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So a few updates.
10/25
-Pulled 365 for easy
-Attempted 405, the bar I'm using at the gym can't support 405. I'm not sure how close I came to injuring myself, or others, but the bowing on the bar was nothing like I have ever seen in any video with 405 on the bar. I was almost half way up and the weight was still on the ground but the bar was in my hands. It felt surreal and comical. I wasn't meant to hit 405. I tried again and got an even more comical result.
Also I did some OHP on 10/24. Felt good. Rep'd 135 for a 3 or so.
10/28
Did bench on a barbell for the first time since April. Felt meh. Shoulder is still wonky but the wrist wraps seem to have helped. They certainly helped during the bench press. Pushed up 185 with ease. I'm sure if I were to train it properly I could get back to my max but I'll settle for the DB benches I've been doing because it's easier to bail if I miss a rep/lift as I don't have a spotter.
10/29
Squats...felt great. For the first time I can remember, basically ever, my muscles were firing, dare I say, perfect. Glute #1. Hams #2. Quads a distant #3. Usually I'm quad heavy and today it was just....perfect. My form was just spot on. I decided to kind of push it, and hit 275 slightly below paralell but not quite ATG and powered out of that like it was lighter than 225. So, I'm feeling surreal in the gym. Again. So, I toss up 315. I'm thinking, fuck ya. I got a 315 in me today. Squat. Feels great on the way down. Hit parallel. Fire! Out of the hole. Up fast enough that the bar wobbled/bounced from the inertia. Fuck ya. Unfasten the belt and let it fling off my waist like a boss. Think for a second. That was too fucking easy. Double check the weight. Yup, 315. Pick up my belt and refasten. Reload the bar on my back. Down slow. Hit the hole. FIRE! UP WITH THE MISSION TO WIN. Bar bounces like it's fucking scared of my back and wants to get away. Drop my belt again. It's all I can do not to fucking roar. What the fuck has gotten into me?
..MOTHERFUCKING PR. 315 FOR A DEUCE.
10/25
-Pulled 365 for easy
-Attempted 405, the bar I'm using at the gym can't support 405. I'm not sure how close I came to injuring myself, or others, but the bowing on the bar was nothing like I have ever seen in any video with 405 on the bar. I was almost half way up and the weight was still on the ground but the bar was in my hands. It felt surreal and comical. I wasn't meant to hit 405. I tried again and got an even more comical result.
Also I did some OHP on 10/24. Felt good. Rep'd 135 for a 3 or so.
10/28
Did bench on a barbell for the first time since April. Felt meh. Shoulder is still wonky but the wrist wraps seem to have helped. They certainly helped during the bench press. Pushed up 185 with ease. I'm sure if I were to train it properly I could get back to my max but I'll settle for the DB benches I've been doing because it's easier to bail if I miss a rep/lift as I don't have a spotter.
10/29
Squats...felt great. For the first time I can remember, basically ever, my muscles were firing, dare I say, perfect. Glute #1. Hams #2. Quads a distant #3. Usually I'm quad heavy and today it was just....perfect. My form was just spot on. I decided to kind of push it, and hit 275 slightly below paralell but not quite ATG and powered out of that like it was lighter than 225. So, I'm feeling surreal in the gym. Again. So, I toss up 315. I'm thinking, fuck ya. I got a 315 in me today. Squat. Feels great on the way down. Hit parallel. Fire! Out of the hole. Up fast enough that the bar wobbled/bounced from the inertia. Fuck ya. Unfasten the belt and let it fling off my waist like a boss. Think for a second. That was too fucking easy. Double check the weight. Yup, 315. Pick up my belt and refasten. Reload the bar on my back. Down slow. Hit the hole. FIRE! UP WITH THE MISSION TO WIN. Bar bounces like it's fucking scared of my back and wants to get away. Drop my belt again. It's all I can do not to fucking roar. What the fuck has gotten into me?
..MOTHERFUCKING PR. 315 FOR A DEUCE.