I'll start this post with a review of my first ever weightlifting event. Turns out it was a historic event with something like 209 competitors in total, and myself and my training partner were "lucky" enough to be in the absolute last heat! The California State Games are run similar to the Olympics in that there are Summer and Winter Games. Each season begins in a slew of events covering a good collection of sports, and from what I could find, there seems to be a pretty good history of some highly successful athletes who have come through to compete. Unfortunately they take pl;ace in San Diego and started in early July so I wasn't able to attend the opening ceremonies and all the awesome crazy that apparently happened. I got to show up late Saturday night, hang out until late Sunday afternoon and then trek out to a pretty damn secluded CrossFit gym that was hosting the weightlifting event over the course of three days.
I'll make two comments on the organization of the whole thing before going into my experience. First, the thing was run damn smoothly. I think they were maybe off by one or two minutes here and there and that is incredibly impressive given the amount of people they had coming through. Not sure how they pulled it off, but it's really cool they did and I respect the hell out of the organizers for running such a tight ship. The unfortunate aspect of the whole event was that it took us almost 40 minutes to find the place. There was no instruction anywhere explaining where the crazy hidden gym was actually located and there were no signs posted anywhere showing anyone the way. We drove all over the place and finally found our way to an office park, behind another office park, here the gym was wedged in. The warm up area was cramped and muggy, the weigh-in room was in a hoarders-type room with old medical equipment stacked to the ceiling, and the platform was under a tent, outside in the tiny behind-the-offices parking lot. At first we were completely thrown off by the seemingly makeshift set up of everything. The location of the entire place was so out in the middle of nowhere that I think we were more frustrated than anything. But once we settled into the whole thing, we mostly forgot about how sketchy everything was and just enjoyed ourselves.
So, on to the experience. I was feeling good and prepared, not nervous or anything, just excited to experience something new! I chose to open with 95kg (209lbs), a weight I was sure I could hit and all I wanted to do was make sure I got at least one successful lift! They announced when I was on deck, I strolled out to the awkward waiting area behind a tent on a sidewalk where there were a few chairs and pulled up the top of my singlet. When they announced it was my turn, I chalked up my hands, approached the bar, took and breath and ripped it over my head. It honestly felt like it was 20 pounds, just flew up in a power snatch. It almost knocked me over! I dropped the bar, nodded to the judges and walked back off the platform to announce my next attempt to the announcer. I'd go for 100kg (220lbs). It went exactly the same as the first lift, but this time I over-tensed up and the forward pull of the bar sent me running to the front of the platform. I was able to catch my balance with locked out arms just as my toe reached the front of the wood and the head judge was ready to dive out of the way to save his own life! Two whites, one red, good lift (there are three judges who award you wither a red or white "light"; you need two or all three whites for a good lift)! I initially asked for 103, but then said what the hell, I'll go for 105kg (231 and would be a PR). Just missed it! Oh well, I was happy with 100.
After that I was able to chill for a bit before warming up the clean and jerk. Still feeling good! I hit my opening lift of 130kg (286lbs) and again, it felt like an empty bar. It almost knocked me over it felt so light, and I actually felt like I was trying to stop the bar from flying straight up o the jerk. I was happy with that feeling. I announced my second attempt at 135 (297 and a potential PR clean AND jerk). Caught it a little forward but it was smooth all around. I was stoked for that lift. Next was my choice of going for 140, or playing it safe and going for a somewhat reasonable 138. Went back and forth a little and chose to go for 138 (303.6). Hit it!! Made 5 out of 6 lifts and got a 238 total. Very happy (and I beat Mike by 3 kilos!!!!). What an awesome experience all around, and I am really looking forward to doing more and more of these coming up.
OK, after the fun was over and I got back, I was back to training today. Felt crazy slow under the bar for the weightlifting complexes I have programmed for this next phase, but the tough part was the new phase of powerlifts we have coming up; sick! Working quickly up to our heaviest triple, then down and back up with doubles, then down and back up on singles, LOTS of lifting heavy weights!! Additionally I am adding some CrossFit style workouts back to the program and while today's was fun (power snatches, rope climbs, muscle ups and HSPU's) it felt like I hadn't done a tough workout like that in years. It'll be interesting incorporating these back into the program on a regular basis now, especially since I really want to get my weightlifting total form 238 to 260 as soon as I can!
The program I'm on now is filled with lots of heavy weightlifting, serious squatting at constantly heavy weights, heavy pressing and heavy deadlifting. Very carefully programmed accessory work and now, some regular accessory-based metcons. I've been feeling so good with everything, I can't wait to see how far this gets me over the course of the next couple months.
Rock on, that's all I got for now!
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