I do not recommend anyone follow in our exact footsteps, but I do recommend that you continue to find new ways to make yourself uncomfortable and push the limits of what you know you are capable of. If you do eventually you will be unstoppable. Mike Ford gets it; he ran the whole thing in a 25lb weight vest. Ted does too, he beat me and he’s 51.