[quote]grettiron wrote:
2/17
warm up: lower usual
conv dl - belt at 405
135,225,315x5, 405x5x3
SSB box squat - wide stance, one pin higher than usual… just above parallel
155,245x10, 335x6, belt on, 365,385,405x6, belt off, 335x16
leg extension/lying leg curl
4 or 5 sets, 10 reps. last set extended ~20 reps
stretch
Conventional deads suck. Can’t seem to keep a neutral spine or keep the shoulders back. Regardless, 5 sets of 3 was fine. SSB squats went very well… I think I’ve been putting on the bar incorrectly until now because it felt perfect today. Down set of 335 was magical. Mid back was fucking nuked, for lack of a better term. Let me try to describe this experience as it doesn’t happen often and it’s one of the reasons I train.
Things start to get interesting deep into the set. The mid back begins to scream. It’s not pain… pain is when you hit your head or stub your toe (or break a leg). It’s willpower, manifest. A screaming heat; excitation. The breath… the body is desperate to breathe… at each pause, a short rest to satisfy the desperate desire for air. Peripheral vision is gone, it dropped away 6 reps in. The wall is crystal clear, but with each desperate inhalation, holes appear. What’s left of the field of view is crystal clear, but it’s full of holes that can’t be seen. It’s as if there isn’t enough data… parts are omitted. More breaths; the screaming is deafening. The burden of life and baggage of the self slip away. There is nothing but willpower, fighting against the agony of muscle and the desperate desire to breathe. When to give up? Have you suffered enough? Can you suffer a little more? How strong is your resolve? More reps. Then your questions are answered: the erectors say, “You can try again, but we won’t support you.” Rack it. But this is not the climax. There’s still the unbearable desire to breathe. Muscles are unloaded, but still firing. Tremendous residual tension. Writhing on the floor as eyes stare blankly at the ceiling. Writhing, craving release, desperate. Seconds slip by and yet no release… hips up, tension reduces in the back but builds elsewhere. More writhing. Slowly the tension begins to subside. Eyes no longer lifeless and glassy… breathing is heavy but no longer desperate… tension releases, the body relaxes. The other senses come back online, awareness returns. Serenity washes over you and the breath slows. Vision is clear and complete. Can you stand up without falling down? Try. Fail. Rest. Try again. Success. We’re in the clear… back to earth.
Vid (not the set described):
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You’re a poet.
Conventional Deads do suck.