Woohoo! Just got back home from Ontario and I finally have time and energy to write up a blog post 🙂Â
We flew out the Saturday early morning before the meet, and I weighed about 49.7 kg that morning, but I knew I was pretty bloated and whatnot. Was still waterloading a bit that day. For the whole week I drank about 6-7 liters of water, so I cut my water in half on Saturday to 3L, although I’m not sure if I even hit it. I was about 49 kg when we got off the plane, woops, and didn’t eat very much for the rest of the day. Just some chicken, seeds, calorie dense stuff. Went to bed at about 49.
Sunday I woke up about 48.5 kg, which was better than what I was aiming for. Went out for a few hours, came back to the hotel and weighed myself only to realize I had lost just .3 kilos. At my previous meet, I woke up at 50 kg and quickly dropped to 48.5 so I was expecting to drop down below 48 kg easily! I figured I had kind of dehydrated the day before so I wouldn’t be losing much more water weight. At around 6 pm, shit got real and I knew I had to squeeze that last kilo out somehow 😦 but I really wanted to avoid having to sweat it out because that made me feel really weak and my muscles felt like jello last time I did it. Sooooo instead I sucked on a pound of candies and half a pack of gum on and off for a few hours and lost those 1.2 kilos from spitting. It was terrible, and I’m pretty sure I got some cavities that day, but it was a relief to FINALLY see 47.0 on the scale. I spat til I was 46.8 so I could have a bit of dextrose and water before, and to swallow melatonin which was SUPPOSED to help me sleep. Normally it’s hard for me to fall asleep before a meet and that night was no exception, especially being in an unfamiliar place. I went to bed at 10 pm, and didn’t fall asleep til 3 am… it was awful and nerve-wracking.Â
Monday, woke up at 46.7, had a bit of water + dextrose + BCAA, and went to weigh in. I felt like 1000x better than I did after I weighed in for my last meet. Openers were 87.5, 52.5, 125. Warming up for squats, they weren’t going as easy as I expected them to feel but smoked my first attempt and that really helped boost my confidence. Went to 92.5 for my second attempt and got that, although it was quite the grind. I lost tightness at the bottom, which tends to happen when I get nervous, but went for 97.5 anyway because I had done that for doubles a couple weeks ago, and I was expecting to hit at least 100 on my squat. The first two lifts, I got 2 whites 1 red because I would kinda pop my knees at the top of my squat after the head judge said the squat command and I guess that’s not allowed (upward bar movement?), even though I got away with it at a local meet. I hit 97.5 but got 1 white, 2 reds, because of the pop thing and also for depth. That reeeeally sucked because I actually managed to keep tight on that one and it felt better than my second attempt… so THAT should have been a second attempt.
Bench press, I figured I had to make up for the missed third squat since I was really counting on a decent squat to help my wilks. 52.5 flew off my chest, for 2 whites 1 red for bum off bench. 57.5 felt really solid, no grind but was tough. 2 reds 1 white for bum off bench 😦 I was STUPID AND DECIDED TO GO FOR 60 EVEN THOUGH I HAD JUST FAILED 57.5 WHICH WAS THE DUMBEST DECISION EVER. Yeah I can’t think very logically when I’m at a meet. I got buried by 60. They also just changed a rule where you can’t change your attempt after you’ve submitted it (except openers and last deadlift) so that also screwed me over. Anyway, confidence was shattered after bench press and I didn’t even want to pull my deadlifts anymore, since it was obvious my wilks was going to be garbage regardless.
Warming up for deadlifts, I hit 110 and it felt REEEEALLY heavy, felt more like what I was opening with. I changed my opener to 115 (I think?) just to make sure I didn’t bomb. But yeah, that was a really crap feeling. My form was completely off for all my deads. I pulled waaay too much with my back and kind of just muscled up all my attempts, which was stupid and useless, as you can see from the lack of deadlift PR’s. Went for 125 on my second, that one was easy. Then 130 after a face full of ammonia and a huge slap on the back, that one was a bit of a grind. What a relief when that was all over.Â
I ended up with a 370 wilks, which was extremely disappointing as I hit only really small competition PR’s, and was expecting at least a 400 wilks. The one good thing is I made weight…? Although looking back I should have just said fuck it for the last kilo. I’ll be competing in BCPA Provincials in June, to redeem myself hopefully. Am going to be shooting for that 400 wilks and 135+ pull. I will most definitely NOT be competing in 47 this time around, and maybe ever again if my wilks is better in 52, even as a light 52. My competitions PR’s seem to have stalled and I’m thinking it’s time to move up a weight class. It’s been a year since I’ve been trying for that solid 3 white lights 300 lb pull and it just hasn’t happened, GRRRR. Just gotta learn from this competition and make damn sure I don’t repeat my mistakes again (and thank goodness this isn’t my last year in Junior)! I even told myself before the cut, to just say screw it if the weight wouldn’t come off, but obviously the lack of carbs made me lose all logic.Â