So, I finally man’d up and did my first real powerlifting meet. Overall, I totaled so it can be considered a success. There will be more posts with “lessons learned” and stuff like that but this post will simply serve as a direct report on the meet. Easiest to break it up into the two days I was out of town.
So I wake up (late) Saturday morning and I had to run some errands before we took the 4 hour jaunt to Ft. Lauderdale. I had to get my taxes taken care of, get my oil changed, and run to the store and get food for the meet. And then we were off for a nice boring ride across the state.
Got to the hotel around 4:45-ish, dropped off the luggage and then headed over to the meet location. I emailed the meet director and he said the meet scale would be available. I was eager to check my weight so I could compare it to my shitty ass scale to make sure they were close. However, I show up only to discover the meet scale was NOT available which kind of ticked me off. It may have just been because I was starving and thirsty though lol. I decided to check my equipment in while I was there. Discovered my wrist wraps would not be allowed if it were a national meet (have to be Inzer, Titan, or Metal and mine are APT) and that I forgot to get knee high socks for deadlifts. Not off to a good start here.
So, I run to Sports Authority, grab socks, head back to the hotel. Found out the gym at the hotel had a medical-style scale and compared it to my home scale only to notice my home scale was weighing me 3 lbs LIGHT. Fuck. The hotel scale had me around 185 at this time. So, my dinner consisted of only a couple tea spoons of peanut butter. I did some light-ish cardio that night (felt good to get moving and loosen up after being stuck in the car all day) and dropped my weight down to 182ish if I remember correctly. I typically lose 2-lbs at night so I thought I would wake up at 179-180, pee, poop, and be good to go. I was in bed by 8:30.
I was wrong.
I woke up at the exact same weight on my home scale. This simply does not happen to me. And, to top it off, I wasn’t peeing (so much for the water load) or pooping. I headed down to the hotel scale and it weighed me right at 181… exactly like my home scale. Which confused the hell out of me since my home scale was weighing me light. I was confused, did some more cardio, dropped to 180 and prayed that would be good enough. Got my stuff together and me and the fam headed over.
Got to the meet spot and it looked nice and professional and large. Lots of seats, two platforms, ect. The back area/warm up area had 4 platforms and places to sit. Got my membership paid for, my rack height, and weighed in at 81.7 kg. Of course I took a shit immediately after which would have been helpful before hand lol. Got some food and water in me and waited around with the fam for stuff to happen.
All of the pre-meet stuff was a clusterfuck. The number of people that showed up to lift (110 lifters total split into a morning and afternoon session) stunned the meet director and you could tell it was stressing him out. Plus he had problems with the venue and told us he got there at like 3AM to start setting up instead of getting to set up yesterday evening like he was told. There was going to be two platforms running at the same time and 4 flights. Unfortunately, half of us heard that there were three flights instead of four. Also, they had no list of who was in what flight, they just made confusing, hard to hear announcements pertaining to flight information that half of us couldn’t understand. The computer system they were trying to use wasn’t very helpful at all either. In short, it was a mess.
Not knowing what was going on due to the fact it was my first meet and I had no handler or anything, I thought I was in flight C (which was going first on the second platform) so I quickly hit my squat warm ups, got my stuff together, and waited. And waited. And waited. And waited. I warmed up an entire flight early lol. But warm ups felt good and I felt absolutely no ill effects from cutting weight or nerves or anything.
Finally it was my turn and my first attempt was 369.3. Buried it and hit it with ease. Best my squat has felt in a month. I was in the meet and put in my second attempt for 407.9
407.9 felt great as well. Decided to take a decent jump up to 429.9 for my third attempt.
As I was getting ready to take my third attempt, the back spotter (who did a great job, all of them did) mentioned under his breath to “make sure to get it down there” which struck me as odd because both my first two attempts were deep as fuck. I don’t know if the couple lifters before me were cutting depth or what. Anyway, I walk it out, get the squat command, and I here him say again, “take it deep.” This totally got in my head, I fucking buried the lift, and couldn’t quite come up with it. I gave it a fight though. I should have blocked the guy out (he was just trying to help) because I ALWAYS squat deep and I am not sure if it mattered but I end up settling for my second attempt 407.9.
Next up was bench press and I timed my warm ups a lot better this time. All my warm up felt fast as well and I noticed I was towards the end of the flight this time with my opener.
Opener of 275.6 was smooth and fast as shit. The commands were great, the pause was just like I trained, and I felt great to jump up to 303.1.
I get up there for my second attempt, bring the bar down for the pause and… pause… and pause… and pause… and finally get the press command. The pause felt like an eternity. When I got up, I noticed the head judge had changed between my first and second attempt. This guys pause was the dreaded “USAPL paused bench” instead of a normal pause like my first rep. Switching judges during a flight seems pretty fucking gay in my opinion as there is no way I would have jumped up 30lbs if I had that kind of pause for the first attempt. Anyway, I tried it again on the third and couldn’t complete the lift. Bench was my only real disappointment in the day as I really wanted to hit at least 300lbs.
Deadlifts were up and I warmed up just fine again and the weight felt easy as shit once again. I actually was afraid I was fatiguing due to the shittyt 2nd and 3rd attempts with benching though. I was also kind of down due to the bench pressing but my wife was texting me encouragement and I really really didn’t want to bomb lol.
But, 451.9 flew up easy peasy and I had my first official powerlifting total. Due to how bad I was grinding weight today, I took a conservative 2nd attempt at 485 instead of doing my planned second attempt of 501. I just honestly wanted to go 3/3 in at least one lift today. 485 went up just as smooth as 451, so I called in 501.1 to try and get my 500 meet deadlift.
500 went up great with no pause and the day was over. Finished with a total of 537.5 kg/ 1184.98 lbs. This was good for 2nd place in the 181 RAW Open out of like 5-8 lifters. If you put all 11 181 RAW guys in the same category (some were junior some were collegiate), I believe I got third.
Here is a video of the meet:
Overall, the actually meet was ran great. There were 60ish lifters in my group (110 lifters total, but that had everyone over 181 lift in the afternoon. I was in the morning group). We ran two platforms and the meet started at 9:00AM and finished awards and everything by 1:00 PM.
Thanks for everyone that followed along with my blog or my lifting log. Overall, I would say it was a successful journey. I didn’t quite get the total I was wanting, but the meet allowed me to get in 15 straight weeks of good TRAINING (something I haven’t done in a long time), forced me to focus and get my body fat levels down, I discovered I can deadlift again without pain, and I got my first official powerlifting total in the books.
There will be more posts in the future with thoughts on the meet but this is the gist of it.