After I finished my squats, I had a few minutes to watch the rest of the guys do their squats. It was really amazing how much weight those guys could move. It was also good to learn from their mistakes. A lot of lifts didn’t count because people would go to rack the bar too soon or didn’t fully lock out their knees at the end of the lift. I started get anxious to warm up for my bench so I tried to go to the weight room and get start. However, the third flight of guys (heavy weights) were still warming up. I hung around just long enough to watch one guy warm up with 605 pounds. Holy shit. He ended up squatting 700 in the competition. Nuts.
After the guys were done, I headed back in to do a couple of sets with the bar, then I went up to 65 pounds for a few sets, and then I did a few reps at 95. I really over emphasized locking out my elbows before and after the lift and making a long pause at the bottom. I felt pretty good until I looked over and saw one of the female competitors warming up with 140 pounds. Yikes! You usually warm up with about 20 pounds less than what you plan to do so I was thinking she was going to get up around 160. Oh well- I was only competing against myself ; ) When I got out to the bull pen I realized I was going to be benching third which was really encouraging. I opened with 120 pounds and cranked it out easily. The only minor mis hap was my trainer almost biffing on her way off the platform after giving me my lift off. I bumped up to 132 pounds for my second attempt and it felt really good too. I had to decide if I wanted to go for 137 or 143 for my third attempt- remember, I only get 60 seconds to decide. I had done 135 once, but tried to do it again a few days later and failed. I didn’t know if I could 143, but 132 felt so easy that I had to try. I submitted the weight and then instantly started to regret it. I thought for sure I should have just played it safe and gone for 137, still a PR but doable. But it was too late. So I waited for my turn and went for it. I visualized myself doing it as many times as I could and was relatively convinced that I had a chance by the time I got to the platform. Then I just laid down and went for it. Kati gave me my hand off, I locked out, went down, waited for the press call and then pushed as hard as I could. It wasn’t even that hard. I didn’t have any pause in the lift or anything. Sweet!
The last lift was my deadlift. I wasn’t quite as nervous for that one since it’s not as technical. I was starting with a conservative 235 and I was second in the lifting order again. I made the lift with no problems. For this one, you wait for a call that the bar is loaded then you can come up and make your attempt. You have to lock your knees out at the top and put your shoulders back, then they call down. My second attempt was 247 which I also made pretty easily. Then I went for 259 which was another new PR for me. I was pretty nervous for this lift. I had made all eight of my lifts so far, which is not easy or common. I really wanted to make this last one to end everything on a good note. I was pretty nervous going up to the platform, but the spotter guy was right there behind me telling me I could do it- no problem. I went up to the bar gripped it as hard as I could and then pulled. I had a very well documented grunting face, although I didn’t actually grunt. But I made the lift, and once again it felt fairly easy. I was super happy with how it all turned out.
Once I was done with all my lifts I started adding things up in my head and finally realized that I had a serious chance of getting a medal. I beat one girl every time I went on the platform, so I had managed to take third place in my very first meet. I was super psyched. My medal was huge, I swear it weighs ten pounds. All and all….a good day!