It’s really hard to judge what I should be able to do by looking at other people. So, maybe I can hit these goals by next spring? Or at least some of them? Also, I’m coming to respect that some of my goals won’t be achievable for five years or more because that is how powerlifting works. So those aren’t huge goals for my body size, but I’m also an old lady. And squatting 150 feels like I could do a ton more, but I’m inching up slowly because I don’t have a great spotter available to me and dumping the weights on the safety bar would not only earn me the side-eye of all of the Y employees, it would be embarrassing, which is much worse. Benching 115 for three feels heavy but solid on the first and then mighty shaky by the third. Deadlifting 235 right now feels like I am using every last bit of energy and reserve and willpower to reach the top. Those goals are different levels of achievable. That just seems, well, so neat and tidy, doesn’t it? But for now, I’m in the land of the imperial at the YMCA and so I’ve set my goals by those plates.Īnd I want to deadlift 315, or three plates. If I ever do competition, I think I’ll feel the same way about the reds, maybe even more so. I like to give them a little squeeze every time I put one on a bar. I have a love affair with the 45lb plates. That’s ok, because it helps discourage me from trying to pile on too fast. I also don’t have a competition to go to before next year, so I won’t be able to gauge my progress by how I perform at a meet. But I’m trying to adjust my expectations and set up something a little bit more realistic. I had superfastnewbiegains like a lot of beginning powerlifters and got real excited about what might be possible for my future. So, I’ve not been the best about getting into the gym, but I’m using my time wisely - to set goals. I’m basically shoehorning in building ikea cabinets and installing paneling and painting and rearranging stuff in boxes in between everything else I’m doing. I’ve got four babies to deliver in the next four weeks, I’m going to a conference in Toronto for a week with a few thousand other midwives (and pinkhairedchickenmama, yay), my kids have alltheendoftheschoolyearshit and I’m renovating my kitchen. I’ve got a lot of shit on my plate right now (hahahaha, I made a pun). Two meets this spring, a USAPL local meet where I hope to break all of the state records and qualify for nationals in that fed (an ambitious goal that would mean adding more than 50 kilos to my total), and the UPA nationals meet where I hope to break all of the national records for my age and weight class.
(I’d done 135 on bench in the gym many times). Three pounds shy of 135 on the bench, but crushing the rest. That meet I won first place in my weight class with 120kilos, 60 kilos, and 150 kilos. And at the UPA meet, I set two masters’ national records for squat and deadlift and, even more importantly, got kilo totals that essentially hit my goal for 1, 2, 3 imperial plates. And by January, I had competed twice again, once in the USAPL State meet and once at a local UPA meet. I loved the excitement and the music and the chalk and cheering for the other lifters and eating constantly the whole day and staying in my hotel room the night before, watching HGTV and going to bed at 9pm. I ended up with a squat of 85 kilos, a bench of 50 kilos and a deadlift of 130 kilos. My first comp came and I felt undertrained, but pretty good. Gradually, I began to squat and deadlift without much pain. Immediately afterwards, I began pushing the powerlifting training, with a ton of mobility work to keep my quads from turning to concrete and my hip flexors from seizing up. I made it and earned my shodan, or first degree black belt. Six weeks of PT and I felt like I could make it through the black belt test with the help of ibuprofen. I ended up with this awful mystery injury to both hips from lunging/twisting movements in iaido (and a lack of cross training, and a lot of physical work on the farm I was working on). I quickly learned I couldn’t do both and had to back off on the powerlifting. While I was training for my first meet, I also decided to go for my black belt in Iaido and began training for that five days a week.
Iaido belt full#
I tried to register for two comps in a row but they were full and so I set my sights on a USAPL rookie competition about three hours from my house in September 2018.
Iaido belt code#
We began “building my work capacity.” That’s code for dying/wishing you were dying, fyi. He introduced me to the weighted sled and the medicine ball. I told Josh that I’d been lifting for about a year and that I wanted to get stronger and compete in powerlifting. Right after I wrote the last post about working out with pinkhairedchickenmama, I started training with Josh Kielwasser, of Infinite Iron in Ann Arbor. I can’t believe that it’s been a whole year since I wrote.
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