20 Minutes

Last night’s workout was to do as many rounds as possible of the following in 20 minutes:
10 knees to elbows
10 burpees
10 kettlebell swings
The knees to elbows was the hardest one of the three. Breaking a set meant dropping from the bar and having to jump back up to grab it again. When I was fatigued and thinking I despised that exercise, I told myself it will help me do the hip pullovers (from Monday) when we try those again. Hip pullovers require just a few more inches of “pull and crunch” than the knees to elbows drill does.
I was at the end of my 7th round right when time was called.
Earlier we practiced deadlifts too. I thought I’d beaten my max from last time, but I was actually 5 KG under it, I later realized. I wonder if I’d known I was still under my max if I would have somehow managed to lift more.
After the 20-minute workout we did some gymnastics drills. Dave wants us to try to learn to do a backflip. Maybe just a slightly GIANT STEP considering most of us can’t do a decent cartwheel? It was the craziest thing I’ve seen yet at the gym. Dave stands on a stack of three blue mats, puts a harness on, and hands a short rope on each side to Tom and Dave II. They brace their feet against the edge of the mat, then think better of it and step closer to Dave. He tells them to grip the rope near the knot and just lift if he’s going to land on his back; landing on his knees is fine, he said.
He steps onto a short step with his back to the mat, leaps up, and tries to pull his knees into his chest. He flips gracelessly and lands on his knees, head down, and bonks his head on the plastic step. He immediately stands up and says, “Okay, that was pretty good.” Good in that he almost completed a rotation, I take it. From my perspective it was good in that we all hadn’t just stood there and watched him injure himself. Surely he’ll give up this idea now? No.
He got the most intrepid of the women to try the backflip then, with the two Daves holding the harness ropes. To be honest I don’t even remember how she landed. I was so worried that I must not have been able to watch. Next was Tom’s turn. (I said I wasn’t going to do it.) Now I was really wondering if I was about to see my husband break his neck doing some half-baked stunt. Wisely, Tom opted to just practice the jump-and-knee-pull part twice and did not try to throw his head back and flip over.
Dave assured us that this was not too dangerous because people tend to land forward if they don’t complete the flip. I think he was referring to the way he landed, on all fours. He said also that because of the powerful jump, the spotters are not supporting anywhere near the person’s full weight. I gathered that they are just there to steer and provide a couple of inches of lift if someone’s landing wrong.
Maybe I’ll try it sometime; maybe I won’t.
We worked on a few other gymnastics drills, the most fun of which was the kip. We’re all getting closer to completing one. It’s hard to keep in mind how many steps there are to it. I try to concentrate on the first three parts: the take-off, the full extension beyond the bar, and the snap of the legs straight back up so that the shins or ankles almost hit the bar. I’m really working on getting my legs snapped far enough up and straight enough. When I get that I’ll start worrying about the pull back and up above the bar. Maybe 500 more tries or so!
Tomorrow I’m planning on going back, and if I do, this will be my first three-workout week at this gym.