I woke up at 3am…shivering with excitement cuz it was WENDLER DAY..yeaaaaa boi
5-3-1+
75% 85% 95%
i got called out by Logan “Superman” Gelbrich
we did 375x5 /425x3 /475x3 deads
my 2nd set…was 2 easy..it felt like it weighed 135..i even posed at the last rep..and winked at my girl Armen
Logan did 3 and we had a mini competition on who could do more (this is the only lift i can compete with him in…
besides lifting cheeseburgers)
...and me..being 22..bulletproof…way 2 excited cuz it was WENDLER day..and just having delusions of grandeur..
thought i was gonna get at least 8..maybe 10
didnt end up that way :/...i did the first 2 2 quickly…and my grip slipped…so i got 3 (cuz i had to 2 salvage any shred
of dignity i still had) at the end of the third i tried to set the weight down and re-adjust my grip while it was on the ground…
i definitely had enough chalk…(i had more white powder than Tony Montana and Frank Lucas combined..)
but it still slipped :*(.....3 reps…3 weeks of sleepless nights til the next real WENDLER day
if you’ve read this far i commend u…we played with some kettlebells after…some presses and some cleans…dont really
remember my panties were 2 ruffled from WENDLER
i do remember JEN Shoskes saving me from using the RED kb tho….i prolly would done about half the reps and broke both my wrists
but she…..gently encouraged me….to use the blues..and i finished