Meet Countdown, 3/16
Saturday Squats at EFS
With Bands!!
I’ll admit it, I was excited but cautious. Those were some big fuckin bands, which means a lot of wobbly weight pulling me down before a plate even got on the bar, and any of my wobble would be magnified by the bands. “Are you squatting with us?” made me give Ted a genuine deer in the headlights stare. Looked around for Pegg, who shrugged, letting me know I can do whatever the fuck I want.
Well, reverse bands went well, how bad can bands be?
2 sets later we decided I would just wait until Ted and Molly were finished squatting, then they’d change to easier bands for me. HA! I spent awhile running racks and helping with gear and talking a lot of shit because hey, gotta do somethin till I get strong. 
I used the orange bands and did doubles to a box.
Bar
95
115
135 x 4 sets. after ted walked away molly suggested I add more weight. felt good, i was excited, went for it.
155 x2 sets. now ted asked if I wanted to add more weight, and we looked to molly for how much. 10? okay!
165 x 1? maybe 2? i forget. was fucking fun, gave me that stoned heady feeling but felt FAST. wished i was strong enough to do more.
Deadlifts- with ABS i mean BANDS!!!
These were with skinny red bands that had been looped over elebenty billion times. or maybe just twice.
did a few singles with 95 (on mats so it wasnt a deficit), then singles with 135, and Dave walked up after the first or second 135. reminded me to pull the slack out of the bar, pull faster, pull smoother, pull faster, PULL FASTER.
so the last 3 or 4 “singles” were more like quick singles/a set, but i was gonna get it right before I walked away. I earned a “good” outta dave and decided to quit while i was ahead… it was late, i was hungry, and i had people to do and things to see.
Exchange between me and the cashier at WalMart the other night-
“oh wow you’re just like HGTV buying brown sheets and red curtains!”
-Not really, I’m getting brown ones so they don’t show so many blood stains.
IF A DEER IN HEADLIGHTS COULD WTF
-Yeah, I’m a good bleeder. Have a good night! (walks away)