My triple-extension is just non-existent. I have been able to get away with it (dirty lifts) in WOD's, because most workouts don't call for too heavy of a load, and I can muscle it up just fine. I have had a few people comment on my lack of hip extension and drive, and today was the last straw.
What is triple extension? It's the simutaneous extension of three joints at the same time, the ankle, knee and hip, and getting all three of these joints to extend powerfully at the perfect moment is a beautiful thing.We see it when we throw a ball, long jump, sprint, and when we properly clean and snatch.
|Annie demonstrates exactly what I'm not doing.|
I read the CrossFit Journal. I listen to Mike Burgener. I listen to other athletes. I have been coached on it. Shit, I was coached through it over my Level 1 Trainer Course, so what the fugg, man? Why can't I get it? I need to un-mute my hips. Where's the remote?
It's embarrassing. That's what it is. I was called out today, by a much better athlete. He offered his tips (which were good), I took the coaching, tried to implement what I was being shown, but the inner-beat down began, the self-hate set in, and I took off my Do-win's while thinking, "I need to burn these things, why the hell do I have lifting shoes when I can't even lift properly?" To make matters worse, I was wearing my "I <3 jerks shirt" (thanks, LifeAsRx, for making me look like a total douchebag), and I was so discouraged about my crappy clean form, I didn't even get to the jerks, and I'm sure those need a lot of work, too.
Instead, I went and hid in my friends spin class, wallowing in my lack of athletic-prowess, feeling like such a poser in my stupid lifting shoes and wrist wraps.
Should I even be playing around with the Olympic lifts if I don't have a proper coach? There's a reason we do the power version of everything in CrossFit, it's easier, less technical.
So, all day today, I'm at work, commuting, shopping, cleaning house, etc, I'm just racking my brain, trying to find a solution, and the only one I see is: practice. Trust me, I thought about just quitting, giving up on lifting all together. I mean, it's hard enough to have the balls to walk up to the cage in the first place, at a new gym, on your own, and then to have someone call you out on your shit form, well, it's no wonder I have to fight this urge to go running to the hills.
What would you do? I'm going for another glass of wine, that's what I'm doing.
At least Miyagi doesn't seem to mind my lack of hip-opening. :)