DieYoungStrong
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- May 27, 2013
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So, I'm sitting here a week out from my next meet, and I got that feeling again. The only way I can describe how I feel is like when you're a kid on Christmas Eve during the day waiting for the good stuff to start that night. It's like the whole work week is like a Friday school day in High School when you had a football game that night. Time seems to stand still. Minutes seem like hours.
The heavy lifting has been done. Openers are set. You've made all kinds of sacrifices - family, friends, etc, to concentrate on your peak. Training, eating, and recovery/mob/feeder sessions could be a full time job, and 99% of us already have a real full time job; some of us have families. Also, if you're bird boned like me, you've racked up some nagging injuries along the way. I'm typing this from my office with a e-stim tens unit hooked up to my right hip and left tricep. If someone walks in here, there is just no way that they won't believe that I'm not flogging the dolphin.
On the agenda for the week is lots of mob work daily, a deep tissue massage on Tuesday, some real light groove work on Wed, a trip to the Chiro at some point, and an easy 8lb weight cut later in the week. I spend most of my time at work trying, and failing, to keep busy to pass time, but instead I'm staring off into space visualizing my lifts. I see myself doing everything from chalking my hands and torking up, to getting commands and focusing on my cues for each lift. I can't tell you how many times a day this week I will stick my hands out and flare my lats thinking about benching, or how many valsalva's I do.
The competitive fire is burning big time in my gut. I'm so fired up to get back on the Platform. I want to set some PR's and all that good stuff, but I also want to win. Whether it's reasonable or not. Yes, it's all about doing it for yourself, setting PR's, and all that jazz, but I'm also competitive almost to a fault. I want to win on game day. I want to hit all my lifts and let the chips fall where they may. There's nothing wrong with wanting and striving to win.
What does everyone else do, training wise and just keeping your head screwed on straight, on the week leading up to the meet?
The heavy lifting has been done. Openers are set. You've made all kinds of sacrifices - family, friends, etc, to concentrate on your peak. Training, eating, and recovery/mob/feeder sessions could be a full time job, and 99% of us already have a real full time job; some of us have families. Also, if you're bird boned like me, you've racked up some nagging injuries along the way. I'm typing this from my office with a e-stim tens unit hooked up to my right hip and left tricep. If someone walks in here, there is just no way that they won't believe that I'm not flogging the dolphin.
On the agenda for the week is lots of mob work daily, a deep tissue massage on Tuesday, some real light groove work on Wed, a trip to the Chiro at some point, and an easy 8lb weight cut later in the week. I spend most of my time at work trying, and failing, to keep busy to pass time, but instead I'm staring off into space visualizing my lifts. I see myself doing everything from chalking my hands and torking up, to getting commands and focusing on my cues for each lift. I can't tell you how many times a day this week I will stick my hands out and flare my lats thinking about benching, or how many valsalva's I do.
The competitive fire is burning big time in my gut. I'm so fired up to get back on the Platform. I want to set some PR's and all that good stuff, but I also want to win. Whether it's reasonable or not. Yes, it's all about doing it for yourself, setting PR's, and all that jazz, but I'm also competitive almost to a fault. I want to win on game day. I want to hit all my lifts and let the chips fall where they may. There's nothing wrong with wanting and striving to win.
What does everyone else do, training wise and just keeping your head screwed on straight, on the week leading up to the meet?