Deadlift Friday rules. Why? Because deadlifts are, as the title suggests, the best lifts. Last year I really focussed on my deadlift and, notwithstanding my ongoing ‘quirky’ form (yes, that is a euphemism for ‘terrible’), managed to get a passable-ish one lift max. Since then, I’ve not been specifically training for my deadlift as we have been focussing on strongwoman training so my capability has, ahem, gone a little downhill. As such, it’s always nice to have a cheeky training session to remind my body what a deadlift is and that yes, at some point, you will need to brace properly.
Today we only did baby weights as I am still feeling ropey and am on the antibiotics of hell (in that they make me feel like there is a furnace burning inside of me). However, doing lighter lifts does mean that I can try and focus on form. I don’t know why, but I don’t seem to be able to get it into my head that I just need to brace properly and not round my back. Well, I do know why. It’s because even though I am told this EVERY training session, I seem to fail to be able to lock in my lats. It’s official, my lats are losers.
In very good news though, there was some pull up progress. Notwithstanding that I can do chin ups (kinda) and that I really should be able to do a pull up by now it’s been something that has always eluded me. The picture above is a demonstration of how far (or how little) I could go when I was trying to learn in New York over the summer (and I was about 7,000 kg leaner). I can pretty much do them but its the last few inches that I struggle with. However, with a little help from a very knowledgeable friend it turns out ‘it’s not a strength issue, but a mobility one.’ I was shrugging my shoulders up too high apparently. So, I pulled my shoulders down and voila – a (kind of) pull up. I suspect people were being somewhat kind in telling me it was a fully complete one but nevertheless it was a vast improvement.
So, on that exciting news, its off to Watergate Bay I go for a very special celebration.