I arrived at the Powerhouse at 9am ready to lift with a bunch of people I had never met, and a few I knew already. Among them, several badasses and overall great dudes: Tony Conyers, Layne Norton and Jon Bernor. The latter two I train around and with occasionally, and despite what the morons on forums say, Layne is a very approachable and knowledgeable guy. In addition to that, he gets psyched up for lifts, so that I don't have to.
I didn't warm up, it didn't test well and all my lifts were as follows:
Squat: 380, 410, 430.
Bench: 245, 260, and a miss at 270
Deadlift: 460, 480, 500.
Though it is not the best I could have done, I am extremely proud that I added 40lbs to my deadlift and 90lbs to my squat. And a paltry five pounds to my bench. That ups the total by 135lbs (1190 if you can't add) in just shy of ten months since the last competition. Bodyweight this time around was 177, no cutting involved. I think the majority of the bench problems are involving me not finding out what works, and me not enjoying the lift nearly as much as the other two. Incidentally, due to the injury I got to really enjoy squats because that was all I could do for a while. And once that cleared up, I got to do them with more weight.
Once I was able to deadlift again, shit got real.
My deadlift went up the way it did due to the technical issues of my own form and possibly due to doing so many box squats. Compare the above to the below:
Big difference. I wish I had gotten 500 on tape, but I was busy worrying about lifting and decided to not worry about it. Rest assured, by next competition (8 December) I will add more pounds to the total and meet at least 1220 with a 520lb deadlift.
|Apparently, deadlifting is popular among the women of Scotland.|