[quote]Sayjin wrote:
Niceeeeeeeeeeeeee - on to 210…dare I say next week?[/quote]
I probably won’t try again for 2/3 weeks. I think I’ll just go for it. Pop the 225 on and see what happens. Hopefully by then my body will love me again. I’m also going to do it on an upper body day so I can kill my legs as much as I want and not have to worry about needing them to function later.
Girl you rawked that weight!!
Very nice job!
B-3
[quote]Court wrote
I probably won’t try again for 2/3 weeks. I think I’ll just go for it. Pop the 225 on and see what happens. Hopefully by then my body will love me again. I’m also going to do it on an upper body day so I can kill my legs as much as I want and not have to worry about needing them to function later.[/quote]
I think the plan is to get her to try 225 in 2 weeks time (assuming she doesn’t pull a hip, or blow out her shoulder, or whatever else she can do to mess up her body). 
Once she hits that, and she will, we’ll switch things up and focus on bringing her deadlift up as it’s kind of weak right now, and her sticking point seems to be at the bottom part of the squat. Focusing on dead’s for a month should help give her some explosiveness out of the hole.
Who knows, maybe she’s squatting 275 by September 30th.
I’ve got some other tricks that will help her get there.
She’s a tough girl and she’s kicking a$$ and taking names in the gym!
Ya Court! Looks good and I think you are right to go for it in two weeks. I think you will get it. Just make sure you don’t do too much on your warm-up but make sure you do enough to make sure you are warm.
Almost there…keep going!
Courtney,
I have been quietly following your log since I saw you in the article and found out you were on this site.
Impressive lift, you could’ve easily handled more, at least ten, maybe even 225. And you looked completely comfortable with it too which says a lot.
Good job, I am impressed.
Andrew
[quote]CrazyCanuck wrote:
Courtney,
I have been quietly following your log since I saw you in the article and found out you were on this site.
Impressive lift, you could’ve easily handled more, at least ten, maybe even 225. And you looked completely comfortable with it too which says a lot.
Good job, I am impressed.
Andrew [/quote]
Thanks Andrew! Glad you’re following and glad you spoke up I could have handled more, you’re right, but I was hesitant after taking 2 weeks off legs and having my hips still feeling like crap. No excuses. But August 11th watch out 
PS. How bout you trek it to my end of town one of these days and you can have a “hardcore training partner”.
No training in this, purely bitching.
There’s very little that I hate more than people who don’t try. I guess another would be people who think they’re really good, so don’t try, even though when they do try they still suck.
My Tuesday night volleyball team has a guy like that. He thinks he’s god’s gift to volleyball and gets pissed off if pretty much every ball doesn’t get set to him. However, even when he does try, he hits maybe 15% (I’m being generous) in the court. The other 85 go into the net or way out. He also serves at about 20%. Oh and dig a ball? Ha. He would have to move his feet for that!
Anyways, he’s been a whiney bitch for the last few weeks. It’s at the point where I don’t think anyone wants to play beside him. Even the guy on our team who is pretty laid back about everything and has been trying to play peacekeeper is frustrated. (He told him to stop being a whiney bitch heehee).
So after our game on Tuesday, I think he realized nobody liked his shitty attitude. He doesn’t say anything to us, just goes and sits with someone else. We stuck around for like 5 minutes after washing the sand off and still, he walked by once or twice, but not even a glance in our direction. Then he goes home and changes his facebook status to “is feeling pretty low”.
I’m sorry dude, you’re 36 years old. Grow the fuck up and act like a man. Hell, even act like a teenage boy and it would be an improvement from the 5 year old suck you’re currently being! (No offense to 5 year olds intended).
Vent half over.
Then last night, I think I found his soulmate. This woman on my team puts on a different act depending on who is around. In front of her boyfriend, no whining/bitching. However he’s not there and all of a sudden she’s a bigger bitch than I am (and that says A LOT!).
She ‘frustrated sighed’ everytime we rotated and she got out of front court without a hit (btw, she’s maybe 5’3 and doesn’t jump - quite the power hitter). Then, she gets a few sets that are pushed kind of far back. She reaches for the first. Then, after that, starts just letting the ball drop, turns to the setter and says “I don’t know how tall you think I am, but I can’t get that ball”… ummm how about you turn around and at least make an attempt at it? Actually, on second thought, let the ball drop after one of your teammates digs an amazing ball. She didn’t move for like another 2 or 3 balls and someone on our team would sacrifice their body trying to make a play at it. All while she stood there with her arms folded across her body.
And THEN she has the audacity to give me a dirty look when I take a great swing at a ball, get blocked, and it drops in front of her because she hasn’t moved up to cover me. Oh and then later I heard her bitching about how she doesn’t want to play in this upcoming tourney with this one guy because “he sucks”. Bitch please.
End rant.
Last day of work for the week I love 4 day weekends.
PS. I took another ball in the face last night…actually it was more in the head. I hate it when a ball gets the slightest touch at the block, changes direction and I can’t get my hands up in time. What a mess.
[quote]Court wrote:
Here it is… me at 205 Looking at the video it looks SO much easier than it was. I struggled getting that weight up!!![/quote]
Sweet!
Ahhhh so my long weekend started with sleeping in until noon. I honestly can’t remember the last time that I did this (when I wasn’t up super late drinking the night before). I decided to hit the gym up mid-afternoon. Got my hypertrophy leg session in… kind of.
I just wasn’t “there” today. I felt weak, light headed and just generally blah. I pulled it together enough to make it a worthwhile session, but there was a moment where I stopped, asked myself if I was going to just go through the motions (in which case I should just go home) or if I was actually going to pull my head out of my ass and get it done. I decided to get it done.
A. Front Squat - 4x10-12: 11x105, 10x105, 9x95, 9x95
B. Lunges - 4x10-12: 4x12x17.5lbs/hand
C1. Leg Press - 3x8: 8x120, 8x120, 8x130
C2. Leg Curl - 3x8: 3x8x90
D1. Hyperextensions - 2x20: 2x20x10lbs
D2. Leg Extenstions - 2x30: 2x30x45.
ANNNND I was spent.
I hit up my supplement shop beforehand as I was out of protein. And sadly, very much out of Surge. I can’t justify the shipping costs right now. I’m thinking of doing the V-diet in the fall so may wait it out until I have a big order. But I miss Surge Recovery like you wouldn’t believe! Sigh.
My long weekend plans are still up in the air. I have tentative plans to hit the beach tomorrow during the day and a bar at night with a girl friend, but I’m still trying to weasel myself an invite to a male friend’s cottage. I’m about 80% in right now (ie. I’ve convinced him it’s too nice to stay in the city this weekend). We shall see…
My puppy and I are about to go outside and play soccer (she runs around biting at the ball like an idiot), so I’m off. Wish me luck with my self-inviting cottage trip
[quote]Court wrote:
Ahhhh so my long weekend started with sleeping in until noon. I honestly can’t remember the last time that I did this (when I wasn’t up super late drinking the night before). I decided to hit the gym up mid-afternoon. Got my hypertrophy leg session in… kind of.
I just wasn’t “there” today. I felt weak, light headed and just generally blah. I pulled it together enough to make it a worthwhile session, but there was a moment where I stopped, asked myself if I was going to just go through the motions (in which case I should just go home) or if I was actually going to pull my head out of my ass and get it done. I decided to get it done.
A. Front Squat - 4x10-12: 11x105, 10x105, 9x95, 9x95
B. Lunges - 4x10-12: 4x12x17.5lbs/hand
C1. Leg Press - 3x8: 8x120, 8x120, 8x130
C2. Leg Curl - 3x8: 3x8x90
D1. Hyperextensions - 2x20: 2x20x10lbs
D2. Leg Extenstions - 2x30: 2x30x45.
ANNNND I was spent.
I hit up my supplement shop beforehand as I was out of protein. And sadly, very much out of Surge. I can’t justify the shipping costs right now. I’m thinking of doing the V-diet in the fall so may wait it out until I have a big order. But I miss Surge Recovery like you wouldn’t believe! Sigh.
My long weekend plans are still up in the air. I have tentative plans to hit the beach tomorrow during the day and a bar at night with a girl friend, but I’m still trying to weasel myself an invite to a male friend’s cottage. I’m about 80% in right now (ie. I’ve convinced him it’s too nice to stay in the city this weekend). We shall see…
My puppy and I are about to go outside and play soccer (she runs around biting at the ball like an idiot), so I’m off. Wish me luck with my self-inviting cottage trip :)[/quote]
So what’s it like to lose the use of your legs after a workout? You forgot to mention that in your post.
Good workout. Crazy, but good.
[quote]WolBarret wrote:
So what’s it like to lose the use of your legs after a workout? You forgot to mention that in your post.
Good workout. Crazy, but good.[/quote]
Okay WolBarret…you asked for it. My hypertrophy workouts are a breeze (for post workout leg use) compared to my strength days. Back squats, deadlifts, some other stuff, then ending in two sets of 25 (per leg) step ups to a bench. Yeah, that sucks.
So let’s describe it this way. The last exercise for both of the days are leg extensions. I get off the machine, attempt to bend over to pick up my waterbottle/training log/stop watch and I have my “front squat grimace” on. I then take a few steps to get my calf work in. My calf circuits are pretty quick. Like 5 minutes tops. Usually in the midst of one set, my calves and hamstrings completely cramp up. But then, I’m done.
I’ll bike for a bit, then hit the shower. Usually feeling okay. Make my PWO shake and walk out of the gym. Here’s the kicker:
My gym is on the second floor of a mall. ‘Technically’ I could take the elevator if my legs were too sore. However my ego and my pride would never allow me to do this. I would sooner fall on my face down the two flights of stairs than take the elevator. In fact, I don’t even know where the elevator is - down some hallway apparently.
I think when I walk down about 16-20 stairs, I grunt with every step, holding onto the railing for dear life. If I ever walk out with someone I know after leg day they laugh at me the whole time because not only am I grunting and grimacing, I’m moving super slow.
Getting into my car is a great feeling…actually getting to sit down. However, by the time I get home, trying to pull myself out of my low 2door coupe is a challenge.
That, my friends, is how I leave the gym twice a week.
It’s important to note however that my leg use is about three million times better than after I did that leg circuit with Alwyn. I used to think my leg pain was bad, but now I don’t even really consciously notice it. Thanks for making me tougher Alwyn
[quote]Court wrote:
WolBarret wrote:
So what’s it like to lose the use of your legs after a workout? You forgot to mention that in your post.
Good workout. Crazy, but good.
Okay WolBarret…you asked for it. My hypertrophy workouts are a breeze (for post workout leg use) compared to my strength days. Back squats, deadlifts, some other stuff, then ending in two sets of 25 (per leg) step ups to a bench. Yeah, that sucks.
So let’s describe it this way. The last exercise for both of the days are leg extensions. I get off the machine, attempt to bend over to pick up my waterbottle/training log/stop watch and I have my “front squat grimace” on. I then take a few steps to get my calf work in. My calf circuits are pretty quick. Like 5 minutes tops. Usually in the midst of one set, my calves and hamstrings completely cramp up. But then, I’m done.
I’ll bike for a bit, then hit the shower. Usually feeling okay. Make my PWO shake and walk out of the gym. Here’s the kicker:
My gym is on the second floor of a mall. ‘Technically’ I could take the elevator if my legs were too sore. However my ego and my pride would never allow me to do this. I would sooner fall on my face down the two flights of stairs than take the elevator. In fact, I don’t even know where the elevator is - down some hallway apparently.
I think when I walk down about 16-20 stairs, I grunt with every step, holding onto the railing for dear life. If I ever walk out with someone I know after leg day they laugh at me the whole time because not only am I grunting and grimacing, I’m moving super slow.
Getting into my car is a great feeling…actually getting to sit down. However, by the time I get home, trying to pull myself out of my low 2door coupe is a challenge.
That, my friends, is how I leave the gym twice a week.
It’s important to note however that my leg use is about three million times better than after I did that leg circuit with Alwyn. I used to think my leg pain was bad, but now I don’t even really consciously notice it. Thanks for making me tougher Alwyn :)[/quote]
I asked and I received. Have someone get you a wheelchair when you leave the gym after training legs.
Good workout and an even better crawl back to your house.
I feel ya! My gym is in the basement of a military drill hall…
you have to walk back UP two flights of stairs, and down 3 really long hallways, across all the basketball courts just to make it to the cardio section, lol… :evil:
I’m not sure what’s going on with me lately but I have been so freaking exhausted. Like unable to keep my eyes open throughout the day. I thought I was just working hard and not sleeping enough so last weekend was a “catch up” weekend. However this weekend is starting the same.
Thursday night I slept for close to 12 hours. Then I even had a nap in the evening after the gym. Last night, closer to 8, but then I woke up, ate breakfast and fell asleep on the couch. Went and ran some errands, came back and was outside playing with my puppy. I laid on a blanket and was reading while she was running around like a lunatic and next thing you know, the two of us are out cold for another 2-3 hours.
I’m really not sure what’s going on, but for the last 2-3 weeks I’ve just felt drained pretty much all the time. I thought the week off from the gym/volleyball after I hurt my hip would give me the rest that I needed, but it hasn’t helped.
I’ve had my brothers and parents tell me I look tired yet even when I do sleep I don’t feel any better and I still look tired. Gah!
I totally empathize with you there…
I’ve felt that way for a long time now(just minus the naps with little kids running around :P), and just recently found out I’m hypothyroid…
Not to freak you out,but if it’s not normal for you to feel this way, then obviously something is going on! Maybe it’s just your body’s way of telling to slow down?
Or have you made any dietary changes? Or maybe its time to make one?
[quote]mom-in-MD wrote:
I totally empathize with you there…
I’ve felt that way for a long time now(just minus the naps with little kids running around :P), and just recently found out I’m hypothyroid…
Not to freak you out,but if it’s not normal for you to feel this way, then obviously something is going on! Maybe it’s just your body’s way of telling to slow down?
Or have you made any dietary changes? Or maybe its time to make one?
[/quote]
Mom-in-MD - I’ve quietly followed your log over the last little while as you found out that you’re hypothyroid, so I was a little freaked out. I also hoped that by posting you and some others might have some thoughts. I mean I’m young, active and, as far as I know, healthy.
I changed up my diet in early July to a sort of carb-cycling by training day. I had been on low carb leading into it in an attempt to lean out, but my weight wasn’t dropping at all so I switched to my 225 goal (from being comfortable playing volleyball in a bikini… check). My inches are still decreasing (not as dramatically as they once were, but still). I’m fine with my scale weight because it seems every few weeks a new pair of pants is getting loose again.
Anyways, my current diet is sort of as follows: My cals range from 1800 - 2700 depending on if I’m training and what I’m training. My protein percentage is consistant every day and my carbs/fats change. My leg days I have most carbs, push/pull less and non-training days even fewer.
Maybe it’s time to switch around some of the foods I’ve been eating and see if that helps. I still need to get in and see my doc because I’ve developed some sort of weird aversion/stomach dislike to whole eggs since sometime after my half marathon, so I’ll mention my tiredness too.
I’m going to start tracking my energy levels, moods, etc along with my food journal to see if I can figure things out. Maybe it will turn out my body needs more carbs to function What a treat that would be.
Thanks for your advice Always much appreciated!
Have you gone through a long period where you haven’t gotten much sleep? I remember that happening to me once, and I didn’t recover until I got at least 3-4 nights consisting of 10+ hours of sleep - it was lovely.
So I went to the gym this afternoon and ended up being there forever. Ran into people I knew before I started training, then actually trained WITH someone so that always extends the session.
Anyways, I trained with a friend of a friend and we did push (aka chest). I told him he could be in charge of the workout and I ended up having a good time. However, how come whenever I train with a guy (Bartl, now him) I train something that makes me feel like such a little girl (arms/chest). Anywho, we did the following:
All were sets of 4 aiming for 12 reps. We didn’t track resting time and I don’t know when I hit 12, missed it, or went over it:
Bench Press - 2x70, 2x65
Inc. Bench - 4x45
Dec. Bench - 4x65
Inc. DB Flyes - 2x12.5, 2x10
It was such a different workout for me, but I had fun. He also commented on the fact that I was “always smiling” even when I was grinding out my last few reps. I had to explain it’s my ‘front squat grimace’, not a smile. Anyways, he’s also decided he wants to be around when I put up 225 in a week.
EDIT: We also did abs and then, since I already could hardly lift my arms, we (he) decided WG Pullups were a good idea and being the stubborn girl I am, I went right along with him.
Okay so question…
How much should a guy’s ‘reputation’ matter compared to your own intuition?
I think this guy, who we shall call Dave, is really nice, he trains hard and we seem to get along well. We’ve gone out and never once did I feel like he was trying to just get in my pants.
We had some really great conversations about some really random topics and shared a lot of laughs.
However… ‘Dave’ is acquaintances with a friend of mine and she thinks ‘Dave’ is a manwhore. In fact she said "I know he’s a nice guy and cute, but just be careful.
He might not act like he wants to get in your pants but that is his goal". (“Your” meaning chicks in general). She has “heard” that he sleeps around, but has heard this from 'Dave’s friend’s girlfriends, nobody he’s actually supposedly slept with.
Here’s what I think: I think I’m a decent judge of character. I know I wouldn’t just jump into bed with him and I feel if he was a ‘manwhore’ that he’d go get it from somewhere easier. I understand my friend’s concern that I ‘be careful’ but at the same time I’m a big girl and can make my own decisions and arrive at my own conclusions about people.
If it were up to her I think she wouldn’t want me seeing the guy, however I don’t think it’s fair to judge someone based on ‘talk’. Do I acknowledge her concern, but continue learning about him on my own from him?
Or do I take her ‘friend’ advice and not see him? Should I just go with my gut but be somewhat cautious? Or go with my gut and throw caution to the wind?
You already like him, so I don’t think just dropping him is the answer. Take what people say into consideration, but follow your own judgement.