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Power-loving

All the sweating and straining, all the anxiety and fears, everything brought me to this past weekend. I had a fantastic meet this past Saturday and Heath had an equally fantastic meet on Sunday. I am quite proud of our performance.

The night before, on Friday, Heath gave me his Valentine’s Day gifts. A dozen roses, a Steam giftcard, a box of peanut butter chocolate poptarts and (name brand) Pedialyte. Now I know the last two seem strange for Valentine’s Day gifts, but basically they were two gifts with my meet in mind. I weighed in, making my weight class. I then needed to carb up a bit, hence the poptarts, and replenish my electrolytes, hence the Pedialyte.

We arrive at the meet on Valentine’s Day after rules are done, and during the curls. After some anxieties about a missing singlet and forgetting the rest of my Pedialyte, I get on the platform and do my opener for squat. I went three-for-three attempts on squat, and my final squat was 264.55 pounds. Heath said it looked beautiful, and that I didn’t seem to have any major form breakdown, which is very impressive considering its a PR for me! My strategy of practicing squat with a pause at the beginning and end has worked wonders, as I have a terrible habit of missing commands.

Next was bench, and after the flights of bench I get my opener with ease, and my second attempt of 137.79. I go for a third at 143, and miss it. It was right where my triceps fail every single time. Marcin, on my team, told me how to “break the bar” with my grip so I can power through that sticking point. I am still very satisfied with a 137.79 bench because it is a meet PR, versus a gym PR.

Lastly, was deadlift. There’s always a ridiculously long break between bench and deadlift because mostly everyone wants to bench. I chugged a lot of preworkout for the deadlift flight. I opened at 10 pounds heavier than my October meet’s deadlift which was 230 something, and my opener was in the bag. I got 270 for a second, which was a PR for my meet performance.

Upon urging (one lady lifter told me “go and put some weight on that bar–that was too light!), everyone told me to lift 314.16and I got it. This is a 64 lb improvement from last year! Deadlift performance anxiety has killed my past meets, and I just obliterated my deadlift in this past meet. I’ve never gone near the end of a deadlift flight before. I just channeled every strong bad-ass fictional woman character I could think of (Mulan, Legion Commander and Phantom Assassin from DOTA, Alanna from the Lionness Quartet, and my own Dungeons and Dragons characters) and PULLED THAT WEIGHT.

“BE A MAN!”

Overall, I added 100 pounds to my total since last year yielding me an 8/9 performance and 716.50 raw total. I outsquatted myself from October by 10 pounds, and I was using knee wraps at the time. I missed no commands this time, and only missed my bench because it was heavy.

In my mind, there was not a single thing that could improve my overall performance, besides the bench miss. I’m not even bitter about the bench because I still got that deadlift.

I got a small trophy, and was able to act as Heath’s coach on Saturday. He went 9/9 and got a trophy too! Our school’s team also won first place for mixed powerlifting teams.

There’s going to be a meet in my town in April that I’m probably going to skip lifting at. I’d like to get trained as a referee by that point so that I could help and participate out since it’ll be only a mile from my house. I’m looking at a lifting at a Texas meet in June or July that’s the Women’s Nationals for my federation. Heath said that he’s probably going to do a different event for our October meet–I think he said power press (power clean and bench press). I might do powersports sometime (strict curl, bench, and deadlift), or maybe join him on power press.

Regardless of records, trophies, events, and logistics, I killed it. I’ve not been this proud of myself in a long time. Here’s to getting stronger!

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Hello New Friends, New Lifelines (Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes, Part Three)

May trigger–be careful, friends. 

I must say, I was surprised to see so many new people interact with my blog after that last post! I am truly honored you want to read this outlet from me. Welcome, then, to the new faces and welcome back to those who were already following.

…I hope this entry doesn’t scare you off.

I need to talk about my eating disorder recovery. It’s a heavy topic, but I need to address it since half of my blog’s title is inspired by my recovery story. I’m putting the rest of this under a cut because I don’t want anyone to read this who may be hurt by it.

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All Aboard the Resolution Train

Now that I’m back to the real world after my Christmas trip, I wanted to make a short post about my New Year’s Resolutions. I like the philosophy behind Resolutions, but I know I typically make them too hard, too unattainable, too unspecific. I read a great post on StrongBrees about fitness-oriented New Year’s Resolutions, and she’s right–you can’t bite off more than you can chew or leave them unspecific.

When I worked at SSO, we had to develop performance review goals. The way you did this was through the S.M.A.R.T. acronym.

Also, I’m working from this worksheet for my New Year’s Resolution. I think this year, I’m going to only have one. I’m tired of failing on these, and I desperately need to do this. Honestly, this is one reason I’m doing the blog thing again. I need to feel that someone, somewhere is keeping me accountable (even if no one ever reads this blog, it feels like I am).

My New Year’s Resolution is to do yoga/mobility work for 30 minutes a week in 52 weeks in 2015. Let’s talk specifics.

1. Specific. What will the goal accomplish? How and why will it be accomplished?

Doing yoga for 52 weeks (with the option of adding more practice, but not doing less) will help in mental and physical health. It will relax and calm my anxiety-riddled brain and help with my constant tightness from lifting. It will be accomplished through classes, solo practice, and doing yoga tapes.

2. Measurable. How will you measure whether or not the goal has been reached (list at least two
indicators)?

Two indicators are mental and physical health. Mental health means I should be cleaner and happier in my brain. Physical health I should be more open and less tight. I will also write a weekly report documenting my progress to be posted here.

3. Achievable. Is it possible? Have others done it successfully? Do you have the necessary knowledge,
skills, abilities, and resources to accomplish the goal? 

I feel like I’m making the goal too easy, but I’m glad I am for once. If I get my one day of practice, then any extra will be bonus. I have Iyengar’s book, DVDs, yoga friends, the ability to sign up for classes at the University, and a new subscription to Yoga Journal magazine, my initial inspiration. I just googled 52 weeks of yoga, and got a lot of hits. It has apparently been done before!

4. Results-focused. What is the reason, purpose, or benefit of accomplishing the goal? What is the
result (not activities leading up to the result) of the goal?

I’d love to get better at some static strength moves, but those shouldn’t be the goal itself! It’s so tempting to say “I want to do a flag, I want to do a hand stand, I want to do a kettle bell pistol squat” but those don’t happen without a good foundation! The result of 52 weeks of yoga may be being able to do these things. I’m also aware it might not. I accept this!
5. Time-bound. What is the established completion date and does that completion date create a practical
sense of urgency?

Before January 1, 2016, I will have done yoga 52 times for thirty minutes. That seems very manageable. 26 hours. A little over one day of my life spent doing something good for me.

When you see this, you know I did my part for the week!

When you see this, you know I did my resolution for the week!

Happy New Year’s eve, y’all! I haven’t forgotten about my cool update posts, but I had to write this before next year!

 

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Sunday Doldrums

The only things that have gotten me out of the Sunday Doldrums, my phrase for a really intense depression that miraculously activates on Sundays, are three fold today:

1) Had a great morning with H. We made breakfast sandwiches and watched goofy cartoons in our pjs.

2) Finished my paper for my blogwriting class, last assignment of the year in there.

and, finally…

3) NEW LEMON DEMON SONG  AND, wait for it, IT’S FROM A PROJECTED NEW ALBUM.

Oh Neil…Neil, Neil, Neil…you just turn all my frowns upside down.

Also, yesterday H and I incorporated a new day into our lifting routine called “Vanity Day.” Basically, we do exercises just for aesthetics for a specific body part we want to look good. Yesterday, he was a curl-bro and I was an ab-bunny. Because it is supposed to technically be a rest day, we consider vanity day as a reward for a week of good exercising. Then, I also spent a third of my rent money on supplements…

Yikes.

Oh well. Investing in one’s self is a good habit to have, especially since this is only going to decrease health problems for us down the road.

Hope your Sunday is treating you well! Mine always improves after I write a little bit…very cathartic.

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A Risky Move to Make Yourself

Truth: I weigh 125 pounds.

(Even as I read that sentence, the Wintergirl part of me knocks on my brain, begging to be let back in, to delete the words before I publish them for them to be archived in the internet forever.)

The harder truth to admit: I will probably only gain more weight as I continue to work out.

(At this, my  Wintergirl is shouting at the top of her lungs for me not to cravenly admit such a human weakness for the entire online community to read about.)

My journey from the freedom of my eating disorder takes ups and downs. One up was when I was introduced to lifting free-weights almost a year ago. I began to shape up, squat heavy, consume lots of oats and eggs. Then, even though I cited other excuses as why to quit, I stopped because I began to gain weight. This terrified me.

You see, it’s impossible to be a stick figure when squatting your bodyweight and a half.

All my life I wanted to be a stick figure, waif, bone-creature. Whenever I got my wish, I realized that all that was there in that journey was the desire to keep going. What was going to be next? 80 pounds? Having an eating disorder can be seen in a game of limbo: How low can you go? will always be the question of the day.

Now, I’m back on the upward climb. I’m going to stay here this time. Lifting weights has yielded a confident me, much more than the sack of tied together skin that I was when I was at my worst. However, bulking up is difficult for me, not physically but mentally. I consume so much food during the day to support my muscular gains and it’s sometimes hard to not go back to beating myself up for it.

One thing that reassures me though is the text of a Nike ad that I read once. It said “You are entirely up to you. Make your body. Make your life. Make yourself.”

What’s one way you made yourself today?

-a.b.

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