Three months ago, I told myself, I'm going to powerlift. I found an incredible coach and gym, purchased the minimal equipment required, trained my ass off and I did it. What a way to finish off 2014!
And I'm hooked. I'm already plotting and planning for my next meet!
I learned tons of stuff during this 14 hour endeavor and I want to share those moments with you all. Here are my highs and lows:
Highs:
1. People of all age, size, gender and walks of life are strong. From 17 years old to 75 years old, men and women, large and small, everyone showed up to test their strength and it was awesome. A young teenage girl set a world record!
2. I PR'd on all my lifts - squat by 5#, bench by 5# and deadlift by 15#.
3. The adrenaline rush you get before, during and after each lift is addicting.
4. People are supportive of you, no matter how much you are lifting. Some women lifted less than me, but most were lifting more. I loved that no one cared about how much weight it was, they just wanted to see you succeed in lifting it and setting PRs.
5. My coach is a serious badass. He is one strong dude and it was so awesome to see him in action. He lifted insane amounts with flawless technique, and I feel lucky that he's my coach.
6. I'm stronger than I think. Mentally I told myself I could break my PRs, but there's still a little voice in me that says "are you sure you can do that?" I shattered that voice, thank goodness.
7. I love this sport. I've gone from an endurance sport to a power sport and I have to say I like the power better.
Lows:
1. There is a LOT of waiting around. There's tons of down time between each lift as you watch others perform. It forces you to rest, however your mind goes crazy.
2. The day is long and your body gets restless, achy and tired. Meets aren't normally as long as this one was, but it's nothing I can't handle compared to an Ironman -- THAT is fucking exhausting!
3. I didn't feel like eating and didn't know what to eat, but I had to in order to keep my energy up.
4. My pelvic floor muscles are weak. (Yeah, the ones that control your bladder...)
I arrived at NorCal Healthworks at 8 a.m. to weigh in, give my opener weights and set my squat rack height. I had time to snag a coffee and omelette at a cool coffee place down the street. Then I found my coach and teammates and settled in for the amazing day ahead of me. I felt relaxed and calm until we started warming up for the squat, and then my heart started to RACE...
First up was the squat. I was in the first flight of lifters, all women. We warmed up and prepared for our name to be called. I nailed my 1st attempt at 185# and after I finished that first attempt, I felt less nervous and gained a little confidence. I got my 2nd attempt at 200#, a 5# PR. I then tried for 210# for my 3rd attempt but missed. I was okay with that, as I already got one PR and this would have been icing on the cake. When I started my walkout, the weight felt heavy, I set myself into position and started to squat. I tried to stay tight, but as I went down, my back loosened up and the bar started to roll, bringing me forward. My coach grabbed the bar and helped me up. I think my strength was there, as my legs didn't give up, but my form and technique need more work. I need to focus on staying tight, elbows back and chest up. Now I have a goal to work toward, and I hope by next meet I can open with 210# and get a bigger PR.
Next up was the bench. This is my weakest lift by far. I lack upper body strength and I have long arms, two strikes against me. But many women can bench heavy, and I know I will eventually. I only started lifting weights about 2 years ago, so I feel I have progressed pretty well considering my lack of experience. But there's a ton of room for improvement. I hit all three attempts at 95#, 100# and 105#, a 5# PR. My first attempt was red-lighted because I racked too soon. I was so happy to hit that 105# though! I made that attempt a few times in training without success so it felt good to nail it. I hope to work my way up to the big plates for the next meet!
Lastly, my deadlift, my favorite lift of them all. There's something empowering about grabbing a bar and picking up heavy weight. I feel this lift really works your whole body more than the others. Normally I feel very confident about my deadlift, but it had been a long day, my body was tired and I had been experiencing some oblique pain prior to the meet, so I was worried. But, I told myself to stay strong and nail it. I smashed all 3 attempts at 235#, 250# and 260#. The last attempt was tough, not gonna lie. My form was not as good, as you'll see in the video, and it took everything in me to lock it out. I pulled so hard I peed my pants! I knew it happened at the time, but didn't realize it actually leaked out onto the floor until the next day when I watched the video. I laughed so damn hard! If my teammates or coach had seen it, they were nice enough not to tell me during my moment of glory for hitting the 15# PR. Thanks guys! But it happened, and seriously, I'm glad I'm sharing it with you all because women joke about it, but it's not a good thing.
Back in September, I listened to a talk by Ann Wendel about pelvic floor dysfunction and she said "it's common, but not normal." That should not be happening when we laugh, sneeze, cough or lift heavy weight. I was doing exercises to strengthen those muscles but apparently not enough. Before the meet, a fellow female powerlifter suggested to wear a pad. I thought she was being funny...I learned the hard way she wasn't. Oh, and maybe I'll change the filming angle too just in case. :) BUT LADIES, listen, if you are experiencing this, which happens usually after pregnancy or when you get older, DO something about it. And men, while you don't have to deal with this, I guarantee a women in your life -- mom, sister, aunt, wife, girlfriend -- is dealing with it, so be sympathetic and help her.
While the day was insanely long and exhausting, it was totally worth it. I absolutely enjoyed every minute and can't wait for the next one. My coach was very supportive during the entire meet even though he was also competing. The other guys and gal competing (all first timers) that I trained with did an amazing job and I'm very proud of them as well. More experienced lifters from the gym came to support us as well, which was immensely helpful.
So, as I said before, I'm now addicted. Two more days of rest and I'm back in the gym ready for a new training cycle. Now If I can just nail down when my next meed should be...



