This is mainly a training log where I can record pertinent facts so I don’t forget them. Things like exercises, weights, sets, reps and how to set up some bizarre movement or jury-rigged contraption just right. It’s also a place where I can wax philosophical and clarify some of my ideas by sharing them with the unseen masses.
I, and this blog, have changed a lot since it’s inception. I’ll share the original text that appeared here:
Strength is king. I want to be strong. Power and coordination are just special kinds of strength useful for the athlete. Endurance is the application of a given level of strength through time. Strength is the missing piece in maintaining musculoskeletal integrity and extending quality years of life for everyday folks.
But I want more than that. I want to squat and rise under heavy iron, hoist monstrous loads off the ground and otherwise feel the exhilaration of pushing the body right up to the limit. I want to smash weights.
It’s my hope that this blog will not only be a convenient record of my growth in the strength sports, but will inform or inspire others to give it an honest go in the weightroom. I also try to put my eclectic education and experiences to good use in an occasional nutrition or training related article. All the while I try to treat the reader to my irreverent, sardonic outlook on life.
Most of that stuff is still true, blah blah blah. But the fact is I wrote that in 2007. Hell, that’s almost a decade ago. When I wrote that I was in school and I mostly just lifted weights. I wasn’t the most industrious student (and I’m being charitable) and I didn’t have a social life to speak of.
Now I’m older and my body doesn’t feel or respond the way it used to. I’ve accumulated structural issues and injuries that impede my mobility and I’ve taken on professional and fillial obligations that reduce my free time. I struggle sometimes with a feeling of world-weariness and being beaten down by the things I’ve seen and done.
On the other hand, I’m older now and I know what my body is supposed to feel like and what I can do with it. I’ve cultivated a longer vision and am a better self-coach because I’ve got less pride and ego obscuring what I need to get done. Finally, while it’s easier to get down about how far I need to go, it’s also easier to take action because I’ve seen the net results of productive steps and the slow decline of sloth and malaise.
My main goals as I write this are to improve my mobility and get to the point that I can perform the 3 powerlifts in a technically correct fashion and with a weight that I wouldn’t be embarrassed about should I choose to ever do another meet.
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