I read Precision Pulling by Mike Robertson and The Dead Zone by Dave Tate approximately 5 times each in hopes that my technique wouldn’t suck too badly when the day came that I attempted the deadlift. This evening I finally tried the deadlift. Even though I read the articles, I still know I didn’t know what the hell I was doing, so I said to myself, “Screw it! I’m 31 years old and I’ve never hurt my back, so what the hell am I afraid of? The only way I’ll learn is to do it.”
I used some common sense and started with just the barbell trying to remember everything Robertson and Tate said. Of course, I am not terribly intelligent, so I couldn’t remember everything, but I worked on the technique and I was able to correct myself on a few things along the way.
I moved along to 95 lbs, then 135, then 185 doing the same thing. I completed 5 reps at each weight and made corrections as I messed up my form. Even though my technique needs a lot of work, I was getting pumped up from the deadlift. It just felt so good. I bumped the weight up to 225 for another set, and I felt outstanding! I could feel the glutes and hamstrings starting to work. My adrenaline was going strong.
I don’t remember how many years it’s been since I got this excited. I have no idea why, but the deadlift felt so right! It felt 4 times better than pull-ups, 5 times better than the bench press and 7 times better than the squat. I put the weight down after 5 reps, jumped about 2 feet off the floor, and yelled in a loud and deep voice, “YEAH!” Then I began to wonder why the fuck it took me 31 years to try a deadlift!
Then I remembered I just started lifting weights in February for physical therapy. But, still, why the hell did I wait until I was 31? The deadlift is fucking awesome!
I wanted to put on another 50 lbs and try it again, but common sense told me not to get too carried away and do something stupid causing me to hurt myself on the first deadlifting session of my life. So, I switched to 3 x 10 single-legged deadlifts with a 25 plate in each hand, and I continued to work on my mechanics.
I can’t wait to deadlift again next Monday! I may have to move it to Sunday, so I can do it again sooner! The lift seems so simple, but it’s relevant in every day life: Just walk over to it, bend at the knees and hips, arch the lower back and pick the damn thing up!" Okay, so there’s more to it than that, but you understand what I mean. I just don’t understand how something like this has got me so excited. Up until now, I hadn’t thought of boobs in 4 hours! That’s unheard of!
My post was probably rather redundant, but I am so excited I had to write it because nobody I know personally would understand if I told them about my experience with the DEADLIFT!
Thank you to everyone who has contributed something positive to T-Nation/tmuscle.