Wed Feb 15
Oh My God, my back was sore, my hamstring was feeling bad, so I was not expecting much. I Was Wrong.
I warmed up with the empty bar for 12 reps, stretched really well and felt my joints popping. Growing old is really not for sissies. Then sets of 10 with 110, 145, 235. So as further proof that even an old fart runs on ego. I went to 275 for 10 reps and all were below parallel. Then I went for a new experience. Unchartered waters, the outer realms of lifting, and such. I loaded the bar to 295 and began cranking. After 4 reps I was told I was super deep, then I caught my breath at 6 reps, then I actually did rep 8 with no air in my lungs, dangerous, then I finished off with 10 reps. Another PR and I was stoked. I fought for every rep and I know now it is true, “That which does not kill you only makes you stronger.”
I had 2 judges watching my squats and they both said every rep below parallel by a lot. I can feel the blood in my legs and head, I am breathing hard, and it feels damn good.
Then pause squats sets of 5 with 165, and then 225. Did a full 2 second pause each rep and exploded out of the bottom. The bottom was judged to be 2 inches below parallel.
Then reverse hypers 3 sets of 10 with 300 on the mast. My butt power is getting awesome.
What a workout for an old fart. I will be the strongest geezer in the home. The other powerlifters in the gym all came and congratulated me, even a top bodybuilder did. This is what makes powerlifting a great sport, the sportsmanship, and friendship.