I went to the gym today and sadly someone was hogging the power rack (I don’t like squat cages) doing who knows what. So instead of complaining I decided I’d just throw up a 1RM on my bench for the first time in awhille.
Previously my record was set at 340lbs in February (on my sprained wrist nonetheless) when I was really fat, one week into a 1-ad cycle, and weighing in at around 225lbs.
Today; weighing in at around 203 I put up 345 (at the end of 3 weeks 1-ad but at a lower dosage) EASILY. I tried 350 but I could not even get the bar off my chest since I hadn’t quite rested long enough. But considering everything this semester (my bench was under 300 when I started), I have made excellent progress. Even my squats have gone from 235 for 10x3 to 280 for 10x3. I finally am deadlifting 275 for 4x6; and I weigh about 8lbs more with 1.5-2" (36 to 34) less on my waist. I’m also only at about 13.6% bodyfat (based on underwater weighing). Also my back has filled out (up to y’all if you want a picture of it) and my love handles are shrinking.
But PUTTING ALL THIS ASIDE it’s not my progress in the gym and my body composition that I’m happy with. It’s the fact that I’ve grown up and I had the first FUN semester of college. I realized what I’ve missed out on these last few years by being a pussy and not partying and trying to ensconce myself in my own little world of the weight room and the internet.
Maybe I’m doing somethings which aren’t the best (lets not go into my “escapades” this weekend) but I’m trying to let loose and I’ve more or less conquered my fear of people. While I was just a cocky nice guy before; I’m not as cocky anymore b/c I don’t feel I have anything to prove. I’m just confident (though there’s a directly proportional relationship between how ugly a girl is and how cocky she thinks I am).
Ok Rant done.
Fire away (and I’ll post a back picture if you want).