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Geting old is not for sissiesI have free weights, a squat rack and a bench press in a stall of a horse barn near my house. As recently as five years ago, I competed in powerlifting competitions. But I haven’t lifted weights with any regularity in the five years since and haven't lifted a barbell at all in over two years. We have a mirror in the house, now that we got moved in, and I made the mistake of looking at a reflection of my naked ass the other day. Not a pretty site, I’ll assure you. And then a couple of hands had a throw down the other day and I got to thinking the day might come, once again, when I’m faced with a physical confrontation. I’m of the school of thought that being physically prepared for conflict is in and of itself a deterrent to getting in fights. I don’t want to be in a fight; sometimes fights find me. I also read a comment about how repetitive manual labor can break a man down. When you work, you do things the easiest way possible, often with limited range of movement. Some sort of full range exercise actually helps keep a body strong and healthy and can help prevent injury, if nothing else during slack times. If all of that isn’t enough, my brother Kyle has been training with weights and I’m sure he can now kick my ass. He looks much better than he did the last time I saw him some six months ago. He suggested I go to the gym with him. Not a fucking prayer. Not yet, anyway. So today I loaded some weight on the bar. I’m writing about it and making the record public to shame myself into continuing with at least a couple times a week program. Here’s the numbers: I did three sets of five reps of full range squats with 205 pounds after a warm up. Three sets of five reps on the bench press, also with 205 pounds after a warm up. And three sets of pull ups for 5 reps. The first set of each exercise felt heavy as hell. My head felt like it was going to explode on the squats. By the third set, I felt a little better as I remembered how to concentrate my strength. I may not be able to walk tomorrow. These numbers might sound OK for a 52 year old man and it would be worse in my case if my job didn’t require a certain amount of physical exertion. Less than five years ago, I routinely worked out with 405 pounds for sets of five squats and could do 455 for five reps at maximal effort, did 315 pounds for sets of five on the bench press and could easily do multiple sets of ten pull ups at a body weight of 230 pounds. I dead lifted 584 pounds and placed second in the state of Texas in a statewide powerlifting competition for my age and weight class (220 pound class after cutting weight). I won a state-wide drug free event. Today I weigh 210 pounds, not all solid. I don’t have the secure foundation I once had. I know that in the end, I will lose this battle and get weak, but I hope to fight the condition as long as possible. Vanity? Probably. But Moses climbed a mountain when he was 80, or so the story goes. Don October 26, 2009 - 5:27pm
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