|the BF at the bottom of a snatch (or as I call it "no parking zone")|
On Wednesday I hit a mental rock-bottom. I'd spent a fair bit of the day worrying & thinking about my lifting, mostly frustrated that I have the lowest total going, so when I shuffled into theweightliftingroom full of giant men and Team GB lifters that evening I couldn't even make myself warm up.
I drove home in tears.
Sometimes you have to stop before you quit.
So, after ballet and dressage, I came back to the bar with a fresh head and did my training today. Now because I
Today's session was good: power cleans; C+J; clean pull; back squats; and a bonus round of press [PB 32.5kg for 1]
Here's what it feels like to walk up to the bar...
...and yes, the shoes are necessary.
Later lifting lovers