Noah Ohlsen Opens Up About His 2020 CrossFit Games Experience

Event 7

This will always be one that I look back on and think about how it could’ve made all the difference.

We’d spent so much time working on trail running leading up to the finals, that my snatch had taken a bit of a hit. I wasn’t feeling super confident in it and on top of that, was still feeling heavy fatigue from the day before while we warmed up. I tried not to let it worry me and convinced myself that when the clock started, I’d be able to do what I needed to do.

I knew that the first wave would be fast and furious and more about speed than technique. That being said, if the balance shifted too far in one direction, I could run into a problem. I raced up to 245 and missed. That could easily have been the end of the road for me, but Justin also missed. As a Hail Mary, I bent down to pick the bar back up right away and was able to get across the finish line with enough time to advance.

The second wave shifted the balance a little more to the technique vs speed side of things, but still required some hustle. I made it to final bar at 265 at almost the same time as the other guys and took a chance by pulling it a little sooner than I probably should have, to try and edge them out. I missed. But so did they. We all took a second to gear up for another attempt, but they both stuck their lifts before I even got mine off the ground.

The “what if” of whether or not I could’ve hit that first attempt at 265 and locked in at least a 3rd place finish there, had I just had a second more patience, is what may eat at me. Knowing that I was competitive and confident enough to go for it and take the risk, quells that curiosity ever so slightly…

 

 
 
 
 
 
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Event 7⁣ This will always be one that I look back on and think about how it could’ve made all the difference.⁣ ⁣ We’d spent so much time working on trail running leading up to the finals, that my snatch had taken a bit of a hit. I wasn’t feeling super confident in it and on top of that, was still feeling heavy fatigue from the day before while we warmed up. I tried not to let it worry me and convinced myself that when the clock started, I’d be able to do what I needed to do.⁣ ⁣ I knew that the first wave would be fast and furious and more about speed than technique. That being said, if the balance shifted too far in one direction, I could run into a problem. I raced up to 245 and missed. That could easily have been the end of the road for me, but Justin also missed. As a Hail Mary, I bent down to pick the bar back up right away and was able to get across the finish line with enough time to advance.⁣ ⁣ The second wave shifted the balance a little more to the technique vs speed side of things, but still required some hustle. I made it to final bar at 265 at almost the same time as the other guys and took a chance by pulling it a little sooner than I probably should have, to try and edge them out. I missed. But so did they. We all took a second to gear up for another attempt, but they both stuck their lifts before I even got mine off the ground.⁣ ⁣ The “what if” of whether or not I could’ve hit that first attempt at 265 and locked in at least a 3rd place finish there, had I just had a second more patience, is what may eat at me. Knowing that I was competitive and confident enough to go for it and take the risk, quells that curiosity ever so slightly… ? @crossfitgames

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Event 8

I was really looking forward to how “fun” this one would be. A bit of that sensation was robbed by a last place finish. A couple rounds in I could already feel that my legs just didn’t have the juice to keep up on the bike. I almost gave up hope, but convinced myself to keep pushing, on the off chance that one of my competitors made a mistake. The rope climbs were basically a non factor, so this is almost as simple as what’s already been said.

To add depth, there were two noteworthy experiences. One was our first sense of having fans at the games! A large group had gathered on the other side of the fence and would cheer wildly as we made our turns to head back to the rope. That was awesome and made me a little less sad. The sadness stemmed from the fact that while I was biking across the field and could see myself sliding further toward the back of the pack, I had a vision of my friends and family watching at home and could feel their hearts breaking for me.

Walking off the floor with @maxelhag I said, “I’m bummed but I really didn’t make any mistakes and the effort was there, it just wasn’t my workout and I didn’t have the juice in my legs.”

I enjoyed the unique experience and was hopeful that the final workout of the day would provide a similar challenge. Even more hopeful that it’d be one I could rise to meet!

 

 
 
 
 
 
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Event 8⁣ I was really looking forward to how “fun” this one would be. A bit of that sensation was robbed by a last place finish. A couple rounds in I could already feel that my legs just didn’t have the juice to keep up on the bike. I almost gave up hope, but convinced myself to keep pushing, on the off chance that one of my competitors made a mistake. The rope climbs were basically a non factor, so this is almost as simple as what’s already been said.⁣ ⁣ To add depth, there were two noteworthy experiences. One was our first sense of having fans at the games! A large group had gathered on the other side of the fence and would cheer wildly as we made our turns to head back to the rope. That was awesome and made me a little less sad. The sadness stemmed from the fact that while I was biking across the field and could see myself sliding further toward the back of the pack, I had a vision of my friends and family watching at home and could feel their hearts breaking for me.⁣ ⁣ Walking off the floor with @maxelhag I said, “I’m bummed but I really didn’t make any mistakes and the effort was there, it just wasn’t my workout and I didn’t have the juice in my legs.”⁣ ⁣ I enjoyed the unique experience and was hopeful that the final workout of the day would provide a similar challenge. Even more hopeful that it’d be one I could rise to meet!⁣ ⁣ ? @crossfitgames

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Event 9

I was fighting to remain confident and hopeful after a morning that didn’t go my way and a body that was starting to feel the fatigue set in. As they unveiled this event, I hate to admit (and hated feeling in the moment) that a pit formed in my stomach. It wasn’t necessarily a “bad” one for me, but it certainly wasn’t going to be easy. I was nervous about having to dig deep on an already slightly fractured body and spirit.

As we warmed up, I did two thrusters at 175 and the way they felt, I thought, “there’s no way I’ll be able to do all 11 unbroken at the end of the workout.” I wish my mind hadn’t gone there because as I worked my way through the event, I was actually able to tap into some reserves. I reminded myself that, “I’m a machine” and heading up the final hill run, I’d pulled myself into second place. All that stood before me finishing in that position, were 11 burpees and those 11 thrusters. I got to the bar at almost the exact same time as Sam and Jeffrey and as I worked my way through the reps, there was a little bit of fight in me that sparked the hope that I could do them unbroken. After about 6 reps, it took everything to drive myself up out of the squat and arch my back to press the bar overhead.

In a split second, after barely locking out the 8th rep, my body dropped the bar without consulting my brain on the matter. In the short window it took me to pick the bar back up and finish the last 3 reps, I’d been edged out and crossed the finish line in 4th place. So close, yet just slightly too far from what I needed it to be. Not such a happy star, after all.

 

 
 
 
 
 
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Event 9⁣ I was fighting to remain confident and hopeful after a morning that didn’t go my way and a body that was starting to feel the fatigue set in. As they unveiled this event, I hate to admit (and hated feeling in the moment) that a pit formed in my stomach. It wasn’t necessarily a “bad” one for me, but it certainly wasn’t going to be easy. I was nervous about having to dig deep on an already slightly fractured body and spirit.⁣ ⁣ As we warmed up, I did two thrusters at 175 and the way they felt, I thought, “there’s no way I’ll be able to do all 11 unbroken at the end of the workout.” I wish my mind hadn’t gone there because as I worked my way through the event, I was actually able to tap into some reserves. I reminded myself that, “I’m a machine” and heading up the final hill run, I’d pulled myself into second place. All that stood before me finishing in that position, were 11 burpees and those 11 thrusters. I got to the bar at almost the exact same time as Sam and Jeffrey and as I worked my way through the reps, there was a little bit of fight in me that sparked the hope that I could do them unbroken. After about 6 reps, it took everything to drive myself up out of the squat and arch my back to press the bar overhead.⁣ In a split second, after barely locking out the 8th rep, my body dropped the bar without consulting my brain on the matter. In the short window it took me to pick the bar back up and finish the last 3 reps, I’d been edged out and crossed the finish line in 4th place. So close, yet just slightly too far from what I needed it to be. Not such a happy star, after all. ⁣ ? @crossfitgames

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