I missed last Friday (more on that later) so tonight was a must-do. Deadlifts went down tonight, or should I say, they went up? Either way, here's what went in the log books:••••••••••
DEADLIFTS:
111lb x10
155lb x8
199lb x6
221lb x1.75 - I completed 1, went for the second but didn't lock out because my grip was gibing out.
221lb x1
At this point, I decided to bite the bullet and switch to mixed grip.
221lb x3
Feeling emboldened by the ease of those three, I decided a smart thing to do was add 67lbs.
287lb FAIL - who could've seen that coming?
265lb FAIL
199lb x3
BARBELL RDL:
155lb x3 - Grip was really weak and I was worried I couldn't get more.
(155lb x5) 2x
LEG EXTENSIONS:
(120lb x10) 3x
SEATED HAMSTRING CURLS:
(120lb x10) 2x
80lb x10
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Last Friday was not a good day. I was feeding our stray cat, Patchy and I was crouched down putting her food in her house. As I stood up, there was a sharp, tearing-type pain under my right knee cap. I yelled, probably something profane and not worth repeating and scared the hell out of poor Patchy, but after I managed to get upright, there really was no lingering pain.
A little later on, whilst scrubbing the toilet in a similar crouched position, the same thing happened. Only, the cat that heard me scream profanities this time around was our housecat, Dottie and this time, I couldn't get up. I had to scootch myself on my behind over to the door frame and pull myself up. Yet again, in an upright position - no lingering pain.
Fast forward a couple of hours later and as I was sitting no the couch, my right knee started throbbing and burning and just hurting something awful. It was the same type of pain that I had the time that I hurt my knee out in the garden. I had Emily get me the ace bandage, I wrapped the friggin thing, swallowed some ibuprofen and figured I'd call the doc on Monday, but knew there was no way in hell I could go squat.
I never needed to call though because when I woke up on Saturday, I was 100% pain free. I mean, crouching, standing, sitting - no pain at all. The thing I figure is that my frickin knee cap must have gotten slightly off track and then got pushed back in when I wrapped it. It was fine all weekend and today it was OK as well. With all that being put behind me, I trotted myself to the gym this evening and hit a new PR of 221lb for 3 reps. I was, of course, sleeved up because I wasn't taking any chances. The knees seemed to hold up and are only a little sore at the moment. So that's good.
Let's talk about the deads though! I was struggling with the 221lb. I was getting them, but my hands were failing, big time. Frank suggested mixed grip which I've never really utilized. It always felt weird to me so I just always went conventional grip and figured I would get stronger. He gave me the look, so I tried it. Wouldn't cha know that weight went up like it was nuthin! Was it stupid to try those heavier weights? Yes, we all know it was but stupid never stopped me before. This has given me some new energy though. Next week, I'm going for a deadlift max with a mixed grip. I'm curious to see how far I can get. Honestly, that weight didn't feel all that bad which makes me believe my legs are not my limiting factor. I'm not going to do all the lifts with mixed grip, obviously. My hands still need to get stronger and they will. I'll switch it up when I feel them starting to go. Right now, that seems to be 199lb. I'm kind of excited.
Finally, a word on nutrition. Still tracking, still a little frustrated, still plugging along. My numbers are getting better; getting closer to hitting the target numbers as I dial in the foods that work. Egg whites have helped a lot. I do 3 egg whites and one whole egg and that seems to work fairly well as an omelet with veggies. Low fat cottage cheese used as a salad dressing has also worked well. My weight is down 8lbs as well. Now if I could find a way to sleep better, I'd be happy as a pig in poo.
I'm exhausted and there's a cup of tea and some trash T.V. calling my name.