It was a great weekend in Hudson, WI. A fun meet with lots of great lifters. The bf and I headed down Friday night afterwork. My goal was to try to at least get a few hours of sleep before I had to be up for weigh ins. I think I had managed to wear off enough nervous energy in the week leading up to the meet, that I actually crashed pretty hard once we got to the hotel. I didn’t wake up until 4:00 am. At that point, I just did everything I could to not think about lifting and eventually managed to fall back to sleep. Then my alarm went off around 6:30 so I could be ready in time for 7:30 weigh ins and check in. It was kind of nice having the meet in the hotel because I knew I could run back to the room if there was anything that I forgot….which I did, of course. And it was nice because normally the wait between weigh ins and the rules meeting is normally really long and boring. For this meet I got to go back and watch cable in my hotel room! We don’t have cable at home so this was particularly exciting. It was really relaxing too. In fact, I started to get a little worried because I was almost feeling too good for being just a few hours from my first lift. I headed back down to the meet around 9 and hung out for a bit. Then there was the rules meeting, which I’ve all but memorized by now. No hitching, no heaving, no bailing, get depth, etc. And then the madness began.
As usual, the entire meets seems like a blur to me now. There is a lot of forcing yourself to wait on your warm ups. Every ounce of my existence wants to burn through them, but you have to be patient. The last thing you want to do is cash out on your warm ups. My 1st attemp was 185, easy. 2nd attmept 210 which was also easy, but I got called for depth. This is unfortunately becoming a pattern for me. I get nervous as the weight gets heavier so I end up letting my head get the best of my lift. I can’t tell you how frustrating it is to miss a lift not because you couldn’t do it, but because you made a stupid mistake. Because I didn’t have trouble with the weight….just crap for technique…I still went up in weight for my 3rd attempt, 215. That was a 16+ pound PR for me!! The only downside was that I felt like I had a lot left in me. My goal for my next meet is to actually have to work to get my third attempt.
There is a hot, steamy poster of JT on the ceiling….
Next up was bench. I had high hopes for this lift. I started out with an easy 135, then did 150 for my second attempt. Then I tried for a huge PR of 160 pounds, but took a huge nose dive on that one. Man, was I bummed.
Yep, this is pretty much where it ended for me….the spotters grabbed it a few seconds later.
It’s good to have evidence of your failures though. I still have a lot of form issues on all my lifts that I need to work out. There is a big one on my bench in this photo though. See how my left wrist is bent further back than my right? Strange. Especially since my wrists should both be totally straight. Good thing I have 50 bench reps waiting for me tonight so I can work on it.
And finally, the deadlift. I’m going to put it in writing now so that the next time I’m freaking out about my deadlift….you can just tell me to read this post again. It was fine. Despite worrying THE MOST about this lift, it is always the easiest. Don’t get me wrong, it hurts like hell, but it’s the easiest one to get through. No technicalities….just pull. I started out at 265, then 285. My 2nd attempts always feel lighter than my first, especially in deadlift. There was a bit of debate on what my 3rd attempt should be, but after missing my 3rd bench attempt…I was not in a gambling mood. So 300 it was.
I totally looked possessed by demons….terrible. But maybe it helped?
And that was that. I was so happy to be done. I was pleased with my results over all and am trying not to nit pick….a 665 pound total is good for my 3rd meet in my short, 9 month career.
I also got to watch the geared and masters lifters in the afternoon. It was nice to watch without having the pressure of having to warm up and keep track of the rotation. It also meant that I got to watch a blog reader’s first experience with power lifting.
Way to go litte guy!!!!
Now it’s back to the gym for me. 11 weeks to Raw Unity….and man do I have my work cut out for me!!!!