So, it has been a while since I have been here....300.
Ok...no...I mean I know I said I had gained some weight, but that's not what I meant.
After a full morning of domesticated crap...vacuuming, mopping, garbage taking outing, shampooing carpets, laundry, doing dishes, hanging up some art, vacuuming the car...I had to get the Hell outta there.
Yesterday was interesting in the gym. I went at noon...I wasn't working....turns out everyone else had the same idea. It was pretty packed for a noon class.
Did warm ups and rowing and blah blah blah...Back squat day.
The last few months have been lightish...I've been sore, injured, lazy too.
So I warm up with the bar. Do my first set at 95. Impressive huh? Then 135....then 185. Now lately 185 has started to feel heavy. It didn't.
On to singles.
215...oh really heavy there Mona. Then 235...felt ok. then 265...hmmmm felt ok.
All the 300 other people in the gym were doing double unders and burpees or something...so I thought...oh just try a little more, cause at least I am not doing THAT. Even though I was done with the 3 sets I needed to do.
285...haven't put 285 on the bar in a while. It felt...ok. My spine was still intact.
ok well Mona....what do you wanna do? you got another one in there?
Wheee...it was sorta ugly, but it has been quite some time since I even tried it that heavy. I have been feeling so fragile emotionally that I have let it make me feel the same way under the bar. I just focused on my legs...getting a good position with my knees and my hips. It's not a pr, but it felt good. Even better was the reminder to focus on a small detail, a little adjustment that can help you get the bar up. It isn't about the weight on my back, it is about the strength in my legs, my hips, how I hold my head, that makes the weight "bearable."
BJ is gonna bring in my next set of things to work on today....I am hoping I can let go of this fragile feeling that has been tugging at me. At least under the bar.