Wow, what a hot mess this week was. There were some highs and some lows and I'm glad I made it through with guns blazin'.
My powerlifting training has been building up to this week, my "opener" week, which means I test out the weight I'm going to lift for my 1st attempt for the bench, deadlift and squat at competition. So, it was critical that I test these lifts in front of my coach. My usual training times is midday when my girls are in school. So far it's been smooth sailing.
Except for this week when my youngest (2 years) got sick! I know it can happen any time, and I would have been okay with it any OTHER time, but why this week! Uggggghhhhh.
My first priority is being a mom, so I canceled my clients, canceled my training and stayed home with my girl to take care of her and comfort her. I'm not going to lie though, I was stressing. To my fellow parents out there, you know what happens when your child is sick! NOTHING else gets done.
Luckily, my husband understood how important this week was and helped out. He came home early from work, saw how badly I needed a break and let me sneak away to train. My girlfriend invited my oldest to join her and her daughter (my daughter's BFF) for an arts and crafts session on Thursday so I could train and my awesome babysitter came early to watch my baby when she napped. My clients were very understanding as well when I asked to cancel and reschedule.
Back to the good stuff... training was somewhat successful. I hit a comfortable 195 lb on my squat for my opener weight. My bench was dismal, I easily pressed 95 lb but then couldn't finish 105 lb. I think my opener is going to be 97 lb but seriously I need to work on my bench. My deadlift I was most proud of. Seven weeks ago I could only pull 195 lb and attempted 205 lb with failure. This week, I pulled 215, 225 and 235 easy. I was in shock at my progression and ability. I then pulled 245 lb comfortably and was just elated. Not only was I able to load 2 plates each side on the bar, but I got past that! It looks like my opener weight will be 235 lb, 2nd attempt 245 and then go for it for the last attempt.
So in recap:
Highs: blew the lid off my deadlift PR, held a decent squat, I have an amazing husband, great friends and awesome clients
Lows: my bench sucks and my poor baby was sick
Well in review I guess my week wasn't a "hot mess" but more like "warm chaos." This is so me... when I'm in the middle of it, it's crazy and then afterward I realize it wasn't so bad. Other people are going through far worse. But key lesson here: no matter what you're going through, don't be afraid to ask for help and take it when it's offered, and take a deep breath because things will always work out.
How many "hot mess" weeks have you survived?
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