Sorry, Not Sorry: There Are No Bad Training Days
May18

Sorry, Not Sorry: There Are No Bad Training Days

I used to have bad training days. For a while, they happened pretty much every day. If you’re not familiar with this blog, you can check out Shut up, stupid jerk brain, I’m trying to be the sane one or Enlightened cheeseburgers are the best cheeseburgers in the universe to see what I mean. That’s where my brain was a few years ago. The fact is, I was a miserable person, and it was a miserable experience to train with me. It basically took Nick showing up and saying, “I will kick you out of your own gym if you come in here with a shitty attitude” for things to finally start to change. He meant it, and I was not the only one who got that lecture. Everyone at the gym did. Show up with a piss poor attitude, throw a tantrum, or complain about your lifting and you will be sent home. I don’t have bad training days anymore, but it appears that a lot of other people do. Well, sorry, not sorry. But, there is no such thing as a bad training day. Get over yourself. A training session is just that. It’s training. The point is to do work. It actually doesn’t matter what the work is. I used to get caught up in that part of it. I’d think the goal was a certain weight or number of sets or reps or a PR. And, when I didn’t hit the numbers I thought I was supposed to hit, I’d be pissed off. A bad training day. Bullshit. Training is training. If you can’t hit a particular weight or number of sets or reps, and if you are 100 kg off your PR on one day, it absolutely does not matter. Do work. Do work at a lighter weight. Do a different exercise. Just do work. If I cannot hit 100 kg for reps on the squat, then fuck it, I will do reps at 90 kg or 70 kg or whatever weight. If I can’t squat, then I will do pushups or lat pulldowns or curls. Nick always says that it is a success if you go to the gym and put your shoes on. I didn’t understand that a year ago, but I do now. One rep > Zero reps Don’t allow bad training days. It’s in your power and your power...

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Snatches. I miss them.
Dec17

Snatches. I miss them.

12/17/13 I did some snatches. It’s been a while. I went up to 59 kg and then back down and up and then back down and up again. Things felt good except my right scapula/trap is tweaked a bit from deadlifts. But, snatches felt good considering that I have not been lifting. I love snatches. I miss them. I am going to take 2 weeks off over Christmas and do nothing but mobility and bodybuilding. I want everything to feel amazingly awesome so that I can snatch and squat again. 2013 has been both the worst and best year of my life. I’ll write more about that later, don’t you worry. I’d like to get back to training in 2014 even though I won’t have the training time I had before. I still have big...

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A Fond Adieu: Training Happens Whether You Log It Or Not

“I like the dreams of the future better than the history of the past.” – Thomas Jefferson I have kept an online training log since June 29, 2009. Technically, I had a log in a notebook for a few months prior to that, but June 29, 2009 was when my online log began. I’ve had a training log continuously since then, although it’s been at several different forums and is now here on my own blog. Those of you who have read my training log (thousands of you, I’m sure, because who doesn’t like to read about the reps and sets of random internet strangers?) probably realize that it was more than just a log about training. It was a diary, a place of self-reflection, an opportunity to celebrate and cry and bitch and moan. Sometimes, I think my training log was more important than my actual training. I don’t regret keeping a training log for that long. There is some cool shit in there. There are a lot of milestones, and I think it shows that (almost) anything is possible with hard work. It chronicles my journey from an out-of-shape former soccer player who couldn’t do more than one pushup to a born again athlete who lifted at the American Open and squatted 300 lbs. I’m proud of what I’ve accomplished in the gym in the last 4.5 years. The problem is, I am not so proud of what I’ve accomplished in the rest of my life in that same time period. I have a lot of shit to fix, and I am working hard on that now. I’m still training, but I need to learn how to train without being attached to numbers or goals. I need to learn how to love training for the joy it brings me and not only because there is a huge goal that requires every last ounce of effort that I possess.  I need to learn how to walk into the gym and just lift the barbell and not give a fuck. Because if this shit isn’t fun, then what is the point? I need to learn how to live in the present moment, and in a small way, a training log is a way of staying focused on the past. So, I’m bidding farewell to my training log. I’m not sure for how long, and it doesn’t bother me not to know. Barbells will be lifted whether or not I write down my reps. At a minimum, it is important for people with a history of depression or anxiety to do regular physical activity. Science says so. Right now, I...

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Wednesday, 10/9/13

10/9/13 I was pretty sore from Tuesday. It took me a long time to decide to get up and lift. I did some cleans. I was really happy with them. Clean: 1 x 55 kg 1 x 60 kg 1 x 65 kg 1 x 70 kg 1 x 75 kg 1 x 80 kg And, then, I tried to do Bring Sally Up for the second time. It didn’t turn out well. I actually felt pretty good. Quad burn but not the back spasm pain. I got into the hole for the second long pause, which was further than I’d made it the day before without a miss. I figured I would stand up and that would be the end of it. I tried to stand up, and I am not even sure what happened. My back was totally locked up. I can’t tell you precisely what occured, but I literally fell backwards with the bar on my back. Nick said I landed on the bar. So, it scraped down my back and then I fell on it. HARD. It was a few seconds before I could even breathe and then I basically had my back in spasms plus the pain from falling. I had to lay on the floor for several minutes before I could get my back calmed down enough to move. Goddamnit. Fucking CrossFit. I am banged up today, but with ice and ibuprofen, I’ll be fine. I am just so pissed that my idea for a challenge cannot happen. Now I don’t know what to do this month while I’m cutting...

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Tuesday, 10/8/13

10/8/13 Morning session: Squat: 5 x 70 kg 3 x 70 kg 5 x 80 kg 3 x 80 kg 5 x 90 kg 3 x 90 kg And, then I had the brilliant idea that I would do the Bring Sally Up squat challenge at 135 lbs. This would solve my goal setting problem for the month while I am cutting weight. I would just do the challenge every day with the goal of getting through the entire song by month’s end. First attempt: 15/30 squats, 12 in a row before I missed It was super super hard on my lower back, which I wasn’t expecting Evening session: Bunch of snatches at 55 kg Cleans to 75 kg Deadlift to 2 x 275 lbs RDL: 10 x 55 kg 10 x 100 kg And, some front raises and curls and ab work, I...

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Sunday, 10/6/13

10/6/13 I didn’t train. This is what happened: http://www.liftlikeagrownasswoman.com/2013/10/08/of-tantrums-and-depression-how-a-load-of-laundry-can-change-your-life/. I also took Monday off.

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