After finishing up some PT sessions at BFC, I fit in some strength time for myself. Here are the highlights:
Deadlift: 295 x 3, 3, 305×3, 317×4 (calculates to a new PR). Last set below at the new digs…
Press: 135×3, 3, 140×3, 3 (also calculates to a new PR). Last set a little grindy but form was kept in check…
Something I’m observing lately is that I’m able to move more weight now even though I’ve only worked out with weights 9 times since the end of the tri season. That’s 1.5 times per month! Could I see better results through more training? Possibly. But I think this is another example of how healthy eating (for the most part), intermittent fasting, and proper rest/recovery is the efficient way to progress. It takes more than lifting to get stronger. For an example of how to regress, see below:
On to Saturday’s shred-session cut short at Killington. At this point in the season (and in my career snowboarding), I’m feeling pretty unstoppable on the mountain. The strength training is translating well, the winter weather is allowing for tons of local practice, and the new board is responding like a champ. Sound like foreshadowing? Correct!
After a half day of some mean and clean runs, I had my eyes on a trail that had been setup as a race course earlier in the day. Once I saw the course being broken down, I separated from the group to attack it. After making my way over, I shot down the trail like I was trying to break the speed record on my ride. About 1/4 way down I checked the bottom of the run for any potential danger to see if I would need to slow down – nothing. That was the distinctive “just go for it!” moment. Shortly after I was approx mach 2 when I fell victim to a deadly combo of speed, flat light and unexpected bumpy snow. The result – a severely jammed up foot and a week (or two?) on the shelf. What made this even more unfortunate was the fact that another run was required to get over to the lodge. Thank you adrenaline! In fact, the next run felt decent but I just knew something was wrong. An hour later I couldn’t walk so I’m glad I decided not to “ride it off”. All in all, a lesson re-learned (separated shoulder 9 years ago after over-estimating my skills on a huge jump) and hopefully put to use. Now is a good opportunity to practice some good eating for healing and maintenance of strength and body comp.
