There are days in my fitness and nutrition where momentum is non-existent. I mean literally, picking up a barbell and going through the movement with no momentum is hard, mentally.
This morning I ran a few minutes late getting to the gym. Big deal, I was still there by 5:30am. But my mental momentum wasn’t there the second I stepped in front of the barbell. In fact it took a good ten minutes to warm up to the barbell.
As I got a little looser, the momentum started changing too.
The barbell seemed lighter, my badonkadonk seemed to go lower and the balance seemed to level out.
Squat snatching. It is such a technical movement.
A movement that has humbled me over and over again over the past 2.5 years. Just when I thought I had it, I realized I was training in the realm of power snatch far more often than the squat snatch. To the point I had literally begun to stop myself from squatting under the bar. Needless to say, a very poor habit to develop.
This morning I did something that I rarely ever do anymore. I put my ear buds in and listened to music while I was lifting. Just me, the barbell, and the music.
There is always music playing in the gym so it’s not like that part is new. But this morning I literally closed my mind from distraction and lifted. Over and over I lifted that barbell, slowly increasing the weight. It felt good. Really good.
Today I remembered why I love lifting a barbell. Because I am able to. For no other reason than that I am capable.
I have two friends who are injured and can’t lift. Today I lifted for them as much as for myself. Thinking each time I pulled that bar high against the front of my body that they would each do the same for me.
Carol and Caroline…for you.
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