Wow awesome work Bear. It doesn’t matter if you the weights you wanted didn’t go as planned or as you hoped, cuz winning is winning.
Yeah, if I had decided to make weight class ___ and it isn’t going to happen for whatever reason, you better believe I’d do everything I can to fill out the next weight class up. I’ve only got a 2 hour weigh in, but man, the difference between lifting with a dinner the night before and lifting with maybe 90 minutes worth of food in me is huge.
Good job, Cbear. You best stay out of USAPL once you are a full 181 and in equipment, I don’t want to have to break your knee caps (and Pegg’s too, and everyone else’s, I guess… Fuck…).
You won a weight class in which you weighed in at the bottom of it. On top of a shitty nights sleep, no less. Fine, fine work.
bitch is talented, no question.
Yup, that trophy is on the 'roids.
Awesome play by play! Congrats on winning your class…your pretty awesome.
hahaha OH man you guys ROCK, The look on the two of your faces Rocks. Can’t wait to see the Lift Faces I’m betting they Rock.
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sunday- headache, bodyache, half bc of hangover half bc of my realization that id pushed myself to a limit i didnt know i had on friday.
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Well done. 6 for 9 and a great time. A weekend on the road with PL buds is as good as it gets with 300lbers.
Delayed weigh in? i am surprised Pegg wasn’t talking you down from the Clock Tower with a Bullhorn and a flak vest.
cal- im tempted now to go visit one of the motels at cedar point… take a camera and do it like the ghost hunter shows!
bg- its a broad range skillset we’re developing. much more than picking up something heavy and putting it right back where it belongs… sorta.
MIM- there has been pizza. and pumpkin pie. i remember what its like for me to try to gain weight that’s not sloppy… this is gonna be an adventure.
nikki- winning is winning. i like the way you think. and i like your ass.
pmpm- maybe, if you broke my knees, i’d be able to get to the depth the usapl demands. 
kimba- bitch IS talented. forgot you were in amsterdam, sorry for blowing up your phone. i was texting everyone in my contact list, i think. sent a couple of my coworkers pics of my first post meet beer… i heard about it when i got to work yesterday. WHOOPSIE!!
matty- i AM awesome. i like people who recognize that.
jack- he damn near had to. i exercised self control i didnt know i had, for those few hours. pegg was whispering to me at the table, ive never had to be persuaded to eat before. it was a somewhat trippy experience, that.
wanted to give this it’s own post after i fed the update hungry natives.
Dave, Pegg, and everyone at EFS, THANK YOU!
i’ve gotten better training in the last 5 months than i did in the last 2 years. still the weakest in the gym, but progress is a comin, so dont get comfy yet.
It’s a privilege to be in an environment like that, and for all of my smartassery im learning every time i go in there.
This could be the start of a beautiful relationship…
great job Cbear! That whole weigh in madness is a mind fuck for sure–you did awesome regardless :)!
can’t believe you made it as the smallest in the unplanned weight class. Actually I can, 'cause you’re freakin awesome. Don’t forget the celebratory cupcakes and all massage those hurtin glutes with my face as your winner’s prize 
It sounds like an awesome weekend, even with the ghetto hotel and weigh in snafu. Don’t get me started on bedbugs…I know way too much about them. You v. PMPM? People on here would pay to see that! That trophy, seriously! She needs to cut back on the 'roids. Way to kick ass, Claire, not that there was any doubt you would!
Nice work, girl.
When’s your next meet?
brute- thanks!
n- holding you to that. cupcakes AND massage. i needz one.
greeney- ugh, sorry abt ur bedbugs. maybe bathe the tiger? I hope it’s never me vs pmpm. her boobz win. everything.
snap- havent looked for any yet, thinking decemberish? some kind of release after this quarters final exams, maybe…
I’m glad you’re deciding to stay in 181. Your lifts are going to be exciting to watch and you look goood.
fantastic story. congrats on your first meet woman, can’t wait to see what happens til the next one!
Congrats on your meet!
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brute- thanks!
n- holding you to that. cupcakes AND massage. i needz one.
greeney- ugh, sorry abt ur bedbugs. maybe bathe the tiger? I hope it’s never me vs pmpm. her boobz win. everything.
snap- havent looked for any yet, thinking decemberish? some kind of release after this quarters final exams, maybe… [/quote]
LOL…the tiger’s pretty clean actually. It’s working in hotels that have made me aware of them. Every year there seems to be more and more hotels having outbreaks or scares. Most of the time it’s a false alarm, but when it’s for real, OMG…hotels have to shut down whole floors.
Yes, her boobs are fabulous. She should be able to show them in court, then she’d win all her cases. How can you defend against such awesome-ness?
Bear, leave it to you to be so ridiculously awesome, even with a lack of sleep and a lack of food and an excess of irritations. Congrats on your win!
Now, where’s that video, eh?.. 
Another meet in December? That would be a great post-exam road trip… hmm…
Congrats on the first meet now under the belt! But that weigh-in fiasco would have put me on the mental edge! You did good kid.
greeney- would have loved to see her face when she read this.
blue- plan on it.
lilp- thanks, woman!!
I’m going to muse.
havent mused in awhile. creeper anxiety keeps me from musing here, gotta learn to let that go.
someone posted the fiona apple “criminal” video in a SAMA thread. it got me thinking about my early twenties.
i had both of my midlife crises then. got them out of the way early, i guess.
you couldnt measure my level of empathy with an electron microscope. and nothing could make me care. about myself, anyone i hurt, or how it would affect me later.
the apartment in the video looks much like my old one did many mornings, and afternoons… random people passed out wherever they fell, bottles and other contraband randomly strewn about… that level of body soil, grease, and grime that models try to replicate but can only really be achieved after a hard day and a half of straight partying…
part of me misses how easy it all was, and thats hard to wrap my mind around now because i DO care so much. for reasons both good and bad, i cleaned up (went 355 days without smoking, drinking, or anything else), started back at school, and weeded out the toxic people from my life. I thought i was an alcoholic, turns out, i just hated myself.
im having a moment where the future is so daunting. its huge. so much responsibility; my life, my obligations with school and the job i have now, the job i hope to have, the lives im choosing to involve myself with and the people i love and care about as a result.
i’ll never be able to sleep till noon guilt free again… or justify eating at moms because my fridge and cabinets are empty because all my money went to party…
and im ok with all of that. more than ok with it… i like the pressure i put on myself to get things done. as much as i might start to miss the old bear, i love and respect the bear i am now, and im proud of the bear i will be. i accomplish things and take pride in them.
I can, and will, do better tomorrow than i did today, every day, until im no longer in control of my bodily functions.
dont tell me im growning up… ive met those people and i refuse to be one of them. i’m just no longer young enough to think i know everything, and not yet old enough to feel sorry for those that do.
im tired of excuses, explanations, and pity parties. wallow as long as you need to, you’ll have plenty of company, that’s what misery is for.
there IS a way, you CAN find it, and you’re the only one responsible for yourself.
yeah, im gonna hit “submit” anyway.