As I said yesterday I have been working on a few things at home. I'm practicing my wall walks as well as my jumping. We have a small retaining wall which is 16" height at the back of our house leading to some stairs and I have been practicing my box jumps on that as I can hold onto the railing while I'm doing it. I am making some progress in all areas; getting closer to the wall with my wall walks, jumping over some obstacles for both my lateral and forward jumping and doing the 16" wall jump.
Last night I looked at my bed and wondered if I could jump that. I had a couple of failed attempts and then on the third go I nailed it. To see if I didn't fluke it I tried again and lo and behold the jump stuck again. I then called out for Missy T to show her (she is a box jump queen) and she was excited as I was when I showed her.
Fast forward to this morning at the gym when I decided to try to jump the 12" box and, nup, could not make it happen. WTF? I was doing 20" with ease last night and as soon as my box turns from a nice, soft mattress to a hard, wooden box my thinky brain takes over despite the height being reduced by 8". I wish I could learn to turn off my head.
This morning we did 'Diane' which is a 21, 15, 9 doublet of deadlifts and HSPU. I went in thinking I would do 50 kg deadies today until I warmed up and changed my mind to 40 kg and the handstand push ups were scaled to box pikes with an abmat. I did the workout in 3:56 and was pretty happy with the time. I was a little down on myself in the warm up as we had to do some handstand holds and it was only me and another girl who couldn't do it. I feel like such a lame-arse because I can't even kick into a handstand let alone hold myself there. One day, Michelle, one day.