"THE DANIEL CORPORATION"

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Puke inducing.
No, you infidel, I was not referring to politics here.
I was referring to training intensity like none other.

Another tyre flip session at Hong Lim park left me with skin abrasions on my anterior delts. Again. Small price to pay when you set a new personal record. First set of ten flips, puke breakfast and the previos nights' too-big-for-own-good dinner. Then I lay there flirting with quitting telling myself "I'm done for the day". A little reminder from the other guys got me back at the tyre flipping it for another 2 sets of 10 and then a few more flips thrown in for good measure. I'm nowhere near where I wanna be with my timings and technique, but rest assured, I will.

It lay there taunting. A standard oly bar with 3 cookies a side. 140 kilos in all its regalia. After the brutal flips and my liquefied breakfast lying in a ditch, something stirred up in me as I reached for the bar. "3 plate deadlift man..."

But I just couldn't get it up. Guess the flips took it outta me. but the hardest part was walking away knowing that I have what it takes to get it up. Maybe even more than once. No, scratch that. DEFINITELY more than once.

This sat, I will deadlift 140 kilos, and I will do it more than once. Hasta LaVista (or smth like that)