After my first competition in August, I got straight into training again on the Monday morning. I didn’t break for 4 months…and I kind of hit a wall half way through the training cycle. Partly because of that, I’m staying away from the gym this week after competing at the GPA Worlds on the weekend.
Last week during the taper, I fantasized about post comp spare time and all of the fancy things, that fancy people (who don’t train) do with their spare time. Lie on the beach, walk on the beach, wear actual clothes, swim, strut around on the sand, lie on the grass, go to the movies, watch videos, go for long walks, have lunch with friends, hang-glide, make paper mache, that kind of thing.
But, I’m not actually doing any of those things. Pretty much I’m sulking and eating cornflakes. I've lost my compass. Monday is not Monday without volume squats. And Thursday without bench? What the actual fuck is it? Just Thursday? I don’t want to lift again yet but I hate my life without it… I feel like I climbed a mountain and it was pretty special at the top (Brandon Lilly and Chad Wesley Smith were there…so, the views were pretty fucking epic) but now that it’s over, I’m looking at the bottom of the mountain again.
I’m pretty sure things will come good soon. This break isn’t actually about expanding my repertoire of hobbies. It’s to allow my body to rest and my enthusiasm for new goals and lifting to build up again. Before I know it I’ll be back in the thick of it, chasing all of the gainz and training for The Arnolds. Hopefully this weekend I’ll muster the enthusiasm to take my cornflakes down to the beach. A fancy outing.
P.S. On the weekend, I couldn't take any lifting photos on my phone because it was full. When I was going through photos to delete, I found 6 photos of Axel Foley. Six. Guess how many I deleted so that I could take lifting photos. None. It's all about priorities. Priorities and a little bit about regret.
For those who train with me or within whinge-shot of me, it's no surprise that my hip has been an almost constant point of misery. Last Saturday marked the end of "heavy" lifting before the final taper to rest before GPA Worlds. Last Saturday, I also spent four hours in the car, two of them were immediately after a 3 x 1rm pr on the deadlift. My body hates my guts.
So pretty much, this week has been a battle in pain management. Rolling in bed is an activity involving mass caution. Getting out of the car requires that I use my arms. I'm like an angry bear who wants to hide in a cupboard, eat icecream and pretend like I don't need to be at my best in little over a week. I've also taken to dressing and shuffling around like an old man who's escaped from a mental institution. Some people comfort eat. I comfort dress. All day with the tracksuit, everyday with the tracksuit #doublegrey
I decided to up my massage game. Last week, in a full hour, she didn't really get past trying to release my glutes...yesterday, she did some work with the cups and I've got bruises all over my posterior chain. Today, I had dry needles in my glutes. My arse has had so much attention I'm feeling like Kim Kardashian (except for the #doublegrey)...Things are looking up.
Today we hit my bench opener for three singles with commands and I'm starting to get very excited!
3 x 1 @77.5kg
I started my taper today by reducing the overall volume from 5 x 5 to 3 x 5.
I'm pretty much following the taper as recommended by Justin Lascek via 70s big.
If you're interested, you can find the details here
So, it was 3 x 5 @ 80kg squat
and 3 x 5 @ 60kg on the bench.
I'm actually feeling a little flogged so I'm looking forward to reducing volume and hopefully feeling less flogged. I'm also looking forward to going for some heavy squats later this week. yes. I am.
These three remaining weeks i really want to pay attention to my nutrition, to my mobility and to really recovering well. sleeping as much as possible. That's it.
Anna Brown is an average though super keen