Weighed in at 120.1kg/265lbs at 7:40am. Afternoon meet began at 1pm, ended at 3:30pm - only 2.5 hours start to finish, 97-100* heat index, 1 fan in the gym (pointed on the platform), 7 lifters total in my flight & meet, the strictest judging I’ve ever seen besides an IPF World’s livestream. I earned every single pound today.
Squat 540/584/617
Benched 325/347/369
Pulled 567/617/failed 650
Hydration was a massive battle as fast as they pushed us and how hot it was. We literally finished our 3rds then started warming up for the next lift. The Ohio Deadlift bar they used this time was bare steel & sharp AF, which tore my right hand open after 617 (which was easy as hell and grip way stronger than peaking thanks to dedicated grip work this month). I packed it with chalk & 6 minutes later was back on the platform for 650. It came off the ground easily, but the right callus totally tore open quickly, causing the bar to slide and tear my left calluses, which put a bloody end to that.
I was 253 before beginning my watercut for last meet in December. I was 260 all this week. For 7lb bodyweight gain, I added a full 100lbs to my total in 7 months & broke the 1,600 barrier.
To say this prep was easy or fun would be a flat lie. There were so many times I wanted to quit. So very often I felt so miserable trying so hard to be this size against my body’s will. I doubted that I could ramp my peak strength up so quickly, or that I would even be able to execute in meet conditions like this. But every step of the way, just one after the next, I kept to the path and didn’t stray. Not only was this my finest performance ever (1,603 & 495 Wilks), but the hardest earned.
And for that, I am grateful.