On September 17, more than 970 CrossFit affiliates and 10,000 individual athletes will participate in Fight Gone Bad 6 to raise funds for Special Operations Warrior Foundation, CrossFit Kids, and Camp Patriot. Visit the Fight Gone Bad 6 site to learn more and sponsor an athlete.
This morning, around 2:00 a.m. on my way to the bathroom, I checked my iPhone to see this morning’s WOD. I almost jolted fully awake: Fight Gone Bad.
That is not a workout to be taken lightly. That is a workout that might, if you’re me, inspire you to dream about it for the remainder of the night. And to have a few nervous butterflies in your tummy when you drive to the gym. If you’re anything like me.
WOD: Fight Gone Bad
3 rounds, 1:00 per station:
push press, 55#
wall ball, 14#
sumo deadlift high pull, 55#
box jumps, 20″
Dave and I teamed up as counters for each other, and decided he would go first. Today was his first time EVER doing FGB, and he did it RX’d – 75# on the barbell and 20# medicine ball. My husband is a badass.
As I stood at my push press station, waiting for the 3-2-1-GO! countdown, my palms got a little sweaty. What is it about these workouts that makes them more than just exercise?! I was actually nervous about picking up the barbell. Which is just silly because I’ve done 55# push presses thousands of times… while talking and singing along to the music and daydreaming about other stuff. But in the context of Fight Gone Bad, it’s suddenly Serious. A Big Deal.
The three rounds were a blur of pain and sweat and panting. Fourteen-pound wall ball sucks so much. Had it been a competition, I would have heard Dave say, “No rep.” many times. Happily, the only thing on the line was my ego, so I kept squatting and throwing that damn ball, watching it hover in the air without even bouncing off the wall (annoying!) or hitting just shy of the 10-foot mark (REALLY annoying).
As always, box jumps were rewarding and felt like Success; sumo deadlift high pull made me want to cry in an unspecific but overall demoralizing way; and push press and rowing were like the friends I’m always happy to have around – challenging in a familiar, solid way.
And then it was over. My score: 211. Not my best, not my worst.
I wilted right where I was, next to the giant tire we used for box jumps, and I just laid there, letting my chest heave. Sweating on the floor.
That, friends, is the best of love-hate.
My FGB History
I have a lot of affection for this vicious, heartless workout that seems to bring out the best in everyone. Here are four posts that explore my complicated relationship with FGB, in all its sweaty intricacies.
My first Fight Gone Bad Fundraiser – September 2008
Back in the day when I was still a CrossFit baby. I won first place in the Intermediate Division! That was the first day I really felt like an athlete. So great!
Sweaty video – September 2009
Here’s me, with the post-workout stupids, talking about why I was doing Fight Gone Bad. Note how my friends to nothing to help me with the camera.
My second Fight Gone Bad Fundraiser, September 2009
My first time doing the full workout as RX’d. Another huge, confidence-building milestone.
And check out these profiles of my workout pals who did FGB in 2009:
Have you done Fight Gone Bad? Will you be at it on 9/16?
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