I was in my first powerlifting meet yesterday. I hesitate to call it a competition; I pulled less weight than anyone. Well, except the guy that bombed out on his three benchpress attempts and didn’t get to finish.
And I finally get the concept of only competing against yourself. I never understood it when golfers talked about it. And to be fair, I’m pretty sure a number of them (golfers and powerlifters) care a lot more about competing with the other participants than it being only about beating your best. But, I’m really not worried about the low weight, or my missed third attempt on bench. In fact, I’m really proud I tried for the 115# BP. I’ve never been able to do it in the gym before with the pause, & I was feeling really good. And maybe I could have gotten it if I was just a bit slower. But I actually tried something that had a goodly chance of failure ….. In front of a bunch of people.
Because nobody wanted me to miss. It wasn’t a competition at that moment; not against each other anyway. Just me and the bar. And everyone got it.
And now I have numbers. A very clear place from which to improve. To measure progress. I was impressed by a lot of people yesterday. But I don’t remember their numbers. Just their resolve.
Me. The bar. It’s so simple that it’s hard to understand how I didn’t get it before. But I do now. And that’s progress too….
At the outset of the year, I decided that I wanted to improve, but resolutions were not exactly for me. But I did want to think about what was IMPORTANT for me, and keep those at the forefront whenever possible. My list:
They aren’t fully formed resolutions: Just things that were important to consider. And they were about balance. Controlling food but not being compassionate to myself, for example, would not be a ‘win’.
Anyway, I was being a bit scared about the upcoming meet, and one of the Mavens referred to something that reminded me to check my list. My fear is allowed a voice: she is trying to protect me. So I should have compassion for myself, and not be embarrassed that I am afraid. But it won’t decide.
Had a crappy day in the gym. I was PT-less but should have been ok. The target was ….
I checked video of what felt like ass-to-grass 135%…. And it was barely parallel. I worked up anyway . 140 and 145 were about the same. I finished with the triples and consoled myself that while my depth wasn’t cutting it, that I had done the work and it would at least contribute to improvement.
I told JW the same. He wanted to know why I had not backed off on the weight and focused on depth. 😦
And its cause I didn’t have depth anyway….
So if I feel good tomorrow…. I’ll go in and just do something light… But hang out at the bottom. Like me told too.
And that is why I still need a PT.
- Get up early, a bit sleepy but also a bit looking forward to the gym
- Make husband a coffee. Get a kiss.
- Eat a simple breakfast, and enjoy a soy latte.
- Hit the gym; squat, squat, squat.
- Endorphins surge; feel pretty good!
- Get to work; still feeling charged and happy.
- Get a lot done…. ’cause I am unstoppable!
- Have a GREAT day at work.
- Go to a happy home.
- Chill with hubby. Couch time is good, and I already worked hard today.
- Go to bed: set alarm for 5 AM, because this cycle is magic….