2011-11-02 workout

Started crappy. Finished awesome.

“Week 3”

  • 5/3/1 – Press (working max: 130#)
    • 2x5x45 (warmup)
    • 1x5x55
    • 1x5x65
    • 1x3x80
    • 1x5x100 (work)
    • 1x3x110
    • 1x3x130 (PR)
  • Asst. #1 – Press
    • 5 x 10 x 60
  • Asst. #2 – Supinated grip lat pulldowns
    • 5 x 10 x 115
  • Metcon – jump rope
    • 1 Tabata set – all single hop
    • 4 40yd dashes with a 20# Prowler

Today started out crappy but finished awesome.

It’s “week 3” so it’s 5/3/1 week and time to set some PR’s. Last press session I accidentally did 125, which was supposed to be today’s weight, so I said heck, let’s just do 130 and see how it goes.

It didn’t.

The whole Press session didn’t feel right. Something just felt off the whole time. Then I put 130 on the bar, press 1, 2… on the 3rd time something didn’t feel right, and I go for 4 and my body just said, “No.”. I didn’t accept that. Rest a couple seconds, take a couple breaths, go again… “I said, no.”. Rack the bar. Fuck!

I’m not sure what the deal was. It wasn’t like my muscles were tired, it was as if my CNS just shut down and said “we’re not going to fire, we’re not going to do this”… the body just didn’t want to move. I had a conversation with someone before I left the gym and he said it’s happened to him before and he believes it’s just the body shutting down to protect itself. Maybe that’s the case. Maybe a little mentally off my game today. Maybe just one of those days. Still, 3 reps with 130 is a PR for me, just not the PR I wanted.

Assistance work was fine. I’ll bump up from here.

Rope jumping…. “warming up” with the running in place went excellent. So I started the set doing that, but became fumble feet… on the 3rd rep it was more fumbling and resetting than jumping so I did the last 5 reps double-leg.

Then… I saw it.

There’s a guy at the gym who I’ve seen only a few times before, but we hit it off nicely. He’s bigger than me, probably the strongest guy at the gym (if not, certainly one of the strongest). I saw him walk in, take 2 10# plates, then walk out to the back parking lot. And I heard it… the sound of scraping.

He has a Prowler.

After I finished jumping rope I went over to talk with him. He just got it. Tried it last week with a couple 45’s and it was too much. So like all things, gotta work your way up to it. He let me try it… I did 4 sprints and boy, you don’t feel it while you’re doing it, but afterwards? It hurts in a good way. I stopped at 4 because I figure I need to work my way up to it, don’t want to kill myself right out of the gate. But he’s going to be coming regularly in the mornings, and he said he’d love it if I worked with him… means he’s not the only one out back looking like an idiot. šŸ˜‰

That was pretty cool. And if it means I can do Prowler pushes on a regular basis? Awesome. N.O.V.

So, today didn’t start out great, but ended on a cool note.