Weightlifting Meet

Yesterday was the Olympic Weightlifting competition. I have been meaning to post more about it prior, but we're in the middle of moving and life is just kind of upside down right now. Goodness knows I've had plenty of whining to do about it though!!

In the last 2 weeks leading up to the meet, I wasn't feeling so great about it. My form has been off since I started back after my shoulder injury. (That is so sports-like sounding.) My confidence wasn't there and I was having nightmares about a drama meet I went to in high school and SUCKED at. It brought up lots of thoughts of the Old Me and the New Me and if there really is a New Me or not. There have been lots of changes in me over the last few years and it hasn't been just losing weight.

So anyway. I had been super anxious about the meet. I spent the last week working on technique and my coach felt good about it all. Admittedly, I felt better once getting that work done, but I was still scared. I have the best coach though.. he's so patient with me.

The meet was better than I expected. I did ok.. Not great, but ok. You get 3 tries at each lift. For the snatch, lift 1 was 30kg and I got it. Lift 2 was 33kg and I missed. Lift 3 was a repeat at 33kg and I hit it, which was a PR.  In all honesty, it was the weights in kg that made me not even think about how much I was lifting. Turned out to be a good thing b/c I have had a mental block with a weight lately. For the clean & jerk, I got my first 2 lifts at 35kg and 39kg and failed my 3rd at 43kg (which was about 4lbs more than my PR before hurting my shoulder). Considering I spent a lot of time nursing my shoulder and not doing the lifts, I'm pleased with how I did. I even got a medal b/c I was the first (and only!) person in my age/weight class! Ha! Guess it pays to be old and chunky!

I really didn't think I'd do well with people watching me, but I was so intent on lifting the bar that it didn't phase me that much. My husband and kids missed the snatches, but it was cool to hear/see them when I did the c&js. Friends who came to cheer us on told me later that the kids were asking the hubby if I'm stronger than him now. Ha!

After the meet, I got home and fed and put the kids to bed while the hubby went out with a friend. It was fair... after all, he'd stepped up and taken care of them all day. But talk about a let down for a day as significant as that was for me. Friends went out, hubby went out and I went to bed. I did have pizza for dinner at least.