Yesterday morning I went to the gym for a class and then open gym time. It was mostly kids which threw me off at first but then I ended up really liking it. It made it really fun and a little less intimidating. But then some of them were better than me. It's fine.
We did a fun warm up, played a game that helped us work on our balance, and then set up an obstacle course and played don't-touch-the-lava. Woo!
Then it was time for open gym. Pick something you want to work on, and work it. I looked at T* (my instructor) - I wanna get on top of that, pointing to the tall box against the wall. Ok, let's do it. As I mentioned in my last post, top-outs are not my specialty at the moment. Basically, you run towards a wall, use your foot to punch off/up enough to grab the lip with your hands and pull/push yourself on top of it. For me, I struggle with a mix of getting the right momentum and just not having the strength yet. Surprisingly, the first couple I did were the best ones. I managed to hit at a good spot with a nice amount of power and then I wiggled my way up. Enter lack of strength needed.
While I was working on these, I saw some of the guys working on kong vaults and kong to precision:
Don't worry, I was working on a baby version of the video above. Basically, there were two boxes next to each other and I wanted to vault over the first one with my hands and land on the second one with my feet. I played with it for a minute and told T what I was trying to accomplish. That's great, go for it. It wasn't one of those things I needed a step-by-step for, I kind of just had to feel it out and go for it. (This is only because I already had the basics down.. please don't go out and try this thinking you have to just go for it and it'll work... it won't).
Surprisingly (to me, anyways), I got it after a couple more tries. Hell yeah. I even got a high-five from T. It's cause I'm awesome.
Naturally, I wanted to keep working on it so I ran a couple more... and then I destroyed my hand. I'm still trying to figure out how this happened, but basically I did the first part right, and then somehow I hit the second box with my feet, slammed my knees into it (I really don't know how I got my knees to hit the box) and all of a sudden I'm flying face first towards the ground. Training, Adrienne, training. You gotta roll. So I went to put my hands down and roll, but my left hand decided to stay where I shoved it into the ground while my body rolled away from it. Next thing I know I'm lying on the ground holding my hand cursing it for not cooperating with the rest of my body. T came over to check on me. Probably because I was still lying on the ground. I guess it's a problem when you don't get back up. I looked at him laughing a little and pointed to my body, this is all fine, and then pointed to my hand, this not so much. Can you move it? I wiggle my fingers around a little and twirl my wrist. Okay, we're good. Let's go get some ice.
I stand on the sidelines for a bit icing my hand and being really irritated that I hurt myself. Then one of the kids came running over - are you okay? Yeah, I'm good. It looked really cool!! I started laughing. Well, at least it looked cool.
I feel like I should say that it was my own fault I got hurt and nothing is broken, I'll be fine. If anything, the fact that I knew to roll probably saved me from going head first into the ground. My instructors are great, the gym is great, and I just got sloppy. There's my disclaimer.
Accomplishments: a couple of pretty good top-outs and a baby monkey vault to precision
Things to work on: left hand must learn to coordinate with rest of body
*I usually use first initials rather than full names
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