Originally Posted by
Mark E. Hurling
Weight: 246.5
Back to lifting after a two week layoff. Good to be facing the prospect of challenging myself under the iron again.
5 minute warmup on the bike.
Standing Overhead Press: 135 x 5 x 3. I'm into full disclosure today. I have been doing seated overhead presses and decided to go completely old school. Why? Because I wanted to protect my back and I always had the image of some damn rooskie laying back so far in the press that it looked like an incline press. But two things changed my mind. The excerpts from the latest edition of Starting Strength and the upcoming seminar I signed up for in March. Time to leave old shit behind. But all went well. The slight layback and the lockup of the rest of the body from hips to sternum made this a cake walk. I had always tried in the past for a very upright military press but this worked pretty well. Especially with some attention to details like breath control. Inhale on the eccentric and exhale on the concentric. I forget that during striking drills in jujitsu too.
Pull-Ups: Bodyweight x 5 x 3.
Squats: 275 x 3. My lower back was a little unhappy with the aftermath of jujitsu yesterday. I was pretty uncertain about the standing presses but that was fine. The squats? I nearly bagged on them even though this was hardly a challenging set. I incorporated the drop into the hole you talked about Sully and it was a little scary because I have always been slow and deliberate about this to make sure I didn't get into trouble. So I worked my way up to 275 and stepped back and got halfway down when my L5 and my right knee sounded out with a double tap of resetting skeletal structure. Freaked me the fuck out and I re-racked. I even took off one of the 25 lb. plates and stopped halfway to the plate tree. So I took inventory and decided to not let myself surrender (just yet) to my fears and weaknesses and accept less from myself. So I put the plate back and got back under. Did it.
Then a GXP, foam roller and stretching.
It was another great brisk morning in SoCal at 45F. I just get so amused by the Kalifornians who got so unsettled by the winds this week and were all bundled up at the Starbucks I go to for my caffeine kick in the ass for the gym. Leather jackets and mufflers even, while I got in line in my hiking shorts and OSU t-shirt. I keep telling them just come to Chicago for one winter, we'll teach you how to drive 80 mph on black ice on the Dan Ryan Expressway.