Damn it, now lifting has even permeated into my dreams. It's probabyl caused by the fact that someone mentioned deadlifting in their facebook status yesterday.
So I am at a meet (I do not recognize the venue- it's kind of a mix of the setup at about 4 meets). We are starting deadlift- for some reason I have pants on over my lifting suit (which I never do. Others do quite often). I'm really not paying attention, but suddenly I am in the hole. Wonderful. For some reason I had to take my shoes off to get my pants off. And it is taking me forever to get this accomplished. I am on deck when I finally get my pants off, but I took my socks off too in the process (knee lengths socks are required for deadlift in meets). So I am trying to get my socks back on when they call the bar loaded for me. At that point I have 1 minute to begin my lift. I cannot get my damn shoes on for some reason. The refs can see the prep area where I am sitting, and it's apparentl a local meet I am at because all the refs were from around here. I keep trying and trying but I cannot get my shoes on in time so I have too take a scratch.
For some reason, when it comes around to my second attempt, I still don't have my shoes on. What the fuck. I do manage to get that one pulled at the last minute, but I didn't have my socks on. The judges apparently didn't care because they passed the lift and others were lifting without socks (this happens a lot at meets with newer lifters, but the refs all know me and know I have been to international meets and know the rules quite well). I don't believe my shoes are tied either.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
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