I'm military by trade, a powerlifter by passion. Unfortunately, those two things too often conflict. My last BP run was cut short by an injury and I fell off the training bandwagon for some time after being on it for a steady two years, rarely missing a session. Courtesy of Rob (and my penchant for spending my spare cash equally between MASS, a particular gigantic nonsense company, and eating at restaurants with my lovely wife and son.), I'm back on the bandwagon and ready to out-squat Big Jaz! Eventually.
My best lifts of all time are:
425 squat
240 bench
405 dead
for a measly 1070 total. My current lifts are likely lower than that, but I'm more focused on the physique and shedding my excess fat for this run. I've gotten soft, and I don't care for it. Once I'm back where I like to be BF%-wise, I'll be setting myself up to make some big gains on lifting, staying around a weight so I can cut to the 181s.
I started famine yesterday, did my workout.
Squats were done at 260#
Rows at 120#
They were all done for 8 full reps. I probably shot a bit low on the weight. That said, they were not easy to finish, it was the last set that nearly did me in. Force of will and all that.
Today is day 2 of famine. I'm sure it'll be easier than yesterday.
