Well this was a cruddy way to finish Cycle 12.
As you may recall from last Sunday, I made a new PR in my back squat but failed to even equal my PR in the overhead press. Oh well, you hit the target sometimes but not always.
On Monday, my son David’s fasting regime malfunctioned and he ended up staying home sick. On Tuesday night, my grandson Landon got sick and on Wednesday morning, my son asked if I could stay home with him. Of course I said yes.
On Thursday morning, I had one heck of a time waking up. Don’t think I got much sleep for the past two nights. I actually made the decision to skip lift day because I felt so lousy. I ended up skipping work too, since that first cup of coffee turned my stomach into an acid factory and I was exhausted. I went back to bed and slept until noon. Fortunately, my son had the day off and took care of the kids.
So here we are on Friday. I actually got a fair amount of sleep and woke up at three-something this morning. I drank coffee and water and felt kind of lousy, but determined to lift anyway.
Sucking it up, I got to the gym right before it opened and was the first one in the weight room after the lights popped on.
My favorite bench press station was a total mess and it took a while for me to fix it up. Everything felt heavy even before I started lifting. Not a good sign.
But nothing ventured, so I got to work. It wasn’t pretty.
5/3/1+ Main Lifts
Barbell Bench Press
10x 45lbs/20.4117kg (warm up)
10x 65lbs/29.4835kg (warm up)
1x 155lbs/70.3068kg (joker)
0x 160lbs/72.5748kg (joker) -failed rep-
Barbell Bent Leg Deadlift
10x 135lbs/61.235kg (warm up)
10x 165lbs/74.8427kg (warm up)
1x 280lbs/127.006kg (joker)
0x 285lbs/129.274kg (joker) -failed rep-
Actually, as far as the main lifts went, I hit my goals. I even did a triple for the 1+ set in my bench press. Unfortunately, I only did a single at 155 and completely failed the lift at 160.
I hit the bar against one of the pins on the rack on the way up which threw everything off-balance. I managed to get the barbell racked again, but it looked pretty bad.
After that disaster, I steeled myself for the deadlift.
Saw a couple of new guys in the weight room. Naturally, we all ignored each other and just did our thing.
Deadlift warm ups went well and although 270 pounds still felt really heavy, I did a double for the 1+ set. I could only pull 280 pounds up once for the first joker and totally failed at 285. Oh, it started to come up, but something was wrong with my grip and my mojo and the thing sucked me back down to the floor.
I wasn’t even mad. I was tired and not feeling up to anywhere near full power and figured the last couple of days put me off my routine.
I finished up with my usual mobility work and got the heck out of there.
My digestive system is feeling a little tender, but I made it to work today. I hope this clears up soon because I’m definitely considering another deload week. This cycle started out very promising but crashed and burned by the end.
There comes a certain point in life when you have to stop blaming other people for how you feel or the misfortunes in your life. You can’t go through life obsessing about what might have been.