deads. stale. obese.

5/3/1 day on deads yesterday on m' lunch break. i think it was 380, 410, and 460. i tried a double with 460, but it didn't happen. Then i tried for a new max with 480, and that also was an epic fail. i was glad to finish the prescribed sets, but i was hoping for better than that. But i have a culprit. i pulled a hamstring last week doing deads, and it was still bugging me a lot. So i don't feel too discouraged. Didn't do any of the rest of the workout cuz i was outta time and left for home after work.

Today i climbed. Started off as a "Mehh" kind of session, but it improved. Actually did a bunch of climbing. i tried my project v6, which is...very arm and core dependent. i'm gonna say the deads yesterday did not contribute in a positive manner to this particular climb. i gave it a few burns and gave up. And the vibe was very thursday afternoonish. Lots of n00bs in tennis shoes. It makes me nervous to climb around folks who don't know what they're doing. Nothing snobbish about it; but they'll walk right under you and never know how close to death they came. This group of teenage guys was upstairs and had a never-ending assembly line going on this v1, taking up the entire wall. So i squeezed in and got on this very hard-looking not-terribly-hard problem that i had done before. Got me a "Whoa. That's strong. i'm going downstairs." Then i had the whole cave to myself. And i was happy. That kind of arrogant crap never works for me.

Went downstairs and watched this guy working on a 5+. Then i flashed it. i think that might be the first time i've flashed v5. So i question the plussiness of that one. But i'll take it. Then i came terribly close to getting another 5. Got one hand on the finish, but my feet popped before i could match. So it ended up not being a bad session.