"Doctor Said I Need a Backeotomy!"

Another GOOOOOOD week of training!

Last week I had a nice BIG brain fart and screwed up. My wonderful training partners (wonderful because they put up with me) and I were training BACK. I hate deadlifting, but we were due. So, after a few sets, that surprisingly felt good, I found myself preparing to lift 315lbs. Eeek.

Why does that freak me out soooo much?!?!? I know I can do it! I know I'm not going to be injured but for some reason, there is this little Gremlin that lives in my head and his name is DOUBT. I hate DOUBT.

Well, here we go! I got 315lbs off the ground and to the TOP, I touched the ground with it and the Gremlin named DOUBT jumped out! I STOPPED! I know I could have done another...maybe 2! But, I wasted the chance.

If you can't tell already, that day haunts me everyday. In fact the next day, a very good friend gave me a "get your head out of your ass.... or don't" talk and it helped. Alot. Mostly because no one has ever had the bonsai's to say it. THANK YOU.

Back day came up again this week, we decided to pull off the rack this time. Guess what?!

I did 405lbs for 4 reps and then dropped to 315lbs for another 5 or 6 I think! That felt good! Really good.

Happy Back Day Everyone! I don't think we tell each other enough!