Ended with two pennies and a Nightmare.
But that’s still enough sense to know…
Guess we’ll start with the water cut, as I suspect that’s the root of my problems. I drank 12L of water on Wednesday, and ate a lemon right before bed. I then spent all day Thursday with no food or water whatsoever. It was only a 6.5lb water cut, which isn’t a big deal, but I think what fucked me up the most is not putting enough of that weight back on. I only had two meals so we could avoid taking more cabs. I thought it would be enough. I was wrong.
Either way, woke up for meet day on a full night’s sleep ate a light breakfast, and went downstairs to the meet. Worked Jess through her warm ups and squats. Started going through my warm ups. My last one at 425 was definitely too slow, but I didn’t care. My head was in the right space even if my body wasn’t. I had the fire going. I unracked 501, went to walk it out, and nearly tripped over the loose fitting carpet on the floor. Everyone had to deal with it, but I guess that’s what I get for walking out of a mono-lift. I fucked up my set up big time and missed. My head space was gone, I was panicking. Took 501 again. As soon as I set my feet my knee was on fire. Likely from my first attempt. Great. Walk out was even shakier. Even better. I got it this time, smooth, but not fast. At this point I knew I could make ~520 and hate myself for it or go for 551 like I came all this way to do and have a big chance at not making it. Well, I’d rather miss a lift I wanted to make than finish, so I missed 551, knee still lit up.
I wasn’t feeling too good about myself at this point, but I had to bench, so whatever. Opened with 341, smoked it. Took 374. This is supposed to be easy. 370 for a double was no problem, this is easier. Touched way too low, I was close but I couldn’t recover. 374 again. I fought it hard, but it wasn’t even as close as my second.
I figured at this point I’d go a bit easier on my pulls to try and salvage a pathetic 1400lb total from what was supposed to be a 1527lb total with 2 world records. Took my last warm up on the platform as I had planned all along, EZPZ, looked like I didn’t even have a bar in my hands. 523lb up next, still fast and smooth. Felt good. I needed 558 for the 1400, so I took 562 as it was the next highest increment, got it really high, really fast, then it just stopped. Fought for a bit, but lockout wasn’t there.
The worst part of this meet is that it’s not a matter of strength. I’ve squatted 520 x 3, I’ve benched 370 x 2, the numbers are fucking there, but today, the one day I really needed them, they weren’t. I’m pretty thoroughly unimpressed with what I did today overall, and I feel like I really pissed the sheets on this one.
I guess the biggest lesson I learned is to not bother with conservative attempts because if I’m gonna miss all my lifts I may as well miss some respectable numbers.
Oh, and I had the best total in my weight class, but that probably says more about my competition than it does about me since I went 4/9.