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Burpees, Sprints, and Other Stuff

I'm so glad it's Friday! It's gonna be a fun weekend! More sunshine in the forecast=pool time! We're going to an MMA fight Saturday night and then to the state fair on Sunday!
I love the fair. :) And ww.Cousins for our cheat meal. I can't wait to eat a big ol' burger and some fries!

I just finished my WOD, and it was brutal. It was 10 rounds for time of: 100 meter sprint, 10 burpees, 100 meter sprint, 10 burpees, 30 seconds rest. It took me almost 30 minutes, and I only got to 7 rounds! Before the WOD, I did some dumbbell chest presses just for the heck of it, working up to 2 sets with the 45s. I miss doing those! After the WOD, I treated myself to a yummy banana pineapple protein smoothie AND a bowl of Kashi berry cereal. Which was SO good.

So the other day I decided to do some heavy back squats. I worked up to 195lbs and was going for 1 rep.....and failed. Which really made me mad because when I started CrossFit I could squat 205. So why the heck did my squat strength do down? I'm NOT liking that.

I mean, I think it's just because we do a lot of high rep squats, and things like box jumps, wall balls, squat cleans, overhead squats...but not very many heavy squats. And before CrossFit, I was doing heavy back squats once a week. So I think I'm just going to start adding in a heavy squat day at least once a week, just to get used to the heavy weight again. Hopefully I'll get back up to a 205 squat...and I'd love to get 215 one day!

That's all for now! Enjoy your weekend!

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