The Hairy, Scary, Laser, Razor Edge of Tendonitis

So friday the Anne and i clumb vigorously. i can hardly say i clumb particularly well, but i did climb with vigor. Annie, by contrast, climbed both surprisingly well and with about three times the energy of the old man. In the past, it's been mostly exhausting 'cuz she seemed more interested in doing gymnastics on the mats than climbing. Friday, however, she actually inspired me. i'd stop periodically and realize that in the time i'd been sitting on the floor staring at my problem, she'd done three or four laps on hers. Her strategy didn't seem well thought out for winning the comp, but she had fun. And she's been doing pullups during "PE" every day. She's (i've heard) been doing ten per workout. And she wants to bump that to 20. i think she'll be a monster when her arms get a hair longer. For my part, i could barely steer the car home afterwards. Hands were thrashed.

Saturday, i did the 5/3/1 session of Deads/back. Deads were 315, 360, and 400. Did 405 instead to avoid 2.5lb plates. But i was determined to hit 425. Got that, and it was surprisingly easy. So i threw 20 more on, and ripped 445 up pretty easily. So i edged up to 450, and with much straining i got that locked out proper. Then i failed at 455. So i got a new 40 lb pr at 450. Gotta say that was a touch unexpected since i'd never come even close to that kind of weight in training. 'Fact, that was the first time the workout had called for a numeral 4 in the weights. But last night i read an article by Andy Bolton, and it looks like his stock program calls for a similar approach: lots of rack pulls, and speed work, then heavy-ish reps working up to a new max. But he never seems to approximate the target pull till it's day of ME. Anyhow, i'm glad i went for the max. That was a shot in the arm. And my back is still thanking me for it. Also got 20 plups, then 2 x 10 with +25. Bent o'er BB rows were harder than usual. Bumped the Good Mornings up from 4 x 10 with 95 to 105. The 3 x 30 of straight leg raises sucked to a degree that i cannot explain. i think i had to stop twice during the last set for lactate conversion. That was a kick-butt workout.

Yesterday (sun.) i clumb again. Mostly, we were at the in-laws' and i wanted to move a bit without hurting more. Didn't figure i'd get the chance to run, etc. So i went in to see how i felt on some of the problems i'd worked during the comp. And i thought if things were as bad as i 'spected, i'd just do some easy traversing for a long while. But it wasn't that bad, strangely enough. Nothing has a rating on it yet, but i downgraded some of the stuff i'd worked at the comp. Flashed a problem i hadn't even tried to work at the comp. Then i made some serious headway on a sloper problem that'd thrown some strong dudes at the comp. i'm pretty sure that'll go if i get in fresh and healthy. And i'll bet it's pretty solid v5. On the other hand, i couldn't do a problem i'd snagged at the comp, 'cuz it requires a burly biceps lock-off. My biceps did not show up for the workout. Those and the lats are hanging onto their contiguous fibers by their li'l microscopic fingernails. Ah well. i don't mind failing due to exhaustion. There's a light at the end of that tunnel.

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...And the decrescendo:

Did chest today. Did the 3/3/3 thing again since i botched it up so bad last week. Got all the second set with 200, and then got some dude to spot me on 210. Got the first one, then he started lifting the bar off if i slowed down, so i'm not sure how the last set would'a gone. i just don't seem to get stronger at bench. But now i can say pretty much every joint in my upper body is threatening raging, fulminant inflammation. And it really wasn't a bad workout. i've just lost some ground on the chest front. i think worse things could happen than that.