I got home from the office last night and, while dinner was in the oven, stepped out to the garage. I did a single, a double, and three more singles. I felt, for the first time in awhile, that I wasn't using every bit of effort to pull myself over the bar.
The good news is that I've doubled my max reps; the bad news is that I have do 10x my max reps to achieve my goal.
Yesterday morning, I had a quick session with my training partner. I generally don't sleep well, and the situation is exacerbated if I work out after 5:00 p.m. As a result, much as I hate it, I'm forced to work out in the mornings before going to work. I'm pretty good -- not great -- about getting up early and doing my work but occasionally hit the snooze button one too many times. Luckily, my training partner is totally reliable: in a year he has never been more than a couple of minutes late and only missed one work out (he showed up, on time, but was too hungover and crashed on my couch).
Yesterday morning strength work:
Bench: 5 @ 170#; 5 @ 175#; 8 @ 180#. The last set was a max rep effort.
Power Clean: 3 x 3 @ 155#. I was clearly paying for a lot of work Friday, Saturday and Sunday, as these were far more difficult than they should have been.
Today, Tuesday, is a rest day, although I will do some pull ups and ring dips when I get home tonight. . . more greasing of the groove.
Tomorrow morning is Deadlifts and Presses, followed by some conditioning. . .
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