Many of you know about the ruthless ex-Stasi agent I call my personal trainer (although he could be Russian Spetsnaz, Croatian Ustachi, or a Chechen Rebel.... he's basically a Communist, a chameleon...he is evil, he has no soul....but he is a damn good trainer....I hate him, but we work out together 3x/week no matter what!)
Well today was my favorite of all our lift days....heavy legs! We do it about every 10-12 days, because I need that much time in between to recover. I focus on the complex moves...squats and deadlifts, then add in some assistance exercises like leg extensions and hamstring curls. Then I work on back by doing pullups (overhand grip on the bar), chinups (underhand grip on the bar), rows, etc.
I went on a business trip last week and only did cardio and some basic ST with some cruddy dumbbells in the hotel gym. Anyway, my excuse for today is that I got out of my rhythm of lifting for a few days.
So today we started off with squats and I got in 4 sets of 4 at 260 lbs, feeling pretty good, but I had to work for it. Trainer guy gave me an assist on the 4th squat of sets 3 & 4. Nonetheless, it was a PR, but we'll stay there for a few weeks until I can smoothly get 4 sets of 5.
Then I tackled the deadlift, determined to get 4 sets of 5....but I only got 3 sets of 4 and once again really worked for them. But I also had my first failure.
On my second set, I pulled the bar off the ground about 2 inches....then dropped it right back on the floor.
My first deadlift failure! What to do!
Trainer guy looks up me with this sh*t-eating grin, "Yor furst vailure!" (Your first failure!)
"What, are you happy I failed you miserable Commie?"
"Ve all doo eet...dis is just yor furst" (We all do it....this is just your first)
Or did he say worst?
Then he comes at me with, "Dry again (Try again). Vit so much vate (with so much weight), only tink about da vurst pool (only think about the first pull). Get eet oaf da grount, (get it off the ground), don't tink about da tird or vort reps (don't think about the 3rd or 4th reps)"
"Or we can lighten da load some?"
What, did I hear him right, did he say "we can lighten the load some"....who the hell are you and what did you do with my trainer.
I look him in the eye, "What, so all of a sudden you're Maximus the Merciful....I suppose if you lighten it up, I'll just have to do 10-15 reps right?"
"Uv gors!" (Of course!)
So I went back, got my mind straight, thought about nothing but lifting that bar off the ground just one time.....and up it went, smooth and by the numbers. I did a second rep....wobbled through a third rep....pulled with everything I had for a 4th....then set the bar down.
A third set was a repeat of the second, 4 reps and back on the ground went the bar.
But I felt good....yeah, I had my first failure...and it was humbling....but it wasn't the end...it was more a mental battle than a physical battle...it took getting mind and body to work together, taking nothing for granted.
In the end, did I feel like Gladiator?
Hmmm....actually a lot more like Braveheart!
Have a great night Spark friends!